There’s one encouraging point to emerge from the frenzy on the nation’s campuses.
Under his baton, the glorious music made up for so-so staging and ugly costumes.
If all concerts were this good, there’d be no need to review any of them.
We’d be lucky if Iván Fischer conducted every week at the New York Philharmonic.
A night of music by a grade-A, non-certified natural musical genius.
Under Jaap van Zweden’s baton, the orchestra is no longer sloppy. It’s merely unmusical.