Sadly, no such thing happend...now, that would have been something to write about!!!
I just moved from the Auld Reekie to the Big Smoke... Or for those of you not from round here from here :
to here:
I won't bore you with horror details of the move, just take my advice: if you are thinking of moving, unless it is a matter of life and death...forget it!!!!
As to Edinburgh.... I will always love it and although there is not a drop of Scottish blood in my veins, there will always be a wee corner of my heart which has become Scottish and will stay that way forever :-)
I don't know if i will ever love London.... it will never have the spicy homey smell of malt... it will always be dusty and crowded ...or maybe i am just too provicial... i guess, in the end i will learn to live with it. And whenever i will find myself disliking something about it, i will just keep reminding myself that at least i adore one part of it, which is the ROH :-)
Inbetween the boxes and the stress there was music, because there was the Festival! It began with Hvorostovsky, but luckily it didn't end there: there was the London Symphony Orchestra, Gergiev and the fascinating Prokofiev, Leonidas Kavakos and Tatjana Vassiljeva, there was the BBC Scottish Symphony Orchestra, Ilan Volkov, Ades and Messiaen, there was Christine Schafer. I promise to come back to them and tell you all about it. I am sorry, it will be old news by then, but at least it will be good news.
It was a long, long and pretty cold summer, in which i terribly missed the warm voice of Jonas Kaufmann. The radiobroadcast of the Montpellier concert with Nathalie Dessay provided some relief and i wrote and wrote and wrote about it (unfortunately in every prossible language but English and not in my own blog :-( I wish i was a less distracted person! I might try and at least leave here a post with links to some of my digressions on the subject). The preview on his upcoming Romeo next year was amazing to say the least! Even I was surprised by the utter sweetness, tenderness and dreamlike quality of his love duet with Juliet!!! And the bits from Manon with Nathalie almost drove me to buying a Lottery ticket in the hope of being able to make that trip to Chicago... Alas, i am poorer then ever (a move does that to one's budget!) but thanks to generous American sponsors we all will be able to indulge in the premiere of the event via radio ( check out Marion's page for details). I will stop myself from going on about the subject, but don't worry, you will not be dissapointed! as i am sure rivers will flow from my pen after the broadcast :-)
But i did say i was back in business and i am still talking in past tense...
Yesterday night the moving blues gave way to joy thanks to my personal kick off of the London music season. In this post i will just say one name: Joyce DiDonato!
PS Thanks so very very much to everyone who showed, told, wrote me their support and sorry if i was a pain from time to time...it is all over now :-) And thanks to all of you, i didn't jump of a bridge, down a hill or even down the waaay to narrow stairs of my house ;-)))
