A Boléro of Silly Walks
I joined this year’s Marathon at six o’clock, perhaps missing out on the essence of experience: the daze of spending the whole day with one (or this time with two) composers, Debussy and Ravel. On the other hand perhaps it was just the essence that I didn’t miss, since after the programme, everybody was talking about the Blues movement performed by Barnabás Kelemen. It was really exceptionally good, as much Blues as it was classical, infallibly finding the narrow path between both traditions. It was nice, it was good, it was strummed and it was bowed, and anyone who got the chance to enjoy five minutes of this on a Sunday must feel very lucky.