Tate Saint Ives, which we visited on August 11, 2008, two years ago today.
Tate Saint Ives is not a good building, and not a good museum.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Tate Saint Ives
Tate Saint Ives, which we visited on August 11, 2008, two years ago today.
Tate Saint Ives is not a good building, and not a good museum.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Saint Michael's Mount
Saint Michael’s Mount off the coast of Cornwall, which we visited two years ago today, on August 10, 2008.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Klagenfurt Rathaus
It was one year ago today, on August 7, 2009, that Andrew and I, my parents, and my brother and sister visited Klagenfurt, one of Europe’s most beautiful—and most undiscovered—cities.
The photograph below shows Klagenfurt’s Rathaus, situated in a former palace belonging to some long-forgotten Carpathian noble family.
I would like to back to Klagenfurt, too.
The photograph below shows Klagenfurt’s Rathaus, situated in a former palace belonging to some long-forgotten Carpathian noble family.
I would like to back to Klagenfurt, too.
Salisbury Cathedral
It was two years ago today, on August 7, 2008, that Andrew and I, Andrew’s parents, Andrew’s brother, Alex, and my sister visited Salisbury Cathedral.
For Andrew and Alex, it was their third visit to Salisbury Cathedral since 2002. For Andrew’s parents, it was their first visit to Salisbury Cathedral in many, many years.
For my sister and me, however, Salisbury Cathedral was entirely uncharted ground. We were eager to see and to visit this landmark Early English Gothic cathedral portrayed in so many beloved John Constable paintings.
We were not disappointed.
I found Salisbury Cathedral to be the highlight of our 2008 trip.
We devoted an entire day to visiting everything within the Salisbury Cathedral Close. We slowly walked around the entire close, admiring the great structure from all vantage points. We went inside and took a guided tour of the cathedral’s vast interior. After the tour, we remained inside the cathedral for another couple of hours, exploring monuments and chapels on our own. We ate lunch in the cathedral refectory, an excellent restaurant. We visited the Salisbury Cathedral Cloisters, the largest and most elaborate cloisters in Britain. We visited the Salisbury Cathedral Chapter House (and examined one of four surviving copies of the original Magna Carta). We took a second guided tour, which escorted us through inner passageways leading up to the cathedral’s roof, from which we enjoyed marvelous views from the cathedral’s ramparts. At the end of the afternoon, we slowly walked around the close a second time, admiring the structure under different light conditions.
It was a glorious, even inspiring, day.
The singular feature of Salisbury Cathedral is that it is a unified work of art, very unusual for English cathedrals. Because the cathedral was built in a comparatively brief period of time (construction required less than a century), the cathedral is a very pure and a very noble example of Early English Gothic, unobstructed by changing architectural fashion and unaltered by later—and inconsistent—architectural overlays. With the highest spire in England (and the only pre-1400 spire still standing anywhere in the world), Salisbury Cathedral is a remarkable structure, one of the greatest and most beautiful buildings on the planet.
I can understand why Andrew and Alex like to return again and again to Salisbury Cathedral.
I would like to go back again soon.
For Andrew and Alex, it was their third visit to Salisbury Cathedral since 2002. For Andrew’s parents, it was their first visit to Salisbury Cathedral in many, many years.
For my sister and me, however, Salisbury Cathedral was entirely uncharted ground. We were eager to see and to visit this landmark Early English Gothic cathedral portrayed in so many beloved John Constable paintings.
We were not disappointed.
I found Salisbury Cathedral to be the highlight of our 2008 trip.
We devoted an entire day to visiting everything within the Salisbury Cathedral Close. We slowly walked around the entire close, admiring the great structure from all vantage points. We went inside and took a guided tour of the cathedral’s vast interior. After the tour, we remained inside the cathedral for another couple of hours, exploring monuments and chapels on our own. We ate lunch in the cathedral refectory, an excellent restaurant. We visited the Salisbury Cathedral Cloisters, the largest and most elaborate cloisters in Britain. We visited the Salisbury Cathedral Chapter House (and examined one of four surviving copies of the original Magna Carta). We took a second guided tour, which escorted us through inner passageways leading up to the cathedral’s roof, from which we enjoyed marvelous views from the cathedral’s ramparts. At the end of the afternoon, we slowly walked around the close a second time, admiring the structure under different light conditions.
