Holy cow, I wrote a book!
Last night I attended the
Northwest Mahler Festival's
performance of Mahler's Second Symphony
The concert opened with
Copland's El Salón México
and Barber's Prayers of Kierkegaard.
[Typo fixed 12:30pm]
The Copland was kind of shaky,
in a way that I couldn't quite put a finger on.
The wind balance seemed a bit off, and
it somehow didn't seem to "come together".
By contrast, my knowledge of the Barber was zero,
so they could've pulled out kazoos and I wouldn't've
know that something was amiss.
The Mahler demands quite a bit from
both the woodwind and brass sections,
but I was relieved to find that
the tricky problem of getting them
to play friendly appeared to be nonexistent.
The Mahler "came together".
(Well, duh, this is the Northwest Mahler Festival,
I was so at ease with it that I started to ignore the occasional
Performances of Mahler symphonies have a significant visual component.
It's always a blast to see the clarinets playing "Schalltrichter auf",
and for the Second, I was oddly fascinated by the rute.
(I think my favorite Mahler percussion instrument is the "large hammer
striking a wooden block" from the Sixth Symphony.
When you see
the percussionist raise that huge mallet, you know it's coming...
and when the blow finally comes, it sends shock waves through your body.)
Anyway, there's no real point to this entry.
Just babbling about a symphony concert that I found very satisfying.