Kathleen Battle sings spirituals
She’s been well known, and highly regarded, for the dramatic quality she employed in the opera repertory, and immediately it was clear this was going to be no lighthearted run-through of pop-flavored material.
She’s been well known, and highly regarded, for the dramatic quality she employed in the opera repertory, and immediately it was clear this was going to be no lighthearted run-through of pop-flavored material.
It all added up to a long, packed and thoroughly enjoyable evening; the capacity audience in the Concert Hall certainly got its money’s worth. Rather than witnessing a memorial to a soprano’s storied past, we got something vital and compelling and very much in the present; and I came away with new respect and admiration for Battle.
Ms. Battle, of course, was the star. I was especially moved by the spirituals when she sang with just the piano, like “City Called Heaven,” in which she conveyed a poignant mix of longing for the promised city, sadness and childlike innocence.
Here, the wondrously talented Macedonian pianist Simon Trpčeski opens daringly with Brahms’s wistful Intermezzo, Op117, before a dazzlingly reading of the Op24 Variation and Fugue on a theme by Handel.
ow to make Chopin your own? That’s a challenge every pianist faces, and those who cheered Simon Trpčeski on to a perhaps excessive five encores at the end of this recital would say their man has met it.
Seeing cross-cultural and cross-generational audiences at performances of “Feathers of Fire” fulfills Rahmanian’s deepest dream: to share his homeland’s rich visual and literary culture with the West.
“intellectual and emotional, earnest and sentimental, complex and heartbreakingly simple.”
A good string quartet, wisdom has it, is like a single instrument with 16 strings. That sort of unity of sound and purpose is a given in any performance by the extraordinary Jerusalem Quartet.
I do believe that music experienced in silence hits a different spot than that experienced in a noisy city; our discoveries are quicker, our ideas more expansive, and our sounds – as well as those we would like to make! – stay undisturbed in our beings. Or, if the only disturbance is hearing an owl by moonlight, no complaints…!
Ms. Cooper sustained attention admirably, adding rhythmic interest with subtle touches of rubato