"Absinthe + Meringues will send you right back to the debut of The Rite of Spring on May 29, 1913, in Paris. Its foundation is grass-grazed Snowville cream and milk softly scented with absinthe, the once-outlawed libation and anise-based botanical spirit known as the Green Fairy in the late 1800s and early 1900s. Throughout the clean, crisp, and refreshing ice cream are tiny little crisp, sweet, and airy meringues.
The absinthe-laced cream—green like spring foliage and grass—represents the wild side, the artists, the bohemians—enthusiastic imbibers of the Green Fairy at the time. Matcha—finely powdered green tea—gives the ice cream its lovely pale green, spring-like hue, and crisp finish.
The precisely-made meringues represent the traditions of the prim and proper and intolerant-to-change upper class audience of 1913 Paris. The meringues are hand-piped sugared egg whites dried in the oven until they are crispy and cloud-like white, and under the weight of the absinthe ice cream they are crushed and morphed into new forms.
In 1913, The Rite of Springwas a story of life as never told before through music and dance. The work—with envelope-pushing choreography by dancer Vaslav Nijinsky—dealt not with the usual “swans and tutus and elevation,” but “ugly earthbound lurching and stomping.“ The result: fist fights and jeers in the hall, a dent in Stravinsky’s reputation, and the world of traditional music and dance turned on its head.
Absinthe + Meringues won’t likely inspire near riots in the halls and streets, but it definitely will take you back to an exciting era when seismic cultural shifts were afoot."
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The Octuor began with a dream in which I saw myself in a smallroom surrounded by a small group of instrumentalists playing some veryattractive music. I did not recognize the music, though I strained to hear it,and I could not recall any feature of it the next day, but I do remember mycuriosity—in the dream—to know how many the musicians were. Iremember too that after I had counted them to the number eight, I lookedagain and saw that they were playing bassoons, trombones, trumpets, aflute and a clarinet. I awoke from this little concert in a state of greatdelight and anticipation and the next morning began to compose theOctuor, which I had had no thought of the day before, though for sometime I had wanted to write an ensemble piece—not incidental music likeHistoire du Soldat, but an instrumental sonata.
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