I used to say that there are only two places left in the world where stewards and patrons still call me young man; Wigmore Hall and Lord’s.
Today I must sadly report that I went to both places and was referred to not once as young man. This is becoming a pattern. What is going on?
Still, apart from my awareness of my fast disappearing “youth”, the lunchtime concert at the Wigmore Hall was an absolute delight. Janie and I both very much enjoy the relaxing nature of this type of music…perhaps it’s our age?
Paul O’Dette is no youngster either – indeed he looks a little like father Christmas these days, making his press photos a little dated, perhaps.
But boy can he play the lute, jamming good with Byrd and Dowland…
There was a rather lovely Bacheler Pavane and Galliard between the two pieces listed for Bacheler on the above resource.
This was a BBC Radio 3 lunchtime concert, so still available at the time of writing for another four weeks or so if you are in the right country or can convince the BBC iPlayer that you are – click here.
There was a delightful encore of an Italian Renaissance piece – sadly I missed the name of it and the broadcast missed the piece completely. It was lovely.
As was the whole concert. Very soothing music. I realised that this type of music would suit me very well for when I’m working or relaxing, so I downloaded some and bought a couple of CDs on-line too.
The above double CD was the closest I could find to the concert we heard (and lots more besides). I snapped up the last currently available copy at a sensible price on Amazon, but you might want to look occasionally and/or elsewhere for it.
Janie and I enjoyed a fine lunch at The Wig after the concert, then on to Lord’s (via Noddyland) for the end of season Middlesex Forum and drinks party, not that there was anything to celebrate. Still, the forum went as well as can be expected and it was good to see people at the end of the season.
This evening (the next day), I am mellowing out, listening to Paul O’Dette on the lute, while writing this Ogblog piece. Such sweet sounds.