Barely half an hour into the New Year. Dancing surrounded by an overwhelmingly straight, white crowd in Amsterdam. Spectacular techno. Continue reading “Were we just lucky?”
Going off the grid for a while. It’s an odd realisation that I’m in one of my homes right now, a human fully being, but always feeling incomplete. Continue reading “Travelling to Sri Lanka”
In Nice, in 1930, Igor Stravinsky completed his ‘Symphony of Psalms’, written for the 50th anniversary celebrations of the Boston Symphony Orchestra. Though the occasion was a festive one, it is, for the most part, an austere and painful piece, with another dimension finally appearing in the widely spaced C major chords of the last movement. Continue reading “Stravinsky in Nice”
In 1996, at age 8, I became a pupil in Claire Burnill‘s class at the Colombo International School in Sri Lanka. I remember our first meeting: me being very shy about meeting my new teacher, she being slightly scattered because my parents and I walked into her new classroom unannounced during the summer holidays while she was busy setting up for the new academic year. Continue reading “From many different countries…”
Brussels Zaventem Airport. As my taxi pulls into the passenger drop-off area a couple of heavily armed policemen peer inside for a moment and give me and my lovely African driver the green light. A mass of passengers walks towards the temporary departure hall through a closed-off, otherwise deserted area of the car park building. Continue reading “Brussels Zaventem Airport”
I just conducted the Royal Concertgebouw Orchestra and the Netherlands Chamber Choir during their rehearsal of Bach’s Magnificat in D, with Iván Fischer at the helm. Yes, I can’t quite believe it myself..