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  1. David Gregson
    December 18, 2012 @ 1:21 am

    I think your review sums up this concert accurately, although I heard it Sunday, not Saturday. I was not compelled by the Berlioz performance, despite the fact the orchestra played splendidly. I do not think Ling brought any special interpretive character or any genuine excitement to the piece, so I was bored by it. Perhaps hearing Esa-Pekka Salonen so much in LA recently has something to do with it. He put Tchaikovsky’s tacky potboiler “Francesca de Rimini” on a concert bill last week and — good Lord did it raise the roof! // To make a medical/sociological observation, my section of the mezzanine was terminally tubercular, coughing and hacking with amazing precision only during the quiet passages of the Berlioz. A lady behind me also contributed to my non-enjoyment by explaining Berlioz’s programmatic intentions every other measure or so. “Here’s where he meets Harriet Smithson, here’s where he calls to her from across the valley, here’s where her head is cut off, and here’s Berlioz going to the gallows — oh so thrilling — and now we are going to hell.” If only I were so lucky.


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