It was a glorious, even inspiring, day.
The singular feature of Salisbury Cathedral is that it is a unified work of art, very unusual for English cathedrals. Because the cathedral was built in a comparatively brief period of time (construction required less than a century), the cathedral is a very pure and a very noble example of Early English Gothic, unobstructed by changing architectural fashion and unaltered by later—and inconsistent—architectural overlays. With the highest spire in England (and the only pre-1400 spire still standing anywhere in the world), Salisbury Cathedral is a remarkable structure, one of the greatest and most beautiful buildings on the planet.
I can understand why Andrew and Alex like to return again and again to Salisbury Cathedral.
I would like to go back again soon.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Arundel Cathedral And Arundel Castle
Two years ago today, on August 5, 2008, we visited Arundel.
The town of Arundel lies on the banks of The River Arun. On hills high above the town are situated Arundel’s two most notable landmarks, Arundel Cathedral and Arundel Castle.
We visited Arundel Cathedral, a beautiful 19th-Century recreation of a French Gothic cathedral, in the morning.
In the afternoon, we visited Arundel Castle, the second-largest castle in the British Isles and home of the Howard family, Britain’s most exalted and most distinguished family after The Royal Family. Arundel Castle, when it is open to the public, is open only during afternoon hours.
Arundel is not a large town, and it appears not to receive large numbers of foreign visitors, perhaps because it is somewhat out-of-the-way.
There were very few visitors to Arundel Cathedral on the morning of our visit and, based upon accents we overheard, no visitors but ourselves were Americans.
Arundel Castle, with very constricted hours, had a significant number of visitors on the afternoon of our visit, but all appeared to be British. We heard no American accents—and no persons speaking German or French—during an entire afternoon exploring Arundel Castle.
Portions of the castle very seldom open to the public were open on the afternoon of our visit, and we suspected that the large number of British visitors was a function of the special opening.
The town of Arundel lies on the banks of The River Arun. On hills high above the town are situated Arundel’s two most notable landmarks, Arundel Cathedral and Arundel Castle.
We visited Arundel Cathedral, a beautiful 19th-Century recreation of a French Gothic cathedral, in the morning.
In the afternoon, we visited Arundel Castle, the second-largest castle in the British Isles and home of the Howard family, Britain’s most exalted and most distinguished family after The Royal Family. Arundel Castle, when it is open to the public, is open only during afternoon hours.
Arundel is not a large town, and it appears not to receive large numbers of foreign visitors, perhaps because it is somewhat out-of-the-way.
There were very few visitors to Arundel Cathedral on the morning of our visit and, based upon accents we overheard, no visitors but ourselves were Americans.
Arundel Castle, with very constricted hours, had a significant number of visitors on the afternoon of our visit, but all appeared to be British. We heard no American accents—and no persons speaking German or French—during an entire afternoon exploring Arundel Castle.
Portions of the castle very seldom open to the public were open on the afternoon of our visit, and we suspected that the large number of British visitors was a function of the special opening.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Lamb House
It was on August 4, 2008, exactly two years ago today, that Andrew and I, Andrew’s parents, Andrew’s brother, Alex, and my sister spent a delightful day in the English market town of Rye.
I loved Rye, a very ancient and very charming town with attractions sufficient to justify the devotion of one day and two nights.
We saw everything worth seeing in Rye, including Lamb House, residence of two famous novelists.
I quote the following from Andrew’s description of Lamb House.
