Wednesday, 24 February 2016

Carducci

Last week to St. Luke's again to hear the Carducci Quartet, not before heard by me and assisted by Denis Kozhukhin. Shostakovich String Quartet No.10 and the G minor Piano Quintet, this last being a long time favourite.

Started off at Epsom where there was a long queue for a personal ticket machine, with one of the ticket persons being on a break, and no queue for the machines proper. I have noticed before that there are plenty of people, not all old, who do not like the machines proper.

No working Bullingdons on the ramp at Waterloo and there was already one person waiting, so off to Concert Hall Approach 2, where there was one, and so off to Roscoe Street. The Bullingdon, once again, turned out to have ropey gears; gears which didn't slip, but which made one nervous that they might, which could be awkward at the wrong moment. Maintenance of the system not what it was.

Bacon sandwich on form. One waitress the same, one reverted.

The BBC, rather irritatingly, have resumed inflicting their radio patter on the audience at St. Luke's, after having spared us for a year or more, there not being any production requirement so to do. Patter which includes asking rather awkward questions to a not terribly articulate member of the performing team. The BBC person added a long, floaty green scarf to the whole rather tiresome business.

Rather a modern quartet, from the 1960's, but OK. But I did not enjoy the quintet as much as usual, partly because the young pianist was very loud in his bits. Plus, I wondered afterwards whether the quintet is an evening rather than a lunchtime piece, better played in subdued artificial light rather than natural light. I believe that some classical Indian music is keyed to time of day in this way, so why not classical Western music?

Nor was I impressed by the talk of the quartet having done all 10 quartets in one day at the Wanamaker Playhouse. I don't see the point of marathons of this sort - especially in a place as uncomfortable as the Playhouse, interesting venture though it is. We are even booked to go back there in the not too distant future to see 'The Winter's Tale' . See reference 3 for the previous occasions.

Rounded out by a pair of older people behind me discussing their ailments, warfarin and all.

Having commented on the pillars last week at reference 4 and the post before, and having spotted some possibly relevant bolts from ground level, I climbed up to the balcony and established that the columns were attached to the roof and were probably load bearing. Poor detailing to have them look as if they were not.

Picked up a second Bullingdon at Finsbury Leisure Centre and took the long route to Blackfriars Bridge, not having been able to find a stand anywhere near the north end of the wobbling bridge at St. Paul's. Parked at Bankside Mix (TFL-speak for the Blue Fin Buildings) and went off to see the Calder exhibition at the Tate Modern. Rather crowded - with the better sort of mother and child combinations - and, to my mind, rather badly hung. The whole thing was wrong for these rather light weight, light weight in every sense, compositions and I think they would have done much better to use the Turbine Hall and make sure that the were a few currents to keep the mobiles on the move. Instead of which we had the scaffolding composition mentioned at reference 5, now sprouting weeds and illustrated above.

Late lunch at Gail's Bakery. Adequate soup, nothing like as good as home made. Good bread for the ham and cheese sandwich, but filling not too clever and far too much of it. Eaten deconstructed. Expensive for what it was. but jolly staff and pleasant ambience.

A bit nervous about the Bullingdon situation as the docking lights had not worked on docking, but I was able to take the same one out again and checking later revealed that all was well. Only incident on the way back to the second position on the ramp at Waterloo, doing the roundabout on this occasion, being a cycle courier trying to have an altercation with the driver of a Heidelburg cement tanker, perched high above him. I doubt whether he noticed.

Spent the journey back to Epsom trying to work out how rotate worked on the telephone. Complete failure, despite visiting both the user manual and the relevant help forum. But I have learned that it is all under control of the gyroscope.

Reference 1: http://www.carducciquartet.com/.

Reference 2: http://deniskozhukhin.com/.

Reference 3: http://psmv2.blogspot.co.uk/2014/12/the-social-whirl-in-dublin.html.

Reference 4: http://psmv3.blogspot.co.uk/2016/02/steel-work.html.

Reference 5: http://psmv2.blogspot.co.uk/2015/11/art-old-and-new-1.html.

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