Let’s begin with some different perspectives on what exactly happened last night, during our concert at the Indiana Historical Society. The Alb was right there when it happened: “You said your lines, then got up to walk back to the stage. I heard an almighty thwack, and immediately craned my neck around to see what [...]
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Adventures (in new music) with eighth blackbird
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The wit and wisdom of Duvall
Lisa: “I looked up and saw Tim’s cue, thought ‘Oh shit’, then came in wrong”. Duvall: “Just don’t think ‘Oh shit’ and you’ll be fine”.
The Democratic Republic of eighth blackbird
I’ve always been of the opinion that many orchestral players have pretty low job satisfaction because they feel inherently powerless. They are told what to do by preening conductors, musically illiterate administrators and decrepit board members. One of the big advantages of playing in a chamber ensemble seems to be the measure of artistic control [...]