Lamb House is of interest primarily to lovers of literature. Henry James wrote his mature novels at Lamb House. E.F. Benson not only wrote his “Lucia” novels at Lamb House, but he had his heroine actually reside there. It was from Lamb House that the worshipful Lucia governed the inhabitants of Tilling, making them come to her various soirees and dinners, and making them listen to her butcher the first movement of Beethoven’s “Moonlight” Sonata over and over. It was at Lamb House that Lucia played the piano duets of “Celestial Mozartino” with Georgie, plotted against Miss Mapp, guarded her secret recipe, Lobster A La Risholme, and started The War Of The Chintz Roses. It was also from Lamb House that Lucia placed her successful stock trades with her London banker, Mammoncash And Company.
Someday I shall have to read the six “Lucia” novels. Andrew insists that they are among the most amusing comic novels ever written.
Andrew’s parents spent part of their honeymoon in Rye. Our 2008 visit was their first return to Rye in thirty-five years—and they insisted that in 2008 Rye looked exactly as it had looked in 1973.
According to Andrew’s parents, only the prices had changed over the intervening years.
I loved Rye, a very ancient and very charming town with attractions sufficient to justify the devotion of one day and two nights.
We saw everything worth seeing in Rye, including Lamb House, residence of two famous novelists.
I quote the following from Andrew’s description of Lamb House.
Lamb House is of interest primarily to lovers of literature. Henry James wrote his mature novels at Lamb House. E.F. Benson not only wrote his “Lucia” novels at Lamb House, but he had his heroine actually reside there. It was from Lamb House that the worshipful Lucia governed the inhabitants of Tilling, making them come to her various soirees and dinners, and making them listen to her butcher the first movement of Beethoven’s “Moonlight” Sonata over and over. It was at Lamb House that Lucia played the piano duets of “Celestial Mozartino” with Georgie, plotted against Miss Mapp, guarded her secret recipe, Lobster A La Risholme, and started The War Of The Chintz Roses. It was also from Lamb House that Lucia placed her successful stock trades with her London banker, Mammoncash And Company.
Someday I shall have to read the six “Lucia” novels. Andrew insists that they are among the most amusing comic novels ever written.
Andrew’s parents spent part of their honeymoon in Rye. Our 2008 visit was their first return to Rye in thirty-five years—and they insisted that in 2008 Rye looked exactly as it had looked in 1973.
According to Andrew’s parents, only the prices had changed over the intervening years.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Saint James's Palace
Saint James’s Palace on Pall Mall, which Andrew and I—as well as my sister and Andrew’s brother, Alex—visited on August 2, 2008, two years ago today.
It was my second visit to Saint James’s Palace. Andrew and I—as well as Alex and Andrew’s parents—had previously visited Saint James’s Palace in September 2007.
Crud In Iowa City
Whenever Andrew’s father observes people say or do something idiotic, he invariably shakes his head and says, “We live in a nation of morons.”
I think of Andrew’s father’s aphorism whenever I view twitter accounts of college basketball players.
I, like many others that follow college sports, have relentlessly poked fun of late at twitter accounts of college basketball players. As a general rule, I believe it may safely be stated that only the dumbest of college basketball players tweet, which is why it has recently become fashionable for sports fans to read these grimy tweets and widely poke fun at them as well as at the persons composing them.
College basketball players that tweet seem especially prone to stupidity—which they display publicly and incessantly, on a continuously-updated basis—as well as baseness. I have yet to see a twitter account of a college basketball player that was not produced by an utter moron—and a total piece of crud.
It is basketball players at unsuccessful, down-market programs that seem to produce the most offensive—and certainly the dumbest—tweets.
It is pretty hard for a major university to lose money on a men's basketball program, but there are seven unprofitable men's basketball programs at major universities, the most conspicuous of which is the University Of Iowa, which lost $1.5 million on its men’s basketball program last year.
I can see why the University Of Iowa men’s basketball program is one of only a handful of B.C.S. basketball programs drowning in red ink: the program has gone totally down-market, populated by down-market players and down-market coaches. The program has lost its appeal—and, deservedly, loss of the fan base has followed.
