{"id":393,"date":"2014-08-17T11:44:29","date_gmt":"2014-08-17T18:44:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/threepennyreview.com\/lesserblog\/?p=393"},"modified":"2014-08-18T09:23:59","modified_gmt":"2014-08-18T16:23:59","slug":"up-close","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/threepennyreview.com\/lesserblog\/up-close\/","title":{"rendered":"Up Close"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have always loved the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.pacificaquartet.com\/index.php\">Pacifica Quartet<\/a>, but I have never before listened to them play from five feet away. Last night, sitting in the front row of the Cosentino Winery&#8217;s barrel room, I was practically as close to the violist, Masumi Per Rostad, as he was to Brandon Vamos, the cellist who sits next to him; I was nearer to him than he was to either of the violinists, Simin Ganatra and Sibbi Bernhardsson. And this meant that the music\u2014Beethoven&#8217;s &#8220;Harp&#8221; quartet and Shostakovich&#8217;s Ninth Quartet (a great pairing of pizzicato-heavy, mutually reinforcing works)\u2014came to life in a way I had never quite experienced, even with this terrific group. I was surrounded by the sound, and as the repeated themes of both pieces ran back and forth across the players, I could actually sense the patterns moving from side to side in space, and not just forward in time.<\/p>\n<p>In this I was lucky, because the Cosentino Winery\u2014a relatively new performance space in the excellent\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.musicinthevineyards.org\/\">Music in the Vineyards<\/a>\u00a0series\u2014did not yet offer the ideal acoustics for an intense concert like this. Those in the back rows, I imagine, were probably troubled by loud laughter drifting in from the tasting room, spurts of water-and-air noise from the cooling systems, and the occasional tinkle of glasses being restored \u00a0to their shelves. All this can be fixed, I presume, as the winery settles into its concert function. \u00a0And in any case none of these problems got to me, because I was enveloped in the music: I could hear every dramatically quiet note, every sudden transition from solo voice to vigorous unity, every quiver of vibrato or pluck of pizzicato.<\/p>\n<p>As I listened to the Beethoven quartet played with such intense feeling and understanding (not to mention masterful dynamic control and tonal skill), I decided the performance couldn&#8217;t be topped. \u00a0And then, on the Shostakovich, I changed my mind, because <em>that<\/em> turned out to be the pinnacle of the evening. I have heard this piece dozens if not hundreds of times, several times played live by the Pacificas themselves, but it has never before spoken to me in so many ways: of Shostakovich&#8217;s wit, of his sorrow, of his patient endurance in times of distress, of his affection for all kinds of tonal and dissonant music (including klezmer and jazz), and, especially, of his anxiety, a permeating note throughout this and practically every other chamber piece of his. In the Pacifica Quartet&#8217;s performance, all these disparate things came together as if they were woven from a single thread\u2014a thread that went back and forth among the players and looped around me as well, holding me spellbound in its startling, moving embrace.<\/p>\n<p>The Pacificas are regulars at Music in the Vineyards, and many of the audience members in the packed room seem to know them personally, or at least know a lot about them. This, too, added to the intimacy of the occasion and gave it a warmth that is rarely found in larger concert settings. It was a funny feeling, the sense that I was in the midst of a Pacifica-loving crowd and at the same time alone with the musicians, smack in the center of the music. And it was a good feeling, in both respects.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have always loved the Pacifica Quartet, but I have never before listened to them play from five feet away. 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