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It Takes A (Global) Village!

Times Square

Times Square

Visiting New York is like a shot of adrenalin! I spent half my adult life in that city. Half of that was spent working at Columbia Artists when it was at its peak, learning the business of managing artists and producing international concert tours for orchestras, dance companies and chamber groups from around the world.

When I go back, I find nearly every block of that city imbued with memories and reflections of some of the most defining experiences and people in my life.

The reason for my trip was to give a seminar on social media at this year’s Chamber Music America conference. I presented my “Top Ten Tips For Mastering The Twitterverse” to agents, artists and presenters I’ve long known and admired: Edna Landau, co-founder of IMG Artists and Jamie Broumas, Director of the Kennedy Center, among others. It was fun and I think it went over well. (Actually I know it did. 2 weeks later Jamie joined Twitter and sent me the following tweet: “Took your advice and came to the party!”)

Rebranding for Lincoln Center

Rebranding for Lincoln Center

I also took advantage of the trip to arrange meetings with the Artistic staff at Carnegie Hall and the 92nd Street Y; the Marketing and Brand director for Lincoln Center; and a fundraising expert for Cambridge University in America.

And many old friends: Mentors Doug Sheldon at Columbia Artists and Charlie Hamlen, co-founder of IMG Artists and founder of Classical Action Against AIDS, now VP of Artistic Planning for the Orchestra of St. Luke’s; Shirley Kirshbaum, Susan Catalano and Jason Belz from Kirshbaum-Demler Artists; Jenny Palmer from IMG Artists; Stephen Jacobson, my counterpart at Shriver Hall in Baltimore; Derrick Inouye, resident conductor at the Met Opera and James Levine’s right hand both there and at the Verbier Festival; David Lamarche, Music Director of American Ballet Theater; and Nikki Chooi, a brilliant young violinist from Victoria with a burgeoning career.

It reconfirmed for me the thousands of people around the world so crucial to the ecosystem that produces the great artists that appear on the Vancouver Recital Series every year: the teachers, music schools and great artists that mentor young talent; the foundations, competitions and festivals that give them a leg up; the agents that find and help develop careers; the publicists that help promote them; the critics that maintain standards and push artists to grow; the record labels, web developers, instrument makers and sponsors that are all necessary to that elusive magical alchemy that leads to a career.

New offices for Carnegie Hall

New offices for Carnegie Hall

And most important of all, people like Leila Getz, our Artistic Director, whose international connections, knowledge, artistic integrity and willingness to take risks are the key to the success of our series.

Ultimately the trip reminded me again of how much this business, like much of life itself, is based on relationships and reputation. It is still an industry where one’s word is literally one’s bond.

I’m overjoyed to get back home to my Tom, and to our great team at the Vancouver Recital Society. But it’s been quite a moving, emotional visit – so many joy-filled hellos followed too soon with emotional goodbyes.

And now it’s time for the last goodbye of all, to New York itself. They’ve just called my flight back to Vancouver!

Our First Annual Chrismakkuh Celebration Dinner!

Nelson Mandela with Queen Elizabeth II

Nelson Mandela with Queen Elizabeth II

A few weeks ago, staff and friends of the Vancouver Recital Society got together for our very first Annual Chrismakkuh Celebration Dinner!  We are a typically Canadian mix of Christians, Jews, Atheists, and (as I like to describe myself) a lapsed Buddhist, so we seized on The OC‘s Chrismakkuh as our kind of Holiday!

We gathered soon after Nelson Mandela died, and Leila Getz, our Artistic Director, had just found out her piano teacher in South Africa literally played host to Mandela for many of his organizing meetings. I say literally ‘played’ host, because whenever Mandela was in his house meeting others, Leila’s teacher would play the piano as loud as possible to thwart security forces from listening in.

Leila shared a number of stories that night from apartheid South Africa, and her own family’s near-brushes with the nation’s ubiquitous security services. It was amazing to learn at our little office party here in Vancouver all these years later that there was such a direct thread back to those historic times half a world away.

628x471Donald Gislason, our resident Musicologist, Archivist and videographer, then recalled the passing of another figure who loomed large on the world stage, Pope John Paul II. Donald was in Ravello at the time,  house-sitting for Gore Vidal, and felt compelled to journey immediately to Rome by train. He said the Termini Train station in Rome was overflowing with pilgrims traveling en masse from around the country to say one last farewell to their pope.

Donald stood in line all night outside the Vatican to pay his respects and to bear witness to the history of the moment, talking with others in line, and recalled how personal and traumatic the loss was for many Italians.

One guest was from Poland, and grew up under communist Soviet rule. She recalled being in Berlin with her husband the day the Berlin Wall came down, and the celebratory euphoria that gripped the entire city as that soul-crushing barrier was torn down.

Another guest talked about living in Ireland during The Troubles. Hearing these stories prompted me to talk about Tom’s and my own experience living in New York during the attacks on 9/11.

But out of such an unlikely aggregation of the world’s troubles – apartheid, Soviet repression, terrorism and war – came something quite beautiful. Our concatenated experiences of dramatic and turbulent world events had somehow led all of us here to Vancouver.

Everyone around that table had sought out this extraordinary city on the most peaceful – literally ‘pacific’ – of shores. And the common thread linking all of us is our mutual love of music.

