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We have been, let us say, to hear the latest Pole

transmit the preludes through his hair and fingertips!

Right then. This week at the BSO, Ingrid Fliter Plays Chopin. In this concert, Ingrid Fliter will play Chopin, so start trying to wrap your head around that now so that you’ll have processed it by the time you get there. It’ll be his second piano concerto, to be precise, and right before it will be the Lone Ranger Rossini’s William Tell Overture; right after it is Tchaikovsky’s second symphony, colloquially known as the “Little Russian,” which is of course a fun piece. You can see it on Friday, February 18 at 8 pm at the Meyerhoff (College Night!), or on Saturday, February 19 at 8 pm at Strathmore.

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If you feel like wandering over to Frederick instead, there’s an OrchKids event on Saturday if you happen to be the sort of person who likes to watch children mess around on instruments, and then there’s a small BSO chamber concert on Sunday.

Do you know the tortures of the memory of a lost piano?

This is from Be My Valentine, Charlie Brown. I think it says more than I ever could.


Funny, Vivaldi never mentioned this…

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With this kind of proximity, fights must break out

Q. Why did the first chair violist get mad at the second chair cellist?

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Composer Cagematch!: Debussy vs. Ravel

You heartless pagan girl-killers! You KO’d Prokofiev! (Wait, did I just call Prokofiev a girl?)

Team Sergei put up a decent fight — perhaps more of one than some might have expected — but ultimately Team Igor was victorious and Stravinsky exited the ring with about two thirds of the vote. He will advance to the next round, which will occur when I feel like it.

Next up, at the request of TerpsMusic, we turn our attention to France. Saint-Saens and Delibes must have been hiding under the table when the battle horn was blown, because in this corner: don’t ask him to resolve a scale! It’s


And in this corner: don’t tell him how much you love Bolero! It’s


On the one hand, Images pour orchestre. But on the other hand, Pavane pour une infante defunte. Then again, innovation. But then there’s orchestration.

And there you have it. Make. Your. Choice.

(Feel free to try and sway others to your way of thinking in the comments. I will give fair Twitter/Facebook warning regarding when voting closes.)

Ravish me!

This week’s BSO concert is entitled “Ravishing Rachmaninoff.” Hee. Ahem. Haha. Er. Heeeeeeeeeeee.

I’m sorry, I can’t help myself; that’s just funny. And the wordplay is pretty good too!

Okay, okay, opinions to myself. The concert features Rachmaninoff’s piano concerto no. 2, and I’ll shock you all now by saying that that’s a piece for which I actually harbor some mild affection. Mild, mind you, like a mild cold, but still. It was used for one of the climactic ballets in the addictively histrionic dance movie Center Stage (note: it was NOT the one with the motorcycle). Also you have Bruckner’s sixth symphony.

Juanjo Mena will conduct, Yuja Wang will… pianify, pianate, pianamos contigo, and there are three performances: Thursday, February 10 at 8 pm at Strathmore; Friday, February 11 at 8 pm at the Meyerhoff; and Sunday, February 13 at 3 pm at the Meyerhoff.

Ravishing Rachmaninoff. Bahahahaha.

No, seriously: the mad conductor

My sincere apologies for the extension of my blog vacation. It was supposed to end last Tuesday, but I discovered on Tuesday that I was dying of the plague and spent the remaining days up until today lying on the couch attempting to reverse the process. I have been mostly successful, I think.

Now where were we? How about I tell you about the horrifically mean, condescending, shouty music director I had in my high school enrichment orchestra? I disliked her intensely and was extremely pleased to escape her ensemble. However, a few years later I heard that she had decided to get drunk before the spring concert and spend her entire time on stage yelling out instructions and occasionally weaving into the stands to afford certain musicians more concentrated attention. This is sad and depressing and she is to be pitied and I am so incredibly sorry I missed it.

It’ll never happen again, but you can watch something similar on repeat! (Thanks to Medalist of Violar Rebekah for the catch.)

Go through my pockets and search for loose change


I’m sick.

I’ve been sick since I got back from Orlando.

Clearly I need to stop leaving Orlando. It disagrees with me.

Your BSO concerts this week are Big Band Hit Parade and Beethoven: A Musical Hero for the kids.

Okay, back to laying on the couch popping aspirin and watching “Better Off Ted” on Netflix.