Attendance figures for last season were gruesome: an average of 5,150 persons showed up for last season’s home games in an arena accommodating 15,500 persons. According to the Cedar Rapids Gazette, there were home games in Iowa City last season in which fewer than 2,000 persons were in attendance, a figure on par with high school games at mid-size high schools throughout the country.
This is as it should be. The Iowa program is entirely smelly at present. It deserves support from no quarter.
Sports fans, consciously or unconsciously, do not support bad programs. They withhold their loyalty, their dedication—and their dollars. And the Iowa program in its current state is certainly entitled to nothing but scorn.
In addition to losing fans, the Iowa program is also losing out on the state’s finest native athletes. The cream of Iowa’s instate players now looks elsewhere, to out-of-state rivals, to play for successful—and clean—programs like Wisconsin’s rather than be associated with the Iowa program, which now evinces a distinct disreputable rub. It makes no sense for smart high school players from Iowa to remain instate and play for down-market Fran McCaffery when they can go across the border and play for Bo Ryan in Madison.
Sadly, the Iowa program has not yet hit bottom.
Things will go from bad to worse in Iowa City over the next few years because the current Iowa basketball coach goes after players that other schools, for reasons academic and otherwise, would never touch with a ten-foot pole.
A prime example is Melsahn Basabe, an incoming Iowa player that received scholarship offers from only three other schools, none in a B.C.S. conference. Many schools looked at Basabe, apparently a genuine rough talent, but only three schools offered scholarships. All other schools took a pass, since Basabe is precisely the type of student athlete that reputable universities do not want.
Basabe’s twitter account—a total hoot, one of the funniest (and most embarrassing if not outright disturbing) things available on the worldwide web—demonstrates precisely what kind of person he is.
Basabe is conspicuously dumb. His stupidity is probably his defining characteristic. He is so profoundly brain-challenged, he appears to be utterly incapable of embarrassment.
Below are a few excerpts, taken from Basabe’s most recent 100 tweets.
“Since when has it become cool to get shoot, and not shoot back.”
Yes, indeed—and does not everyone ask oneself that question, and often? I certainly do, especially when encountering misusage of verb forms.
“Just downloaded a mixtape of all sex tracks . . .i know yalll proud.”
Yes, indeed—“proud” was certainly the first word that came to my mind. And it is always essential for athletes to alert the public about any pronounced fondness for pornography.
“Working on my speach.”
And I hope Basabe is working on his spelling, too—in another tweet, this moron also spelled “know” as “knoe”—as well as continuing to devote serious attention to elementary verb forms.
“ill nail you, fish scale, that on the scale boo, run a train on your girl then derail you."
Ah, there’s nothing more civilized than a little gang rape banter, is there? Basabe, a creep with a sex problem, will fit right in at the University Of Iowa, where Pierre Pierce and numerous football players—those already convicted as well as those currently awaiting trial—paved the way for acceptance of such behavior.
“alcholod edu is in the way between me and the end of summer school…This is stupid, I don’t need this information”
I’d review this sentiment if I were Basabe (as well as continue to work on basic grade-school spelling projects). In fact, Basabe may want to repeat that alcohol abuse course three or four times, perhaps more—and consider taking teammate Matt Gatens with him, too. Gatens has been a fixture of the Iowa City bar scene since high school, habitually engaging in underage (and unlawful) drinking in public bars even before entering college—and Iowa City law-enforcement authorities (and bar owners) have deliberately looked the other way for years.
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If I were Sally Mason, President of the University Of Iowa, I would be having a cow over twitter accounts and facebook accounts of University Of Iowa athletes. The athletes are bringing disrepute upon themselves, they are bringing disrepute upon the athletics department, and they are bringing disrepute upon the university.
Basabe’s twitter account, bad as it is, is far from the worst of twitter and facebook accounts belonging to University Of Iowa athletes. Indeed, Basabe’s crude rantings are mild compared to a few others I have seen.
