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Unlike many of you on this forum, it will be my first time listening to the music of John Williams performed live in concert. As I begin my 6 hour journey to London, I feel slightly melancholic due to the lack of the Maestro, but find comfort in the idea that I will hear his own handiwork, his own spirit and musical language in the most crystal and uplifting way; the way music was meant to be listened to. 
 
The added bonus that is the London Symphony Orchestra is a fine one, having never seen the prestigious orchestra perform before. What better introduction to them than 2 hours of wonderful, emotional music. As well as this, any excuse to visit the Royal Albert Hall is a good enough one for me, so what was going to be a historic concert in such a historic venue makes up for the fact that this is now just another concert in the historic venue. 
 
But I still dream. Time alone on public transport allows one to drift their mind to beautiful places. The dream of a surprise appearance from Williams to conduct The Imperial March seems further away than it ever did. In my head I imagine scenario after scenario: glancing up to see Williams in one of the boxes, his big trademark glasses and turtleneck, bopping his head to the adventurous rhythms of Adventures on Earth, a small, despondent smile etched across his face; Williams making a sudden appearance at the end of the concert to slowly but triumphantly wave to his fans, basking in the appreciation for his musical soul; or even Williams conducting one piece, just one: “The Imperial March”, a short but powerful and resonant piece with easy, steady 4/4 time. But as much as I dream (like I am sure many others are doing who are tenaciously travelling today with their heads held high), I must come back down to reality at some point, understanding and coming to terms with the fact that I will never see my musical hero in the flesh. But how I long to applaud him while we can still lock eyes, to show him how much emotional impact he has had on my life, and on everybody else’s there tonight. Not only because his music is so rich and delicate, but because of the humble man that he is, and my desire, among many, to show how he needn’t be so humble, and show him how far around the world the pencil etching the score in his home in Los Angeles can be heard. 
 
I still will look forward to this evening very much, a night of warmth, character and delicious music. Among others, I wish Mr Williams a speedy recovery, and as he recovers I will be reminiscing on the time I was telling my friends I was going to see John Williams - composer - conductor - hero. 
 
I encourage many others to share their travelling thoughts today, as I will listen closely to the forum to maximise my enjoyment of the concert. See you guys there.

Unlike many of you on this forum, it will be my first time listening to the music of John Williams performed live in concert. As I begin my 6 hour journey to London, I feel slightly melancholic due to the lack of the Maestro, but find comfort in the idea that I will hear his own handiwork, his own spirit and musical language in the most crystal and uplifting way; the way music was meant to be listened to. 
 
The added bonus that is the London Symphony Orchestra is a fine one, having never seen the prestigious orchestra perform before. What better introduction to them than 2 hours of wonderful, emotional music. As well as this, any excuse to visit the Royal Albert Hall is a good enough one for me, so what was going to be a historic concert in such a historic venue makes up for the fact that this is now just another concert in the historic venue. 
 
But I still dream. Time alone on public transport allows one to drift their mind to beautiful places. The dream of a surprise appearance from Williams to conduct The Imperial March seems further away than it ever did. In my head I imagine scenario after scenario: glancing up to see Williams in one of the boxes, his big trademark glasses and turtleneck, bopping his head to the adventurous rhythms of Adventures on Earth, a small, despondent smile etched across his face; Williams making a sudden appearance at the end of the concert to slowly but triumphantly wave to his fans, basking in the appreciation for his musical soul; or even Williams conducting one piece, just one: “The Imperial March”, a short but powerful and resonant piece with easy, steady 4/4 time. But as much as I dream (like I am sure many others are doing who are tenaciously travelling today with their heads held high), I must come back down to reality at some point, understanding and coming to terms with the fact that I will never see my musical hero in the flesh. But how I long to applaud him while we can still lock eyes, to show him how much emotional impact he has had on my life, and on everybody else’s there tonight. Not only because his music is so rich and delicate, but because of the humble man that he is, and my desire, among many, to show how he needn’t be so humble, and show him how far around the world the pencil etching the score in his home in Los Angeles can be heard. 
 
