Music
“I see myself as I’ve always seen myself, as a pop musician in a folk genre.”
Without question, this BPYO rendition of Shostakovich Ten was one of the most urgent and necessary of any symphonic score I’ve heard all year.
This set is surely one of the finds of the year.
This recording challenges our settled sense of what art music, in conjunction with colorful spoken and sung verse, can accomplish.
Jack Black and Kyle Gass were happily living out their nerdy, rockstar dreams — and their fans were loving it.
This was a truly great performance, one that fully suited the BPO’s season-long, dual commemorations.
Next summer promises to be a safe one, musically, at Tanglewood.
Christopher Hollyday’s Telepathy is a keeper, Chris Pasin’s Ornettiquette is an excellent outing, Jake Ehrenreich’s A Treasury of Jewish Christmas Songs is uneven, and for some long winter nights Abigail Rockwell’s Autumn Noir might be just the ticket.
Yes, the first-ever recording of a opera that is as wonderful as Berlioz and Wagner said it is.
Lonnie Holley’s music on MITH sounds like a choir of better angels whose multi-layered voice is hard on the outside and soft on the inside, like so much Alabama clay.
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