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Mr Woods, a friend of Burns
The other day when I was a little early for a meeting I climbed the steps to the Old Calton Burial Ground (see photo) to go and look at the monument to the philosopher David Hume. It's a kind of empty stone cylinder into which the sunlight shines, and is always...
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Smetana’s piano music and the use of ‘vibrato’
A little while ago I wrote something about a piano piece by Robert Schumann, in which he had instructed the player to play 'con accurezza' - with accuracy. It still seems an amusing little moment because of the questions it raises. I came across another such moment...
‘The right tempo for this music’
The other day I was playing through some of Schubert's 'Deutsche Tänze' or German Dances, little dances in triple time which were very popular in Schubert's day. His many 'Deutsche' were clearly designed for practical use, such as someone playing them on the piano...
Flexibility
My remarks about the red daisies which bent, but did not break as the lawn mower passed by, have caused some interesting correspondence. People have pointed out that several old civilisations realised the wisdom of bending in order to avoid breaking. A friend tells...
A rose by any other name
Listening to a jazz radio station as we made dinner, I was surprised to hear the announcer describe every track as ‘a song’, even though the programme was a sequence of purely instrumental tracks. ‘What’s your next song?’ he kept saying to his guest, who’d reply...
Bending vs breaking
Unusual flowers have appeared in our little lawn this year. Violets, which we’ve never seen in the garden before, and daisies which are bright pink or deep red (see photo). When it was time to mow the lawn, we sorrowfully bade them farewell. The lawn was also full of...
Recipe books
I’ve just finished reading ‘Julie and Julia’, an entertaining account of Julie Powell’s year spent cooking her way through Julia Child’s 1961 ‘Mastering the Art of French Cooking’, the book which famously opened the American public’s eyes to the art and style of...
Czech piano trios
This month the Florestan Trio's new disc is out on Hyperion Records. It's a CD of three marvellous Czech piano trios by Smetana, Martinu and Petr Eben. It was a particularly arduous disc to record because all three works - though particularly the Smetana and Martinu -...
Mandate for more of the same
Many thanks to everyone who gave me feedback after my request for same on this blog's first anniversary. In the fevered run-up to this Thursday’s UK General Election, and with political rhetoric ringing in my ears, I’m happy to announce that I have been...
A square of sponge
I played a concert this week and noticed that my page-turner, sitting beside me at the piano, was holding what looked like a generous square of fudge in her left hand. As a fudge fan myself, I didn’t find it hard to imagine why one would wish to have a square of fudge...
Haydn’s Gypsy Rondo trio
A kind person at International Piano magazine has sent me, without comment, a copy of the May/June issue. It turns out to have a survey of recordings of Haydn’s ‘Gypsy Rondo’ piano trio. ‘The Florestan Trio … displays uncommon musical intelligence while refusing to...
Happy birthday, dear website
Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday, dear website, Happy birthday to you! This blog 'went live' one year ago today. To mark the occasion, what better than a photo of the cherry blossom which has just come out in the garden? The first...
Wild Surmise Soufflé
'You're looking at me with a wild surmise!' said Bob as I came into the kitchen. I said I was trying to identify the unusual aroma coming from the oven. 'It's wild garlic', he explained. The clutch of pungent green leaves in this week's organic veg box was a challenge...
Wrong notes versus wrong words
We attended a funeral in a small church this week. As we sat waiting for the service to begin, an organist was stumbling through some well-known hymns, their outlines blurred by a haze of wrong notes. Though I tell myself to lighten up, I find I’m very impatient...
First ducklings of spring
Well, not ducklings, actually, but baby coots seen this afternoon. They were obviously extremely young, and it was difficult to photograph them because they kept zooming and darting about. Their parents kept diving down to look for food, and while they were...