Guest review by: Donald Rosenberg I hope this doesn’t put us into overtime,” said Marty Merkley, Chautauqua Institution’s vice president and…
By Guest Critic Donald Rosenberg I hope this doesn’t put us into overtime,” said Marty Merkley, Chautauqua Institution’s vice president and…
On Thursday evening, Cuban-born pianist Horacio Gutiérrez, along with conductor Rossen Milanov leading the Chautauqua Symphony Orchestra, demonstrated the power of the pianissimo in a sparkling and propulsive rendering of Beethoven’s Piano Concerto No. 4 in G major, Op. 58.
Pianist Horacio Gutiérrez has performed in Chautauqua four times, but two of those stand out in his mind. His 2008 performance immediately followed a bout of lymphoma. His 2011 performance was the first his wife attended after she was struck by a bus in Miami. Thankfully, Gutiérrez said the circumstances for his return 8:15 p.m. tonight in the Amphitheater are decidedly mundane.
On Thursday evening, the Chautauqua Symphony Orchestra presented two works that were likely unfamiliar to its audience, followed by Dvořák’s nationalistic Symphony No. 6. The ensemble exhibited enthusiasm for Kodály’s suite from Háry János and Bottesini’s first concerto for double bass, and a masterful command of one of symphonic literature’s giants.
Art drives Chautauqua in ways other communities and organizations only dream of, and early Sunday evening, the Institution thanked those who help make the full range of artistic and programmatic offerings found on the grounds possible.
We could have been on dangerous ground, the way they looked, always checking with each other, furtively, quick glances, as if fulfilling a special scheme to perform this concerto, itself a bit of a mystery — create it as it hadn’t quite been heard before during its century-long presence.
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Amit Peled is a multi-sport athlete: He plays basketball and cello. Torn as a teenager between pursuing sports or music, he threw himself toward music, resigning himself to the certainty that he would never be tall enough to play in the NBA.
When violinist-to-be Lenelle Morse went to her friend’s house in third grade, she was not jealous of her Barbies or…