I treated myself to some DVDs lately. This one is so great, not only because of Schubert’s exciting score and the exquisite playing, but for the fact that it’s performed by five soloists working together. They were all at the beginnings of their careers here, and would rise to the top in their fields. I interacted with both Perlman and Zuckerman when I was at Juilliard. I just adore Du Pre’s playing, as well as Barenboim’s. Of course, they’re all spectacular!
Waiting for my author’s copies to arrive in the mail. The days right before book-in-hand is familiar yet unsettling. It’s a little like waiting backstage before playing to a packed house, but without the need to create on the spot, “live” (as it’s now called). But in the case of the manuscript, the wait backstage goes on for days. No, it’s more like anticipating the arrival of green tips pushing through soil after winter’s end. Yeah, that’s pretty close. The wait feels as long as winter.