Monthly Archives: January 2014

For no particular reason I have just re-read Daphne du Maurier’s drawing-room Gothic Rebecca. I vividly remember my first read-through, a high school kid staying up through most of the night, somehow ardently compelled by the vividness of the concocted … Continue reading →

I’m no stranger to, or enemy of, the Historically Informed Performance (HIP) movement. My CV provides unimpeachable evidence: harpsichord student of Baroque maven Laurette Goldberg, enthusiastic collector of HIP recordings, former program annotator and scholar-in-residence to the Philharmonia Baroque Orchestra. … Continue reading →

I hear that a long-standing blight in my neighborhood, a bottle-and-can recycling center about three blocks away, is finally (and blissfully) to close in a few months. This is as good of news as I’ve heard in a while. Not … Continue reading →