Saturday, June 20, 2015

A Saturday Morning Concert

I am going to a concert!

Would you like to come along with me?

I squeeze the last cup of morning coffee from the pot and gather together my knitting, my glasses, a library book in case I should want to read a few pages in the intermission, and I am off to my PC where the  Berlin Philharmonik orchestra has begun to gather and the seats are filling up.....

The first violinist arrives to applause, and the instruments tune up under his direction.

Ah, - here is the guest soloist, Chistian Tetzlaff.  And the conductor, Sir Simon with his white dandelion hair and baton.

First on the program is Brahms Violin Concerto in D, which has been a great favourite of mine for many years since I first deepened my acquaintance with it to a familiarity, via a CD with Nigel Kennedy and the London Philharmonic.

The orchestra begins, - and now the soloist joins in with great enthusiam, and then great delicacy; fierce in his passion and then tender in the quiet interlude that overtakes the music.  The first movement ends with a sweet solo sentence, sometimes almost a whisper until the orchestra joins in with great vigor, and we are into the Adagio.

The violins are quiet as the clarinets and flutes and oboe carry one gently along into this lovely movement.  And here are the violins again - light and meditative.

I have still not picked up my knitting; this is too beautiful to be distracted with keeping track of a lacy pattern.

After the Adagio the Allegro - joyful, lively, melodic and rythmic.  The camera catches a lady in the audience who is listening intently, but not smiling.  How can one listen and not smile and tap one's foot, I wonder.

The conductor is smiling - all is going well!  There is great applause as the performance comes to an end, and after a number of recalls an encore to an audience and spellbound orchestra (well, they looked spellbound - certainly very appreciative of this fine talent), So moving and beautiful....

In the intermission the artist speaks of his year of residency with the Philharmonic, and interjects wonderful musical examples that don't allow me to tear myself away to think about lunch.  I eventually content myself with a boiled egg and a bit of yogurt!

The intermission over the musicians return and the first violinist does his bit again to make sure all is in harmongy.

The second part of the program is a delight.  The orchestra is expanded with added instruments, - two harps, a tambourine and I think I even caught sight of a Ukulele!  A lovely program of Claude DeBussy's Images for Orchestra - a Gigue, a Ronde of Springtime, Iberia, and Les Parfums of the Night.

It ended with George Enescu's Romanian Rhapsody, introduced by the trombones.  A little wild and wonderful, inviting visions of twirling gypsies in long skirts and flowing hair.  Everybody busy and caught up in this passionate music - nobody sitting idly awaiting a cue to play.....

Before the audience dispersed and the orchestra left the stage Sir Simon Rattle made a short farewell speech in German, and I could only guess at what he was saying, but concluded that the Flautist, who I have admired since I first became aware of the Digital Concert Hall, was retiring.

There was more great applause, beautiful flowers and he replied most graciously, I presume, 
and with humour.  I shall miss him...

A lovely way to spend a Saturday morning 
and here are just a few moments of this wonderful music
for your pleasure.


The Weaver of Grass said...

Hildred, I amjust speechless at your ability to fill every day with something which you enjoy - and in this case love. I take my hat off to you.
At one time Sir Simon used to conduct the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra - I have seen him in action in those days - before his dandelion hair.

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

"Weaver" above says it very well. You do have a remarkable ability to find something joyful in every day.

I also love the way you use technology to enhance life's pleasures. It is hard to have patience with people my age or even younger who say that it is too hard to use a computer -- or that there is nothing of interest there for them (while at the same time complaining that they are bored or lonely or sad that they can't do what they could do when they were younger).

There is so much available to us these days!

Barb said...

Your love of music is passed to the rest of us with such joy. Isn't it amazing that we can now enjoy some of our favorite pursuits by watching and listening on the computer? This afternoon, Bob and I are attending a concert in the Riverwalk Center downtown. Our friend who is a retired radiologist and plays the trombone is playing in the orchestra. I want to tell you that I love the flax is your header. I am throwing out seeds in hopes of getting some.