Baritone Christian Gerhaher. This article was originally written for the Musical Toronto website (here).
Once in a blue moon, I hear a song recital that makes me question the purpose of all other forms and genres of music.
As I sit, mesmerized and delighted by what I’m hearing, I may say to myself, “What is the purpose of elaborate scenery, costumes and lighting? And what do we need with a phalanx of strings, or a barrage of brass, or a conductor flailing around on a podium? All that’s needed to achieve the full breadth and depth of musical expression is a singer and a piano.”
Once in a blue moon, I hear a song recital that makes me question the purpose of all other forms and genres of music.
As I sit, mesmerized and delighted by what I’m hearing, I may say to myself, “What is the purpose of elaborate scenery, costumes and lighting? And what do we need with a phalanx of strings, or a barrage of brass, or a conductor flailing around on a podium? All that’s needed to achieve the full breadth and depth of musical expression is a singer and a piano.”
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