With all the 100th anniversary of the Rite of Spring mentions going around, I want to share my favorite experience with the piece.
In December 2009, the first winter we lived in Michigan, we took my then-4-year-old daughter Daria to see the Nutcracker in Midland (a merger between the Midland Symphony and the Grand Rapids Ballet). To prep Daria, I hauled out my VHS of Fantasia and we watched it. She wanted to watch parts of it again and again so for about a month we sort of steeped in Fantasia (and taught Daria about using tapes).
As we were getting ready to go to Midland, I asked Daria if she wanted to take some music for the car (Midland is about 45 minutes away). I asked if she wanted to listen to the Nutcracker because we were going to Midland to see it. “You know,” I said, “the stuff from Fantasia? We are going to go see it now.”
Daria shouted, with much excitement, “THE DINOSAUR MOVIE!”
Daria was a bit disappointed when I told her no, we were seeing the fairy/mushroom/flower stuff. So we listened to the Rite on the way there. And on the way back.