Showing posts with label piano. Show all posts
Showing posts with label piano. Show all posts

Wednesday, 13 March 2013

Piano practice





I found this while clearing out my emails.
Flex your fingers while the ad is on,
it's worth the wait.

Wednesday, 3 October 2012

All together now



Sometimes the car radio supplies the perfect soundtrack.
Only last week I had been telling my son,
as we wandered around Leicester Square, 
that this had once been
an enormous roosting spot for starlings.
A murmuration of starlings,
once a common enough sight,
is now a rarity.
Today as I drove away from the supermarket car park
I had a tantalising reminder...
a local flock of starlings whirled, divided
and regrouped as this began to play -



Monday, 14 November 2011

A lovely Monday interlude



Every dull November 14th morning,


should start with a live performance
of Rachmaninoff's Cello Sonata in G minor
in the comfort of your own home.



Today would have been my dad's birthday.
He had a good ear but no formal tuition
and played the old Broadwood upright from memory
with big crashing octave chords in the bass for added oomph.


Here his youngest grandson entertained us in similar fashion
about eighteen years ago.


Tuesday, 5 July 2011

As seen






Less silvered than Cathy's, 
more like old green glass.

Tuesday, 21 June 2011

Flying with Mozart






 It's a good thing the day is long,
there is much to do ...

Enjoying this rush of wind under my wings,
the Rondo Allegro at 04:19.

Tuesday, 22 February 2011

A lovely morning interlude*






because it isn't all errant electricians,
leaky plumbing
and Black Mould round here.


Sometimes people just offer to come and play
Fauré and Saint-Saëns 
'if you wouldn't mind',
before a return-to-the-concert-platform event
following surgery.


*See also A lovely evening interlude



Friday, 2 July 2010

Bowing out



After twelve years


with this great teacher and friend



we reached the final lesson tonight.




It started here -



and finished with this.

It seems to me that a spirited Prelude 
in a sad key perfectly represents
my mixed feelings about this stage of life
which is all about endings and beginnings.

Rachmaninov composed this at the age of 19.
O. will play it at his Leavers' concert tomorrow aged 18.


Wednesday, 18 February 2009

Fidelio



The London Lyric Opera, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra,
Philharmonia Chorus
and Queen's College Chapel Choir -




some of whom came here between rehearsals and performance,
for a meal and
 
Special House Hot chocolate and
somewhere to dress. 
It was lovely to meet them and the concert was magnificent.
I don't know how they fit it all in with their studies.
Next stop Amiens in March.

Friday, 21 November 2008

The piano lesson





Tonight it was Bach and Gershwin.
It's been eleven years with Thomas now.


Here's where it all started.