An extended visit to a South Ken wine bar after the concert redeemed the afternoon for me. My concert-going partner enjoyed the three familiar musical offerings but thought the Agnew with its comic percussive effects and peripatetic flautist moving from arena floor to a specially constructed percussion platform to the main orchestra platform all rather pointless and should ensure that the piece gets just the one outing. I would not disagree.
The composer, in attendance, was warmly applauded.
A prom intended, I assume, for "the family" with Louise Fryer announcing from the stage. Why, I couldn't fathom.
Serial coughers in attendance and a strange outcry during the quietest piece of the Mozart served to distract. The chap on the end of the row fell asleep and was only wakened by a sudden tutti in the Stravinsky. The sight of him nearly falling off his seat was the highlight of the afternoon for me.
The concert was also attended by a fair smattering of Nortern Ireland politicos which may account for the security search of bags as we entered. They seemed to be enjoying the hospitalities.
So that's all good then.
Last edited by Bax-of-Delights; 06-08-12 at 08:44.
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