I had a complicated evening at the Wigmore Hall for Italian tenor Giuseppe Filianoti’s performance, leaving myself to bitter impressions on the way home, unfortunately worsening as I kept thinking through the night.
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Author: Francois Mauld d'Aymee
Classics and treats in Croydon by the CCCO
The Classical Concert Chamber Orchestra might well be quite a recent ensemble – it was formed in 2006 – yet it holds a fair record of touring in the U.S. and Europe, with a fine roster of instrumentalists in its ranks. Kicking off their journey with a London press conference at the hearth of January’s coldest hours, the group embarked on a month-long tour of the UK, sweeping the island from North to South, taking all major cities under their bows.
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La Fille du Régiment and Kiri Te Kanawa’s Birthday at the Royal Opera House
And so was I taken away by the irresistible twister of a last minute invitation to Covent Garden. Yes, nothing’s good enough to resist cancellation for a seat at the Royal Opera House.
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Revisiting Love Classics and interviewing Timothy Henty, inspired gentleman and conductor
What a pity would it be to enjoy and review a concert and miss interviewing its conductor. That, thankfully, isn’t the case as maestro Henty took up the time to agreeably revisit his Valentine performance at Barbican. I grabbed the occasion to ask Timothy a few personal and reflective questions, thinking them a perfect insight for former and future audiences into the architectecture of their musical bliss.
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Ashot Tigranyan, the violin, his orchestra: a matter of love, beauty, and dedication.
Maestro Ashot Tigranyan is the founder, director and soloist of CCCO, the Classical Concert Chamber Orchestra. The sky was bright, the sun rose high for a winter day, yet a nose biting cold made me glad to find refuge under the warm arcades of Saint John’s Smith Square, whom a German pilot decided it’d become a concert hall and not a church a few decades ago.
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