I still will look forward to this evening very much, a night of warmth, character and delicious music. Among others, I wish Mr Williams a speedy recovery, and as he recovers I will be reminiscing on the time I was telling my friends I was going to see John Williams - composer - conductor - hero. 
 
I encourage many others to share their travelling thoughts today, as I will listen closely to the forum to maximise my enjoyment of the concert. See you guys there.

Unlike many of you on this forum, it will be my first time listening to the music of John Williams performed live in concert. As I begin my 6 hour journey to London, I feel slightly melancholic due to the lack of the Maestro, but find comfort in the idea that I will hear his own handiwork, his own spirit and musical language in the most crystal and uplifting way; the way music was meant to be listened to. 
 
The added bonus that is the London Symphony Orchestra is a fine one, having never seen the prestigious orchestra perform before. What better introduction to them than 2 hours of wonderful, emotional music. As well as this, any excuse to visit the Royal Albert Hall is a good enough one for me, so what was going to be a historic concert in such a historic venue makes up for the fact that this is now just another concert in the historic venue. 
 
But I still dream. Time alone on public transport allows one to drift their mind to beautiful places. The dream of a surprise appearance from Williams to conduct The Imperial March seems further away than it ever did. In my head I imagine scenario after scenario: glancing up to see Williams in one of the boxes, his big trademark glasses and turtleneck, bopping his head to the adventurous rhythms of Adventures on Earth, a small, despondent smile etched across his face; Williams making a sudden appearance at the end of the concert to slowly but triumphantly wave to his fans, basking in the appreciation for his musical soul; or even Williams conducting one piece, just one: “The Imperial March”, a short but powerful and resonant piece with easy, steady 4/4 time. But as much as I dream (like I am sure many others are doing who are tenaciously travelling today with their heads held high), I must come back down to reality at some point, understanding and coming to terms with the fact that I will never see my musical hero in the flesh. But how I long to applaud him while we can still lock eyes, to show him how much emotional impact he has had on my life, and on everybody else’s there tonight. Not only because his music is so rich and delicate, but because of the humble man that he is, and my desire, among many, to show how he needn’t be so humble, and show him how far around the world the pencil etching the score in his home in Los Angeles can be heard. 
 
I still will look forward to this evening very much, a night of warmth, character and delicious music. Among others, I wish Mr Williams a speedy recovery, and as he recovers I will be reminiscing on the time I was telling my friends I was going to see John Williams - composer - conductor - hero. 
 
I encourage many others to share their travelling thoughts today, as I will listen closely to the forum to maximise my enjoyment of the concert. See you guys there.

Unlike many of you on this forum, it will be my first time listening to the music of John Williams performed live in concert. As I begin my 6 hour journey to London, I feel slightly melancholic due to the lack of the Maestro, but find comfort in the idea that I will hear his own handiwork, his own spirit and musical language in the most crystal and uplifting way; the way music was meant to be listened to. 
 
The added bonus that is the London Symphony Orchestra is a fine one, having never seen the prestigious orchestra perform before. What better introduction to them than 2 hours of wonderful, emotional music. As well as this, any excuse to visit the Royal Albert Hall is a good enough one for me, so what was going to be a historic concert in such a historic venue makes up for the fact that this is now just another concert in the historic venue. 
 
But I still dream. Time alone on public transport allows one to drift their mind to beautiful places. The dream of a surprise appearance from Williams to conduct The Imperial March seems further away than it ever did. In my head I imagine scenario after scenario: glancing up to see Williams in one of the boxes, his big trademark glasses and turtleneck, bopping his head to the adventurous rhythms of Adventures on Earth, a small, despondent smile etched across his face; Williams making a sudden appearance at the end of the concert to slowly but triumphantly wave to his fans, basking in the appreciation for his musical soul; or even Williams conducting one piece, just one: “The Imperial March”, a short but powerful and resonant piece with easy, steady 4/4 time. But as much as I dream (like I am sure many others are doing who are tenaciously travelling today with their heads held high), I must come back down to reality at some point, understanding and coming to terms with the fact that I will never see my musical hero in the flesh. But how I long to applaud him while we can still lock eyes, to show him how much emotional impact he has had on my life, and on everybody else’s there tonight. Not only because his music is so rich and delicate, but because of the humble man that he is, and my desire, among many, to show how he needn’t be so humble, and show him how far around the world the pencil etching the score in his home in Los Angeles can be heard. 
 