City of Vancouver

City of Vancouver

So in the end, what that dinner inspired in me was a renewed reverence for everything we take too easily here for granted. Vancouver is a miraculous creation, an oasis in the world, a global meeting place, a sanctuary for many,  a respite from the calamities and woes besetting other parts of the globe.

That, and a vivid illustration of the power of music to heal, to bring people together, to rescue and inspire us, literally to move us!

All of which seems a particularly fitting way both to celebrate and bring to a close this tale of the Vancouver Recital Society‘s very first Annual Chrismakkuh Celebration Dinner!

I wish everyone reading this a joy-filled New Year filled with less ‘interesting’ but equally inspiring times!

Is There A Violin In The House?

Norwegian violinist Vilde Frang and pianist Michail Lifits delivered an impassioned, stunningly beautiful recital of Mendelssohn, Fauré, Mozart and Prokofiev at the Vancouver Playhouse on Sunday afternoon for the Vancouver Recital Society

Audiences were mesmerized by the lyric Mendelssohn that opened the program and the lush Fauré that closed the first half, with many patrons in the audience saying they were transported to another world by the beauty of their playing, myself included.

A divine, one-movement Mozart sonata followed the intermission, and then a rousing, powerful Prokofiev that nearly brought the house down, until a broken E-string brought the concert to a crashing halt at the very climax of the piece. A visibly upset Vilde left the stage to replace the broken string, only to find the replacement string in her case was defective.

There is a magic to live performance, the seamlessness perfection great artists create that sometimes only reveals itself when something goes wrong. We all know what to expect in a concert – the performance, the clapping, the intermission, an encore if we’re lucky … but what happens when it all goes awry?

Desperate, I emerged from backstage to ask the audience: “Is there a violin in the house?” Amazingly there was! John Lyon (pictured here with Vilde), a PhD student and fiddler in a bluegrass band had his violin with him, and I rushed it back to Vilde.

John Lyon and his wonderful violin with Vilde Frang

John Lyon and his wonderful violin with Vilde Frang

While Vilde tuned the instrument backstage, I came back onstage to buy her some time by telling the audience the only story I know about  a broken string:

A well-known string quartet (I don’t want to say which) was just starting to play a concert in a very small village in Ireland when a cello string broke. The cellist immediately rushed off to get a replacement string from his cello case while the other three musicians waited on stage.

After an unusually long time had passed and he didn’t return, the violist went off to find him. But he too didn’t return and the audience was getting a bit restless, so the second violinist went off to hurry his colleagues along. When he, too, didn’t return, the first violinist somewhat sheepishly asked the audience for their patience while he got it all straightened out, and went off to find the others.

Unknown-1But when he found them backstage, they had broken down into a fit of giggles because the cellist didn’t have a replacement string and there was no way to complete the concert. Unable to face the audience, they slipped out into the night as quietly as they could and drove off.

Thankfully our concert had a much happier ending! Vilde and Michail came back onstage to play a divine Heifetz transcription as an encore (Estrellita by Ponce) on the borrowed student’s violin, and the audience rose to their feet as one to cheer her outstanding sang froid! It was definitely one for the record books!

A Life-Long Love Affair

It was the summer of 1985. I was their very first Intern, sitting around a kitchen table with Leila, Leon and Leyla (as in Leila and Leon Getz and Leyla Sacks), the trio that launched the Vancouver Recital Society (VRS), stuffing hand-addressed envelopes.

Later, at Columbia Artists in New York, I managed a number of artists who appeared on the VRS series, including John Browning, Helene Grimaud, Maria Tipo, Nikolai Lugansky, Ralph Markham & Kenneth Broadway and Robert McDuffie.

After moving back to Vancouver in 2007 I served on the VRS Board of Directors as both VP and Chair of the Futures Committee, phoned donors for the VRS, and helped out in the office.

Leila Getz with Yo-Yo Ma

Leila Getz with Yo-Yo Ma

Why?

Because thanks to Leila Getz, Founder and Artistic Director of the VRS, I’ve heard Brendel and Schiff play transcendental Bach, Yo-Yo Ma make his strings sing, and Cecillia Bartoli scale the heights!

In short, I’ve had a life-long love affair with the Vancouver Recital Society, all of which is why it gives me great pleasure to announce I’ve accepted the position of Executive Director of the Vancouver Recital Society, starting Friday, October 4!

Can You Spare A Life Saver?

lifesaversLike the rainbow of flavors offered up in a single roll of Life Savers, kids are not all the same.

Some kids are not born athletes. They’re too small for sports, or too large, or just don’t fit in. Others have obstacles thrown in their way by adults who prey on the weak, shattering youthful confidence. For these children, the age-old ritual of choosing up teams itself can be humiliating for those always picked last.

But all kids want to be part of something bigger than themselves, to belong. All kids want to make a contribution, to believe they are good at something, to feel good about themselves, to not feel useless.

And every single child is inherently creative – it’s what makes us human, the divine spark that elevates and animates us.

If you will imagine for a second that a school is like a passenger liner proudly carrying its precious cargo into the future, then the children that can’t play competitive sports, the kids that don’t fit in, the kids that are bullied and ostracized, those wrestling with existential challenges, are like a passenger that has fallen overboard, drifting silently away, ever further into the night.

1179935_lifesaversFor the children falling further and further behind, left to navigate stormy seas on their own, the arts can act like life preservers, a path to something better, a way back to the light, and, to stretch this metaphor further, can serve as a lifeline back to the mother ship heading off oblivious without them into the future.

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