Saturday, October 31, 1998
Yesterday, Jim and I played two concerts at his old prep school, Belmont Hill, the first one in the morning for the students, and the second one at night for alumni and the general public. The programme was: We always love to play for young people, but yesterday was one of the
nicest experiences we've had in this regard; the students (over 400) were
attentive to the music (we played the Saint Saens and the last part of
the Gershwin), they were respectful, and most important, they seemed to
enjoy the music. We just wish more places would arrange for us to play
at local schools, as it is important that students be shown that music
is something one enjoys, rather than being primarily something which
"improves" you.
The evening concert was a festive affair, as it was in celebration of
the 75th anniversary of the school, so like our concert on Denman Island
last week, the atmosphere was positively charged from the start. As to
our playing, we were happy, but especially with the Gershwin, which Jim
and I thought was perhaps our best yet; many people, including some musicians,
commented that this was the first time they realized what a great masterpiece
the Rhapsody is. This may sound self-aggrandizing, but I don't mean it
that way; it's just that we both feel very strongly that the piece is often
misrepresented as being a loosely strung together collection of nice tunes,
but as a whole, formally weak, a view that Jim and I utterly reject. On
the contrary, we see it as an architectural masterpiece very much in the
tradition of, if not directly influenced by, the Liszt Rhapsodies, only
perhaps tighter formally than is usually the case with Liszt, and with
jazz, rather than Hungarian folk music, as its folk base.
The alumni and faculty of Belmont Hill, by the way, have such a wonderful
spirit about them that I found myself regretting that I hadn't been a student
there! Actually, I've heard so much about the place from Jim over the years,
all of it positive, that I had an odd sense of "coming home", a sense strongly
reinforced by the hospitality of everyone we met.
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