Now I was invited to the celebration, but he is in New Zealand so that is rather out of the question. However, I rang him on Tuesday and told him of the probability of this post in lieu of my actual presence.
Sirdan was actually born on Hiroshima Day, which makes his birthday easy to remember — and his age. Because yes he was born on 6 August 1945, but obviously not in Japan. Nor Australia. In fact in what was then Rhodesia. Since then he has lived in South Africa, the United Kingdom, quite a bit of his life in New Zealand, then Australia — where he and I were fellow habitues of The Albury — first Sydney then Queensland, and now back in New Zealand.
I think for his birthday I will lend him my personal pianist — by “personal” I mean I follow him on Facebook, Instagram and YouTube. He isn’t here at The Bates Motel!
Here he is.
He just happens to be Franz Liszt’s great-great-great-grandson, as you already know if you are a regular here. Is he any good? Well….
He does say that is the hardest piece he has had to learn so far.
I am sure Sirdan appreciates the talents that led me to offer this amazing young pianist as a birthday treat!
Now in my Tuesday conversation I forewarned Sirdan that I had in my blogs much evidence of his birthdays past. I will offer a few pics from some of them, merely identifying place and year.
Break for some romantic music from the pianist:
NOTE: If this pops up on a FB video — a new trick of theirs — click it anywhere and it will go away and you can play the video, no problem. Does not happen with YouTube.
Finally I thought I should highlight Sirdan’s constant companion, from Rosebery (where she had all her legs) to Gympie to now in New Zealand — and still going strong I believe.
Speaking of companions, but not of the canine variety. By an unexpected route there is someone called Robert, who was part of Sirdan’s New Zealand life long before Sirdan ever came to Sydney, who has reappeared and will, it seems, be part of Sirdan’s life again. I was told about it on Tuesday. It is a beautiful if private story — though I do have permission to share this much.
It is probably more than Sirdan would have ever anticipated on returning to New Zealand, and what a birthday gift! 76 ain’t so bad after all…
The pianist will offer some more tunes. I think you will know this one. I asked him to change into something slightly more formal. I mean, ripped jeans are not what you expect in a top concert pianist — even if he is from Barcelona (of German parentage) as this one is. He went a bit far though — changed his hairstyle as well. Typical 19-year-old!