Archive for the ‘Florestan Trio’ Category

Our Italian hero

Posted by Susan Tomes on 3 December 2009 under Concerts, Daily Life, Florestan Trio, Travel  •  Leave a comment

This photo shows me outside the Gulbenkian Foundation in Lisbon, standing beside the poster for the Florestan Trio’s three concerts. On the day after the concerts, Bob and I caught the old tram up the hill of the Alfama district to visit the castle. While we were standing on the crowded tram, Bob’s wallet was […]

Trumpet, my own, blowing

Posted by Susan Tomes on 2 December 2009 under Concerts, Florestan Trio, Reviews  •  Leave a comment

When I got back from Lisbon this afternoon, I looked at my website statistics and saw that an awful lot of people had looked at the website on Saturday while I was away. I realised later that it must have been because of the Guardian’s heart-warming review that day of the Florestan Trio’s Wigmore Hall concert. ‘Every […]

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 […]