...it was cloudy. I have the photos to prove it. The plan for the day: up early (the emptiness of the road will give you a clue exactly how early), a walk round my local patch to see how the nuthatch chicks and other new arrivals were doing, breakfast, school run, work on some Berlioz, … Continue reading A year ago today…
I few days ago I wrote about Nick and his experience conducting London Phoenix Orchestra. Here’s his excellent take on the occasion.
To what, do you suppose, might Eugene Goossens (1893-1962) have been referring in the following statement? ‘It is the most wonderful of all sensations that any man can conceive. It really oughtn’t to be allowed.‘
A number of ideas may spring to mind, some of them, perhaps, unprintable. But I bet that conducting wasn’t one of them. I now know exactly what he meant.
There isn’t a classical music enthusiast who hasn’t at some stage picked up a skewer, knitting needle or makeshift baton and waved his arms in the belief that he or she is controlling a magnificent sound. But it is rare to have that dream realized. Through the introduction of a friend, I was invited by the conductor, Lev Parikian, to attend and conduct at one of his Monday night rehearsals with the London Phoenix Orchestra.
I was allowed to choose the music, and I’m…
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The week has passed, spending its time gawping open-mouthed at the events across the Atlantic, and pausing only to complain about the first significant rain for two months. When it hasn’t been raining (don’t tell anyone, but this has actually been most of the time) I’ve managed some fine early morning walks, taking in my … Continue reading Billions of blathering buffoons
The week has passed, bookended by musical delights of contrasting tone and texture. Eurovision came and went. Every edition seems to me indistinguishable from the previous one, and yet I watch, transfixed by the engulfing strangeness of it all. If I were to stop to analyse it, I would be in awe of the participants’ … Continue reading Eurovision and Mozart