On the whole, the review wasn’t exactly raving about the Saturday night performance, but I was pleased to read this:
The concert began with Borodin’s “In the Steppes of Central Asia,” which was serene, mellifluous, restful. This had the contented feeling of waking up after a good night’s sleep. Patricia Emerson Mitchell’s English horn was a standout, full of dreams.
Okay … maybe “pleased” is a bit reserved. I was jazzed, to be honest!
Thanks, Richard Scheinin (he’s the reviewer)!
You need to frame that! Congrats!
Thanks! I save these things, so I have something to turn in to the school for review. (I don’t publish, so this is what I use to validate hiring me … that, and my recitals of course.)
Scheinin is right about one thing: it was where he was sitting.
Up in the balcony the sound was crisp and shiny. (My review’s
coming up tomorrow.)
He’s got to be kidding about the “crisp unison attack” opening the
Tchaikovsky, though. It wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t unison
either.
Nice job Pat! It’s always nice to get mentioned. Full of dream! Wow… that’s pretty heavy!