Jonathan Blumhofer
The BSO’s Brahms’ sounds as robust and responsive as they do when they’re on their best behavior at Symphony Hall.
For all the surface-y beauty of the BSO’s playing, it’s a dull interpretation of Anton Bruckner’s Symphony no. 3.
The Emerson Quartet is as restless and curious as ever; pianist Simone Dinnerstein is featured on a treasure of a disc.
Why do such a high number of significant contemporary composers hail from Iceland?
If George Whitefield Chadwick had been born in, say, London or Munich, he might be better known today than he is.
Sea Pictures offers, frankly, everything one might want in a song cycle: sweeping melodies, evocative scoring, stirring drama and pathos.
In all, Chorus pro Musica’s production was witty and diverting, timely in spots and smart throughout
Rimsky-Korsakov’s , Antar packs a world of chimeric colors, impellent drama, and memorable tunes into less than thirty minutes.
By opting to set Figaro as a straight comedy, Cucchi’s production glossed over the opera’s subversive edge.
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