Wish I Was Here

I’ve been terribly remiss on linking to Globe stuff, so here’s a month’s catch-up:

Classical Notes.
Boston Globe, July 23, 2010.

Subbing for David Weininger with my usual terminal obliqueness. (Yes, I did play a lot of deep left field during my brief and thoroughly undistinguished career as a Little Leaguer. Why do you ask?)

Reviewing Audra McDonald.
Boston Globe, July 20, 2010.

Damn, this was a good recital.

Reviewing the SICPP Iditarod.
Boston Globe, June 22, 2010.

Summer doesn’t really start for me until the Iditarod. Tricks of the trade: how do you make it through a seven-hour concert? You smuggle in iced coffee and gummi bears.

Reviewing the Boston Trio.
Boston Globe, June 19, 2010.

Joe Barron sent me a nice note wondering why the Ives Trio doesn’t get more love, and I’m inclined to agree with him. It might be the perfect Ives piece for people who think they don’t like Ives—he does all his usual Ivesianisms, but the context makes the connections to his recurring underlying worldview unusually clear. (The new Rockport hall really is as gorgeous as everyone says.)

Reviewing Blue Heron Renaissance Choir.
Boston Globe, June 15, 2010.

An unusually smart program, this one, one of the only musicological-connection-type early-music concerts I’ve heard where the connections were all absolutely audible.

Anyway, it’s still going to be bare-bones links for another couple of months around here, but the end of the book is in sight. I’m currently in a tag-team wrestling match with, alternately, August Röckel and Walter Murphy. Funny, I don’t remember them making it into Grout and Palisca.

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