Saturday, March 2, 2013

Cellos and art and Amit Peled

Last night my youngest daughter and I went to a cello concert, where we listened to world class artist Amit Peled play. My girl plays cello, so this was a great opportunity for her to see a master at work. I could write about it for a long time, but here's the thing that stuck with me: He played the theme from Schindler's List.

He played it first on a tour of the Midwest, because a woman who organized the events asked him to, especially. He googled the music, thinking at the time that it was kitschy for a classical artist to play a movie theme (though he liked the movie). But as he went over the music he discovered he loved it, and when he played it on the cello last night, it was even more heartbreaking than it is on the violin.

I'm glad that somebody at his level is willing to recognize art wherever it happens. Artists--writers included--are sometimes snobbier than they need to be. We forget that Shakespeare wrote for the masses and opera composers wrote arias hoping that delivery boys would be able to pick them up and sing them in the streets. It was advertising in the days before radio.

I'll close with a YouTube video of Amit Peled playing Prayer by Ernest Bloch. It was his encore number last night. He had a different accompanist in the event I attended (Noreen Polera--the pianist never gets enough credit), but both performances are wonderful.


4 comments:

  1. I love the sound of cello music. Haunting and beautiful.

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  2. Where was this? I am sorry I missed out.

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  3. Michelle, all strings seem to be a direct line to my emotions, but the cello has an especially strong pull--probably because my daughter plays it.

    TTL, it was in the new recital hall at USU, and part of the Wasserman Festival.

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  4. Wow! What a wonderful music, Jolynne! It was a pleasure to listen.
    Thank you for introducing me to this wonderful artist

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Emails from home

Most of our email is pretty mundane. Once in a while, though, the immediate flavor of country life sings amid the shopping lists and communications to the office. Here are some stored on our home computer, written by people in our house and edited for privacy.

Some of the terms are softened for a family audience, but not by much.

9/16/2003
Your evil kitty just woke up your son by urping up a mouse on his lion blankie.

10/13/2005
You know you live in a small town when…

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4/26/2006
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Bad news: We have at least one more.

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