Colin Currie at the Wigmore Hall, explorativist songs for a percussionist’s virtuosity

I have come to the Wigmore on that night with both angst and excitement (April, 7th), as I was forecasting with great hopes to reconcile with the world of percussions, maybe a bit a biased in the past by the everyday life omnipresence of dull popular drumming patterns, also enthused with vigour at the prospect of finding a change from traditional instruments: let us vibe at the notes of a marimba, and his brothers in sound!
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Album review : Dreams, Azeri songs on the violin and guitar.

I was initially due to attend the performance of Dreams on March 12th at King’s place, but I got delayed on the night in another part of town, and consequently missed it. Dreams is a series of duets for violin and guitar on songs of prominent Azeri composer Tofig Guliyev. Continue reading “Album review : Dreams, Azeri songs on the violin and guitar.”

At the Sadler’s Wells: James Thiérrée fait un tabac rouge

It was again a last minute call for me on that eve to attend the show. Replacing an exhausted reviewer, I had to choose and cross out another event from my diary. I was seeking for inspirative renewals, something to reap me out of my world and subsequently fuse it to forms o’ mine, shapes and colours of self. Continue reading “At the Sadler’s Wells: James Thiérrée fait un tabac rouge”

A Chinese pianist in London : Ji Liu and his first album on Classic FM

A fraction of our encounters, no matter major or how scarce, has to and must belong to the utmost casual and it is through a mere social media’s ad, yes, and one broadcast from Classic FM that I’ve heard about Ji’s golden hands and velvet notes – subsequently deciding to attend his performance in Barbican on Valentine’s day.
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Eastern & continental influences, Rivas and Trpceski with the London Philharmonic Orchestra

Something specific perfumed our atmosphere inside the Royal Festival Hall and on the stage, last Friday. Intangible scents from Eastbound depths of Europe, musical impressions of other historical perspectives, performers whose roots aren’t duplicating with ours, maybe.
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