My favorite moments in music performance are those when, as a member of the audience, I am able to make a connection to something personal — something musical that relates to something extra-musical, extending a memory or experience into the present space. Because I want music to be meaningful, it doesn’t take much — I am looking and listening for the connection.
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.
Broadly speaking, all music is in perpetual motion. Even a rest is more like a leap from one note to the next rather than a stop, or it serves as potential energy preparing for dynamic sound to come. But there is that special marking in music scores that drives the point home: moto perpetuo.
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If there is a more quintessentially American experience than watching Thornton Wilder’s Our Town on the Fourth of July, I don’t know what it might be. I was privileged to have that experience on Saturday at the opening of Chautauqua Theater Company’s lively and likable production of Wilder’s 1938 drama.
More often than not, Charlotte Ballet (formerly North Carolina Dance Theatre) searches for a celebratory finish to its summer season with a “Shindig” or the saloon-savvy “Western Symphony” or a decidedly “American in Paris.”
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