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The Audience: What Difference?
international | arts and media | opinion/analysis Wednesday April 16, 2014 15:58 by Sean Crudden - impero
International Concert Series
Saturday night's concert was part of the International Concert Series presented in The National Concert Hall for 2013/2014. I was looking forward to the concert because the soloist and conductor, Michael Collins, is a totally congenial and engaging musician whom I last saw a number of years ago at the celebrity farewell concert for John Ruddock the famous Dublin/Limerick impresario. The atmosphere in The National Concert Hall that night was unforgettable, the best I ever remember. And Michael Collins had a lot to do with it. Everything was set fair for Saturday night. A very appealing program. A treat in store.
But that is not the way it worked out. I am not going to tax my brain here by constructing a formal review. Anyway Michael Collins does not need a review from me. He knows what he can do and so does anyone else with a titter of wit who has ever heard him play. However to let you know what I felt I am cutting and pasting an extract out of my journal for the day. This writing is basically addressed to myself. It is not meant to be a judgement; it is meant to remind me how I felt at the time.