[TROMBONE PLAYING]
Hi everyone, I'm Jim Ryan and welcome to the fourth episode of Arts on the Hill
I'm here with my daughter Phoebe and you just heard a great trombone performance from Dr. Bill Petri. Phoebe
You've always wanted to play the trombone, haven't you? Nope. Okay anyway,
So in addition to being an amazing trombone player,
Dr. Petri is a leading expert in infectious
diseases and is working with a team to develop a vaccine for
COVID-19 and he is not alone in the Health System in the fight against COVID-19
I spent time yesterday with researchers who developed a test at UVA for COVID-19 and are trying to scale
up the test I met with those who started and staff the COVID-19 clinic here in Charlottesville that has also been
Replicated in communities nearby and I met with the amazing doctors nurses and team members who are treating COVID-19 patients
And on behalf of all of UVA, I want to thank everyone in the Health System for their work
You are not just our colleagues and our friends you're our heroes and for that reason
I'd like to dedicate this episode to everyone in the Health System. I hope you enjoy the show and be well
[A CAPPELLA SINGING]
Say it's all right
Ooh they say it's all right
It's all right, have a good time 'Cause it's all right, whoa, it's all right
We're gonna move it slow When lights are low
When you move it slow, it feels like more And it's all right, whoa, it's all right
Now listen to the beat Kinda tap your feet
You've got soul and everybody knows That it's all right, whoa, it's all right
When you wake up so early in the morning Feelin' sad like so many of us do
Hum a little soul, make life your goal And surely some good will come to you
And say it's all right Say it's all right
It's all right, have a good time 'Cause it's all right, whoa, it's all right
Now listen to the beat Kinda tap your feet
You've got soul and everybody knows That it's all right, whoa, it's all right
And one day I'll find me a woman Who will love me and treat me real nice
Then my woe's got to go And my love, she will know
From morning till noon and till the night
And she's gonna say it's alright
She'll say it's all right
You've got soul and everybody knows That it's all right, whoa, it's all right
Yeah, you've got soul and everybody knows That it's all right, whoa, it's all right
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Good to see the hard work of all those dancers getting well-deserved public recognition.
Congratulations to you all
Similar story with the First Year Players. They were scheduled to perform Kiss Me Kate on April 23rd
And unfortunately, it was canceled but Vice Provost for the Arts Jody Kielbasa said,
"Hey! Why not perform it on Arts in the Hill the digital edition?" so here for the first time a virtual number
by the cast of Kiss Me Kate
[PIANO PLAYING]
Another op'nin, another show
Another op'nin, Another op'nin, Another op'nin, Another show
Another show!
So cross your fingers and heart
Another show!
It's curtain time
Another op'nin Just another op'nin of another show!
[PIANO PLAYING]
A troupe of strolling players are we,
Not stars like L.B. Mayer's are we,
But just a simple band Who roams about the land
Dispensing fol-de-rol frivolity.
Mere folk who give distraction are we,
No Theater Guild attraction are we,
But just a crazy group That never ceases to troop
Around the map of little Italy.
We open in Venice, We next play Verona,
Then on to Cremona. Lotsa laughs in Cremona.
Our next jump is Parma, That dopey, mopey menace,
Then Mantua, then Padua, Then we open again, where?
We open in Venice, We next play Verona,
Then on to Cremona. Lots of quaill in Cremona.
Our next jump is Parma, That heartless, heartless menace,
Then Mantua, then Padua, Then we open again, where?
She's a maid who would marry And would no longer tarry,
she's a maid mad to marry, May my hopes not miscarry!
She's a maid mad to marry And will take double-quick
Any Tom, Dick or Harry,
Any Tom, Harry or Dick.
A dicka dick, A dicka dick, A dicka dick,
I'm a maid who would marry And would no longer tarry,
I'm a maid mad to marry, May my hopes not miscarry!
I'm a maid mad to marry And will take double-quick
Any Tom, Dick or Harry,
Any Tom, Harry or Dick.
[PIANO PLAYING]
So kiss me, Kate, and twice and thrice,
Carissimo!
Ere we start living in paradise
Bellissimo!
Oh, kiss me Kate!
Darling angel, divine!
For now thou shall ever be
Now thou shall ever be
Now thou shall ever be mine
Darling mine,
All thine!
[PIANO PLAYING]
[VIOLIN PLAYING]
Moon River on the violin is musical poetry in my mind. Thank you so much
Which speaking of did you know that April is National Poetry Month which leads us nicely to our next performances is SCPS
Associate Professor Charlotte Matthews who recently wrote a poem called
Love in the Time of Coronavirus and for those dogs spotting on the show look no further
Love in the Time of Coronavirus
We're living off the pantry now
Use the last of the half-and-half
Clean that spot in the fridge
From here on out, it's what we stocked up on
evaporated milk in our coffee
makeshift casseroles for dinner
Across the street Julia's invented a version of croquet her young children rapturously play
Ruthie down the street
Danced under their ornamental cherry as pink blossoms swirled around her and her father
Filmed it in slow motion
Which is what these days can be for us now a way to notice the pale green blood root under the poplar
the yellow-throated Warbler
making her way north a
a friend in Pittsburgh wrote
Welcome to the Museum of things that need to change
on an easel in their front hallway
Then labeled her son's stray socks
her daughter's half-eaten apple
With the approximate time each was left at its destination
We talked at a distance now
But there's an intimacy to it
fundamental and true
My childhood friends teaching herself Braille in the small hours of the morning
Likes the way her left hand holds the line while her right flies deftly across the page
the sun's out
a chickadee couple hollow out of space in the dead willow to raise their brood and the dogwoods are
Seriously considering bursting forth in all their glory
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Well Rosie don't be scared by the storm outside
We are safe and warm, we are home and dry
And though it rages on, there's no need to cry
Oh, Rosie, don't you worry, my dear
For there are many things that I can not explain
Like the howling wind, like the pouring rain
Like the love for a child, like the pinprick of pain
Rosie, don't you worry, my dear
Well, Rosie, don't you think about the things that you can't change
For the world is cruel, and it's violent and strange
But there is beauty too if you look the right way
Oh, Rosie, don't you worry, my dear
Big thanks to Veronica and Austin who are quarantined together in Northern Virginia making beautiful music together
Veronica by the way, also put down all the musical tracks herself on that song in addition to singing
That's the end of our show episode 4 dedicated to the workers of the Health System, big thanks to everyone
We hope the Arts has helped you all in some way shape or form
Providing solidarity or solace or just a moment to escape on a Sunday night
Folks we're gonna close out the show as we always do
Cute kids singing this one's the Good Old Song. Thanks for watching