Hi! I'm back from vacation. I just finished a feature with a dynamic piano duo, Anderson and Roe, and I thought you'd enjoy this. You can hear them talk about their work in a podcast . . . coming SOON.
A wiry 90-year old man steps to a microphone in front of 9,000 people. He explains that he doesn’t have much of a voice left, but he’ll provide the lyrics so everyone can sing. Then he starts playing the guitar and reciting from the Book of Ecclesiastes. He tries to sing a bit anyway. It comes out wobbly. His breath fails.
Percy GraingerPercy Grainger was born in Australia in 1882.Until recently, he was pegged as a lightweight because of his folk song arrangements.Recent releases reveal a more serious side, one that’s funny and sad, reflective and violent.
Music fans love to meet performers, but I'm thrilled to make contact with composers. They're making music out of thin air using pure imagination. One of my fond memories of the late Richard Gladwell is seeing his face suffused with pleasure as he told of meeting composer Ralph Vaughan Williams decades ago at a concert in London. Williams' music is a cornerstone of twentie
Summer gives you the chance to enjoy music in unusual settings. Lakes. Woods. Corn fields. Festivals are popping up all over the region. Last week I had the privilege of seeing four operas at Glimmerglass Opera in Cooperstown and interviewing the incoming director, Francesca Zambello.
I rode a bicycle to Pittsburgh one summer years ago in the days before iPods. I think I brought about a dozen cassettes for my Walkman. Only some of them sounded good out there on the road under the sky in the sun and wind. Only some of them sounded right. Monk, Copland, Van Morrison…all good. Prince, not so much.