"Love cannot express the idea of music, while music may give an idea of love."
So ends the busiest, most inspirational summer of my adult life! In the last three months, I’ve been privileged to walk through St. Mark’s Cathedral in Venice, to watch otters swimming in the St. Lawrence River, and to hear barihunk Nathan Gunn singing “Home on the Range” at the Glimmerglass Festival.
My Houghton friend Brad Wilber, who runs a blog predicting future Metropolitan Opera productions, has been asked to STOP. This is very interesting. Read more.
Syracuse University officials fed a miracle pill to the city's dead Symphony, and they say that with love and care, it may revive soon. Read the latest here. Meanwhile, troubles began in Montreal, and New York City Opera
The 21st century is bringing with it a whole new generation of composers who are actively writing and performing classical music.
You may see less arts coverage in the Democrat and Chronicle. The daily paper’s classical music, jazz and dance reporter and critic, Anna Reguero, is leaving to pursue her doctorate in musicology. (You can hear our conversation about changes she’s seen in Rochester by clicking here.) She will not be replaced. In a city with a widespread affinity for music of all kinds, the decision by Rochester’s daily paper to not hire a new music writer is troubling but not surprising.
When I was in Siena, Italy last week with the WXXI Travel Club, I picked up a copy of an historical novel by Marina Fiorato. Called Daughter of Siena, it traces the fate of a young woman in the Tuscan hill town during the Palio, a chaotic annual horse race in which jockeys circle the town’s central piazza. Set in 1723, the main character watches her betrothed die during the