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This very day, remember" said he; and then added, in a low, self-communing voice, "Why should we live in this dismal house at all?
The spectators saw in the two figures, a young lady of little more than twenty, and a gentleman who was evidently her father; a man of a very remarkable appearance in respect of the absolute whiteness of his hair, and a certain indescribable intensity of face: not of an active kind, but pondering and self-communing.
Unexpected facial fixings of the audience; the same facial muscles registering all kinds of emotional response to the music and all the time a deeply-involved self-communing which itself draws all the listeners into an embrace of communication.
His opening Monologue ranged from self-communing whisper to a final cry of desperation, delivered front of stage.
Lord's rough-hewn manner of casting, his purposeful clumsiness and inattention to detail, posits this as a kind of solipsistic exercise, a self-communing inventory of literal bits of the corporeal.
Tetzlaff's self-communing spontaneity of response didn't always project successfully to the audience, with phrases occasionally beginning at such a minimum dynamic level that they only registered some time after they had started.
Beethoven's Op10 no1 C minor Sonata, was mercurial, deeply committed, and resourcefully pedalled, though there seemed more self-communing than communication here.
This was an account which combined both driving energy and an almost improvisatory self-communing - and empathetic teamwork brought it all off in spades.
A piano sonata by Scriabin in the improbable key of G-sharp minor began with self-communing, confiding chords projected so clearly beneath the lowered acoustic canopy, and ended with a fleet tarantella crisply delivered by Trpceski's well-balanced hands.
David Le Page's wizardly-phrased account of Bach's E major Partita for solo violin seemed more about self-communing than conveying any sense of dance-like pulse through its sequence of movements.
Ilya Gringolts delivered Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto with a maturity way beyond his years, playing down its contrived virtuosity in a reading almost self-communing, drawing rich contralto tones from his fabulous, eloquent Stradivarius.
Despite the Rostropovich connection, Norwegian cellist Truls Mork (a great favourite with CBSO audiences) is able to bring his own personality to these readings, a combination of quiet muscular strength and musing inwardness which is admirably suited to these works which manage to combine intimate self-communing with gently-projected communication.