The clocks keep chiming, but here with a resonant soundboard
‘Florence on the Elbe’ has the lot, from Canaletto to Dresden-born Gerhard Richter, that most expensive of contemporary German artists. The locals are proud of their association with the visual arts, and perhaps even more so of their devotion to theatre and music: the Semperoper, music festivals (including Jazztage and the Dixieland), world-famous singers, the Staatskapelle and Philharmonie orchestras, the most authors per bookstore in Germany as well as the highest number of piano tuners per household. The clocks keep chiming, but here with a resonant soundboard. Please stay as pleasing as you are.
Thousands of students from every continent throng the campus of the excellent Technical University in the south of the city overlooking the Elbe valley. Scientific innovation is part of Dresden’s DNA. Pioneering (and pro table) research has always gone on here, from the birth of European porcelain to the invention of the 35mm camera, from the original idea behind the television tube to solar film, and from treatment of Parkinson’s to a cure for leukaemia. Digital networking grows stronger with time. Long may it continue.
The left and right banks of the river are home to the Saxons with their unutterably ne dialect. Big-hearted people tucking in to fresh rolls and Eierschecke, Stollen at Christmas, and cheering on their local football club, Dynamo Dresden. The proclamation on the team bus, in gold letters on black, is “The Legends from Florence on Elbe”. That sounds to me like First Division talk, and I’m sure they’ll make it one day. The Dresdeners meanwhile babble on about the godless and the world. From time to time they swim against the tide. And, of course, that won’t be changing any time soon.