Archive for the ‘Musings’ Category

The changing popularity of accents

Posted by Susan Tomes on 9 December 2009 under Books, Daily Life, Musings  •  Leave a comment

Here are Eva Hoffman, Janice Galloway and me at the Royal Festival Hall discussing what it’s like to write about music and musicians. Janice got us all laughing, and it turned into a fun evening. We three speakers all said something about why we wanted to write about music; we read extracts from our books, [...]

Playing from memory

Posted by Susan Tomes on 7 December 2009 under Concerts, Musings, Travel  •  30 Comments

On Saturday night I gave a solo recital in Cambridge. It was unexpectedly enjoyable because of the audience’s warm response. Even in this season of coughs and colds, they kept utterly silent while I was playing (which has not always been the case elsewhere this winter). Every audience has its own character, and this audience [...]

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 [...]