This deplorable behavior is happening on Sally Mason’s watch. It has become an inherent, integral and longstanding part of Iowa athletics. It is becoming part of Mason’s—and the university’s—legacy.
And this behavior is not admirable. It is not acceptable. It cannot be tolerated by a reputable institution of higher learning.
And people are watching.
And people are talking.
I think of Andrew’s father’s aphorism whenever I view twitter accounts of college basketball players.
I, like many others that follow college sports, have relentlessly poked fun of late at twitter accounts of college basketball players. As a general rule, I believe it may safely be stated that only the dumbest of college basketball players tweet, which is why it has recently become fashionable for sports fans to read these grimy tweets and widely poke fun at them as well as at the persons composing them.
College basketball players that tweet seem especially prone to stupidity—which they display publicly and incessantly, on a continuously-updated basis—as well as baseness. I have yet to see a twitter account of a college basketball player that was not produced by an utter moron—and a total piece of crud.
It is basketball players at unsuccessful, down-market programs that seem to produce the most offensive—and certainly the dumbest—tweets.
It is pretty hard for a major university to lose money on a men's basketball program, but there are seven unprofitable men's basketball programs at major universities, the most conspicuous of which is the University Of Iowa, which lost $1.5 million on its men’s basketball program last year.
I can see why the University Of Iowa men’s basketball program is one of only a handful of B.C.S. basketball programs drowning in red ink: the program has gone totally down-market, populated by down-market players and down-market coaches. The program has lost its appeal—and, deservedly, loss of the fan base has followed.
Attendance figures for last season were gruesome: an average of 5,150 persons showed up for last season’s home games in an arena accommodating 15,500 persons. According to the Cedar Rapids Gazette, there were home games in Iowa City last season in which fewer than 2,000 persons were in attendance, a figure on par with high school games at mid-size high schools throughout the country.
This is as it should be. The Iowa program is entirely smelly at present. It deserves support from no quarter.
Sports fans, consciously or unconsciously, do not support bad programs. They withhold their loyalty, their dedication—and their dollars. And the Iowa program in its current state is certainly entitled to nothing but scorn.
In addition to losing fans, the Iowa program is also losing out on the state’s finest native athletes. The cream of Iowa’s instate players now looks elsewhere, to out-of-state rivals, to play for successful—and clean—programs like Wisconsin’s rather than be associated with the Iowa program, which now evinces a distinct disreputable rub. It makes no sense for smart high school players from Iowa to remain instate and play for down-market Fran McCaffery when they can go across the border and play for Bo Ryan in Madison.
Sadly, the Iowa program has not yet hit bottom.
Things will go from bad to worse in Iowa City over the next few years because the current Iowa basketball coach goes after players that other schools, for reasons academic and otherwise, would never touch with a ten-foot pole.
A prime example is Melsahn Basabe, an incoming Iowa player that received scholarship offers from only three other schools, none in a B.C.S. conference. Many schools looked at Basabe, apparently a genuine rough talent, but only three schools offered scholarships. All other schools took a pass, since Basabe is precisely the type of student athlete that reputable universities do not want.
Basabe’s twitter account—a total hoot, one of the funniest (and most embarrassing if not outright disturbing) things available on the worldwide web—demonstrates precisely what kind of person he is.
Basabe is conspicuously dumb. His stupidity is probably his defining characteristic. He is so profoundly brain-challenged, he appears to be utterly incapable of embarrassment.
Like others, I have immensely enjoyed reading college sports fans as they have mercilessly poked fun at Basabe’s extraordinarily-low SAT scores. I have immensely enjoyed watching video interviews with Basabe, as the interviews have demonstrated, without question, that Basabe, does not have the brains God gave a rubber duck.
It is Basabe’s twitter account, however, that takes the cake.
Basabe's twitter account provides a rich source of amusement, a constant reminder that there are unaccountably stupid people in this world, people with which the rest of us are forced to share this planet.
