Moscow 9

Even though its so quintessentially English to start by talking about the weather I just can’t resist it, it’s FREEZING! -20 and dropping right now. Inside every building it is more than toasty warm it’s absolutely baking, and I have been checking in piles of layers at the huge coat check at the Conservatoire and […]

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Moscow 8

Bright beautiful sunlight today, but its bitterly cold. I love that combination. I slept for 13 hours last night with a sleeping pill from my Oboe maker. That dark chocolate velvet sleep was just delicious but its going to take me a while to wake up. I discovered today that my Mozart Concerto on You […]

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Moscow 7

I realised today the bliss of a small concert hall, and of perfectly balanced period instruments playing Haendel, Telemann and Bach. It was partly the direct contrast of being in a room signing posters with never less than 3 oboes squalking away and partly the amazing quality of the group L’esprit du Vent. I have […]

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Moscow 6b

Its on days like this that one really wishes for a poetic command of the english language to describe things such as the sliver glint of snow falling in sharp Russian winter sunlight while a churchbell rings calling people to worship that has  undertones, overtones and tiny smaller bells with it that seems to come […]

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Moscow 6

Now THAT was a long day. We started at 10.30 this morning and heard ten 45 minute oboe recitals which had 2 set works, a piece of italian fluff by La Gioconda composer Amilcare Ponchielli, and Echo by S Baiterekov, which was the winner of a competition for pieces for solo Oboe. I don’t know […]

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