No pianist in his right mind is going to repeat this program. András Schiff had privileged us with a gift that only he could give.
The Celebrity Series of Boston
Two days after pianist Yuja Wang’s concert, and, sadly, what I remember best are the two skimpy dresses she wore.
What has NPR’s Terry Gross learned after all these years of probing famous people’s psyches? “We are all mortal. Life is short, and for some life is full of pain.”
It turns out that it was more than just a rumor that saxophonist Charles Lloyd spent some of the ’70s playing with The Beach Boys.
Pianist Jeremy Denk wields a large artillery of dynamics and colors and it served him well in this performance.
In an effort to give the proceedings an intimate, salon feel, the Symphony Hall stage was dotted with a couple of potted plants, three armchairs, and a pair of music stands; the cavernous environ of the space was still very much present, but one appreciated the effort to minimize it, even if only partially successful.
For those who missed this evening, pick up Roz Chast’s “Theories of Everything,” which is a wonderfully huge collection of her cartoons published in “The New Yorker.”
The Emerson String Quartet gave its all – beauty, power, fire – in Johannes Brahms’s String Quartet in A minor, Opus 51, no. 2.
Chucho Valdés moved almost seamlessly from African-Cuban rhythms and chants in Yoruba or Spanish to a hip modern jazz style. The latter, paradoxically, owes much to the brilliant runs and glissandi of Art Tatum, the bluesiness of Horace Silver, and the power of the left hand chords of McCoy Tyner.
The Takács Quartet have won the kind of acclaim that most chamber groups can only dream of, and their concert in Boston made their enviable reputation understandable.