Simply put, Basabe’s tweets demonstrate that he is a moron beyond compare.
Basabe’s tweets also provide evidence that Basabe is a crud and a jerk, destined to lead a very non-productive life (and one unlikely to be free from incarceration at some point).Below are a few excerpts, taken from Basabe’s most recent 100 tweets.
“Since when has it become cool to get shoot, and not shoot back.”
Yes, indeed—and does not everyone ask oneself that question, and often? I certainly do, especially when encountering misusage of verb forms.
“Just downloaded a mixtape of all sex tracks . . .i know yalll proud.”
Yes, indeed—“proud” was certainly the first word that came to my mind. And it is always essential for athletes to alert the public about any pronounced fondness for pornography.
“Working on my speach.”
And I hope Basabe is working on his spelling, too—in another tweet, this moron also spelled “know” as “knoe”—as well as continuing to devote serious attention to elementary verb forms.
“ill nail you, fish scale, that on the scale boo, run a train on your girl then derail you."
Ah, there’s nothing more civilized than a little gang rape banter, is there? Basabe, a creep with a sex problem, will fit right in at the University Of Iowa, where Pierre Pierce and numerous football players—those already convicted as well as those currently awaiting trial—paved the way for acceptance of such behavior.
“alcholod edu is in the way between me and the end of summer school…This is stupid, I don’t need this information”
I’d review this sentiment if I were Basabe (as well as continue to work on basic grade-school spelling projects). In fact, Basabe may want to repeat that alcohol abuse course three or four times, perhaps more—and consider taking teammate Matt Gatens with him, too. Gatens has been a fixture of the Iowa City bar scene since high school, habitually engaging in underage (and unlawful) drinking in public bars even before entering college—and Iowa City law-enforcement authorities (and bar owners) have deliberately looked the other way for years.
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If I were Sally Mason, President of the University Of Iowa, I would be having a cow over twitter accounts and facebook accounts of University Of Iowa athletes. The athletes are bringing disrepute upon themselves, they are bringing disrepute upon the athletics department, and they are bringing disrepute upon the university.
Basabe’s twitter account, bad as it is, is far from the worst of twitter and facebook accounts belonging to University Of Iowa athletes. Indeed, Basabe’s crude rantings are mild compared to a few others I have seen.
This deplorable behavior is happening on Sally Mason’s watch. It has become an inherent, integral and longstanding part of Iowa athletics. It is becoming part of Mason’s—and the university’s—legacy.
And this behavior is not admirable. It is not acceptable. It cannot be tolerated by a reputable institution of higher learning.
And people are watching.
And people are talking.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
My Final Updated List
Since I last updated my list of orchestra concerts Andrew and I have attended together, we have attended another nine concerts.
In the order we attended them, the nine concerts are listed below.
