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March 16
Caleb Duarte speaks so softly that sometimes you have to tilt your head forward to hear him. When he walks into a recent Bee photo shoot with a group of lively fellow artists, he strikes an unassuming figure, letting others do most of the talking. There's a reserve to him, a quietness, that might be mistaken for shyness.
March 09
The opening word in Latin stabs like a dagger: "Rex!" the chorus sings. And again, and again: "Rex!"
The lyric in Mozart's Requiem Mass in D minor is one of those moments in choral music that cuts to the bone. Though the words of the "Rex tremendae" movement speak of a "King of awesome majesty who freely saves those worthy of salvation," the moment is not one of happy praise but of desperate submission -- of urgent beseeching -- from a piteous sinner. There is eternity at stake, and you feel the tension. I imagined the slightest of chills descending upon the Shaghoian Hall as the internal temperatures of each audience member notched down a fraction of a degree. The opening phrases of the movement are that cold and beautiful. Read more →March 03
There it is, on the stage just over there: The imposing castle of the French bastard Gui de Loimbard.
February 23
When was the last time you danced? I mean really danced, with total abandon and joy in the moment, like a 6-year-old stretching out rigid arms and legs and bopping across the room like a happy bug?
February 15
Two very different recent experiences of chamber music in Fresno:
February 08
Merced assemblage artist Karen LeCocq isn't a big fan of most of the major holidays.
February 01
Let's drop down a few clouds from the usual lofty heights of this column -- my weekly musings about art, performance, classical music and the such -- and focus on my current fixation:
January 25
Just call it the power of six.
January 17
In the annals of the arts in Fresno, it’s hard to imagine a more rotten couple of weeks.
We lost the Fresno Metropolitan Museum on Jan. 5, of course, and the community still reels. Read more →August 16
This and that from the culture beat:
Defying the conventional wisdom that small/serious films in Fresno wither in the hot summer months for one or (at the most) two weeks before flitting off to greener pastures, “The Hurt Locker” is holding strong at Regal Manchester. Read more →June 07
A is for “accommodate.”
That’s the word I imagine having to spell as I look into my bathroom mirror. I practice saying the letters slowly and clearly: a-c-c-o-m-m-o-d-a-t-e. Yes! The audience murmurs its approval. I am a double-letter king. Bring ’em on, baby. Read more →