I still will look forward to this evening very much, a night of warmth, character and delicious music. Among others, I wish Mr Williams a speedy recovery, and as he recovers I will be reminiscing on the time I was telling my friends I was going to see John Williams - composer - conductor - hero. 
 
I encourage many others to share their travelling thoughts today, as I will listen closely to the forum to maximise my enjoyment of the concert. See you guys there.

Shut it now please!!! 

This makes me sad 😥
 

Yuck man.

I hope it's OK if I post Mike Mattessino's recent Facebook post here, since there were no pertinent details about the illness other than to comfort us all a little bit -- which we need right now:
 

I've seen JW six times in concert so maybe this cancellation isn't as heartbreaking for me as it is to others. I already saw him in Chicago this year, and if I'm being honest, I was attending London really to avoid missing out on the historic event itself rather than actually seeing JW. It must be horrible for those people who considered Friday their only chance of seeing him
 
I remember over the recent years, whenever JW cancelled an expected score or a concert, there was talk of serious illness but that was never the case. So, I'm just going by the info we have to hand, he is in a London hospital for an unknown illness of unknown severity. Based on the announcement, he said himself that he wants the concert to go ahead.
 
Having said that, the sight of JW basking in the cheers and rapturous applause of a packed Royal Albert Hall would have been an amazing and enduring image.

im pissed as fuck but that made me chuckle

I told Kathleen "you need a better composer to write this first ever love theme of the saga", but then she said "I know, but it turns out Zimmer doesn't write his own music".
 
 
You didn't get your tickets before now? Do you live on the south pole or something?

Thank you ladies and gentlemen, it's such an honour and a privilege to be here at this wonderful hall tonight, conducting the incredible London Symphony Orchestra. Some of you may remember the little-known films I conducted many years ago with the London Symphony Orchestra called "Star Wars" (hold for laughter and applause).
 
I must confess, truthfully, my only regret after all these years of working with the LSO is that I never wrote a love theme for them to perform! So I thought tonight would be the perfect opportunity to debut a brand new love theme I wrote just last year, the first of its kind in the Star Wars series of films, which I certainly hope you'll enjoy. This is the new love theme, Han Solo & The Princess. Thank you.

The concert is actually a 2hr15min stand-up comedy set performed by John Williams, mostly based around an extended Schindler’s List dead composer story, with the London Symphony providing an occasional “bad-um-tish” or trombone slide every time JW tells a joke. 

The screen is there for the live to picture performances of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban today and tomorrow. I would not assume it will still be there for the John Williams concert.

The concert is actually a 2hr15min stand-up comedy set performed by John Williams, mostly based around an extended Schindler’s List dead composer story, with the London Symphony providing an occasional “bad-um-tish” or trombone slide every time JW tells a joke. 

The concert is actually a 2hr15min stand-up comedy set performed by John Williams, mostly based around an extended Schindler’s List dead composer story, with the London Symphony providing an occasional “bad-um-tish” or trombone slide every time JW tells a joke. 

Could you guess why? It seems a little strange to me. No interviews or any slight thing with anybody from anywhere. 

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I can't wait for his classic story - "This next piece is from the new Star Wars films. I recall J.J showing me the film, and Daisy was so mesmerising that I told J.J he needed a better Composer than me for this film, and he said 'I know, but Daisy's already dead.'"

It makes use of the whole orchestra! 
 
 

Star Wars would always come first and above any other "scheduling conflict". ($) ...   ($$$$$$$$$)

"Hey guys, remember me?"

You're quoting a 2 and a half year old post dude