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Boston Symphony
Symphony Hall
Boston
Vasily Petrenko, Conductor
Stravinsky: Scherzo Fantastique
Rachmaninoff: The Isle Of The Dead
Shostakovich: Symphony No. 10
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The Handel And Haydn Society
Symphony Hall
Boston
Jean-Christophe Spinosi, Conductor
Andreas Scholl, Countertenor
Vivaldi: “La Fida Ninfa” Overture
Vivaldi: “Cessate, Omai Cessate” Cantata
Vivaldi: “Al Santo Sepolcro” Sinfonia
Handel: Arias From “Giulio Cesare” And “Giustino”
Vivaldi: “Filiae Maestae Jerusalem”
Vivaldi: Stabat Mater
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Berlin Philharmonic
Symphony Hall
Boston
Simon Rattle, Conductor
Brahms: Symphony No. 3
Schoenberg: Music To Accompany A Motion Picture Scene
Brahms: Symphony No. 4
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Boston Symphony
Symphony Hall
Boston
Bernard Haitink, Conductor
James Galway, Flute
The Women Of The Tanglewood Festival Chorus
Debussy: Nocturnes
Ibert: Flute Concerto
Brahms: Symphony No. 1
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Boston Symphony
Symphony Hall
Boston
Christoph Dohnanyi, Conductor
Frank Peter Zimmermann, Violin
Bartok: Divertimento For String Orchestra
Martinu: Violin Concerto No. 2
Dvorak: Symphony No. 8
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Boston Symphony
Symphony Hall
Boston
Colin Davis, Conductor
Nikolaj Znaider, Violin
Mozart: Symphony No. 38 (“Prague”)
Elgar: Violin Concerto
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Concertgebouw Orchestra Of Amsterdam
Kennedy Center Concert Hall
Washington
Mariss Jansons, Conductor
Janine Jansen, Violin
Sibelius: Violin Concerto
Rachmaninoff: Symphony No. 2
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Leipzig Gewandhaus Orchestra
Symphony Hall
Boston
Riccardo Chailly, Conductor
Louis Lortie, Piano
Beethoven: Piano Concerto No. 5 (“Emperor”)
Beethoven: Symphony No. 7
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Cleveland Orchestra
Severance Hall
Cleveland
Franz Welser-Most, Conductor
Bruckner: Symphony No. 8
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The Leipzig and Cleveland concerts were extraordinary, the Berlin and Amsterdam concerts disappointing.
In the order we attended them, the nine concerts are listed below.
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Boston Symphony
Symphony Hall
Boston
Vasily Petrenko, Conductor
Stravinsky: Scherzo Fantastique
Rachmaninoff: The Isle Of The Dead
Shostakovich: Symphony No. 10
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The Handel And Haydn Society
Symphony Hall
Boston
Jean-Christophe Spinosi, Conductor
Andreas Scholl, Countertenor
Vivaldi: “La Fida Ninfa” Overture
Vivaldi: “Cessate, Omai Cessate” Cantata
Vivaldi: “Al Santo Sepolcro” Sinfonia
Handel: Arias From “Giulio Cesare” And “Giustino”
Vivaldi: “Filiae Maestae Jerusalem”
Vivaldi: Stabat Mater
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Berlin Philharmonic
Symphony Hall
Boston
Simon Rattle, Conductor
Brahms: Symphony No. 3
Schoenberg: Music To Accompany A Motion Picture Scene
Brahms: Symphony No. 4
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Boston Symphony
Symphony Hall
Boston
Bernard Haitink, Conductor
James Galway, Flute
The Women Of The Tanglewood Festival Chorus
Debussy: Nocturnes
Ibert: Flute Concerto
Brahms: Symphony No. 1
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Boston Symphony
Symphony Hall
Boston
Christoph Dohnanyi, Conductor
Frank Peter Zimmermann, Violin
Bartok: Divertimento For String Orchestra
Martinu: Violin Concerto No. 2
Dvorak: Symphony No. 8
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Boston Symphony
Symphony Hall
Boston
Colin Davis, Conductor
Nikolaj Znaider, Violin
Mozart: Symphony No. 38 (“Prague”)
Elgar: Violin Concerto
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Concertgebouw Orchestra Of Amsterdam
Kennedy Center Concert Hall
Washington
Mariss Jansons, Conductor
Janine Jansen, Violin
Sibelius: Violin Concerto
Rachmaninoff: Symphony No. 2
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Leipzig Gewandhaus Orchestra
Symphony Hall
Boston
Riccardo Chailly, Conductor
Louis Lortie, Piano
Beethoven: Piano Concerto No. 5 (“Emperor”)
Beethoven: Symphony No. 7
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Cleveland Orchestra
Severance Hall
Cleveland
Franz Welser-Most, Conductor
Bruckner: Symphony No. 8
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The Leipzig and Cleveland concerts were extraordinary, the Berlin and Amsterdam concerts disappointing.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
The Four Temperaments
"The Four Temperaments", a supreme example of 20th-Century Classicism, choreography by George Balanchine (1946) to an original score by Paul Hindemith (1940).
