Friday, February 25, 2005

all ye lesser mortals, bow down before mitsuko uchida!

Sorry folks, but I'm going to commit the cardinal blog sin: I'm going to write an entry outlining what I did today. *gasp* It's gonna be one of those:

"Today I did this, today I did that. It rained today. I got wet. I didn't do this, but I did that." Blah blah blah. But it's my blog, so I'm gonna type whatever I want. Ha.

It's not often that I say this, but today's a good day. I had a lecture on Strauss's Elektra, I adore that opera to bits. And then, a lecture on "Symmetry in Music", by my all-time-fav lecturer George Benjamin, who's also an amazing composer (yup, he's alive). Very interesting. And...

I got to watch a Schubert vocal recital by Ian Bostridge and Mitsuko Uchida at the Wigmore Hall!!!! It was sold out, but Cla and James managed to get returned tickets. 18quid for the last row, but it's worth it.

The programme was Die Schone Mullerin, which is my 2nd-favourite Schubert song cycle. And let me tell you, it was excellent. Absolutely amazing. Extremely intense performance. I was on the edge of my seat the entire time with a choked throat, and simply absorbed in the sound world that they've created. It was such a raw and powerful experience. Orgasmic.

There were some funny bits though. Uchida was mouthing the text along with Bostridge the entire time, so it's quite funny seeing two identical changing mouth-shapes and you hear only one voice. And Ian Bostridge! Why, he galloped all over the stage. He only settled down at the last two songs, which was a shame. He sang better when he wasn't moving so much. Those last two songs were technically his best.

That aside, Mitsuko Uchida is not only one of the elite pianists around, she's also a fantastic accompanist. Very, very sensitive accompanying from her. The two of them have this mystical rapport: I can hear them singing/playing as one, and thinking as one.

After listening to her perfect playing *swoons*, with all those subtle changes in colour, faultless technique, overwhelming musicality, and her beautiful singing tone... I'm so inspired to practise piano and do more accompanying work. For now. Heh.

Okay, enough gushing for now. I'm saving it for Saturday: Lou (my classmate who's a brilliant pianist) is gonna play the Shostakovich Piano Concerto with the Strand Ensemble! Programme also includes Debussy's Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun (I THINK) and Mozart's Symphony No.40. All are welcome to drop by at Kings College London, Strand Campus, this Saturday at 730pm. Venue: Great Hall. F-O-C.

Ooohh. I want to watch more concerts! More, more, and MORE! There's the Beethoven Violin Concerto coming up, Magic Flute opera next friday, Bach's St Matthew's Passion, Dvorak's Cello Concerto, and tons more!

Happy, happy, happy.


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