Friday night in Dublin at their National Concert Hall, I sat and wept with the symphonic resin of Alan Smale´s great searching / his AND THEIR sighing / soaring / shouting / ploughing / etching The Great Corcoran metaphor in my Violin Concerto´s central ” Go Mall “. Christopher Warre-Shaping of the GREAT Irish N.S.O. was a peerlessly LOVING orchestral accompaniment. A great and musical/poetical/political event.
FREELY I WEEP NOW
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