Archive for November 2009

Catering van fantasies

Posted by Susan Tomes on 29 November 2009 under Daily Life, Florestan Trio, Musings  •  Leave a comment

Bob and I went for a walk on Wimbledon Common. A film crew must have been working nearby, because several of their vans were parked there. Outside the catering van, a large table had been set up in the open air, beautifully laid with plates of cakes and muffins, pots of coffee, and even two [...]

Watkins Sandwich

Posted by Susan Tomes on 26 November 2009 under Concerts, Florestan Trio, Musings  •  2 Comments

A memorable evening last night at Wigmore Hall. We’ve played in a few less-than-ideal acoustics recently (some too resonant, some too dry) so it was a real pleasure to hear the sound ringing through the air of the Wigmore Hall. Such an acoustic actually makes the performers feel inspired to dig out every last detail, [...]

In the lamplight

Posted by Susan Tomes on 25 November 2009 under Concerts, Daily Life, Florestan Trio, Musings  •  Leave a comment

We went to Cambridge to play a concert in Peterhouse, the oldest and smallest of Cambridge University’s colleges. Our travel plans had gone awry, and we arrived an hour late and a bit agitated. Dusk was falling, and by the time we finished our rehearsal it was dark. We went out for a bite to [...]

Bushes and briars

Posted by Susan Tomes on 23 November 2009 under Florestan Trio, Reviews  •  1 Comment

The critics of Gramophone magazine have been choosing their favourite discs of the year for the December issue, and Peter Quantrill has chosen the Florestan Trio’s latest disc, of Haydn Trios (volume 2), as his personal favourite of 2009.  He writes:
‘I can’t remember a disc of more good, serious fun than the envoi to Haydn Year [...]

Territorial display

Posted by Susan Tomes on 22 November 2009 under Daily Life, Florestan Trio, Musings  •  1 Comment

We were rehearsing this week in the home of a friend who keeps a pet canary in a cage in the kitchen. The canary was silent as we arrived and sat round the table, chatting and drinking coffee. But as soon as we went next door, picked up our instruments and started to play, the canary [...]