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Anna Goldsworthy
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“Are you OK, dear?” the nurse asks. Whether I am OK is hardly the issue, when we are surrounded by people screaming. They are trapped in cages behind closed doors; the sounds they make are those of terror or mortal fear. And although they are very small people, perhaps a tenth the normal size,...
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At Janet Clarke Hall in Melbourne, Helen Garner launches Anna Goldsworthy's new memoir, Piano Lessons. Garner is followed by Goldsworthy herself, who also performs a favourite work by Chopin. In Piano Lessons, her remarkable debut, Anna Goldsworthy recalls her first steps towards a life in music, fr... » play video
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Last year, when Peter Garrett announced the withdrawal of funding from the Australian National Academy of Music, he must have been startled by the response. He received an open letter signed by Sir Simon Rattle and JM Coetzee, among others; convoys of musicians descended upon Canberra; benefit...
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To get to Melbourne's Bennetts Lane Jazz Club, you have to drive down Little Lonsdale Street and park by the church. It is dark down there, and the laneway across the road is even darker - surely that can't be the one? But the map says it is, so you lock your car and venture gamely into the...
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Some years ago, on a break from an extended piano tour, I spent a weekend on the Aran Islands, off the coast of Ireland. After weeks of practice and performance I found the silence overwhelming, and my ear created sounds of its own to fill it: whistles, percussion, the occasional trombone. As I lay...
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Anna Goldsworthy | The Monthly Essays | Music | September 2007 | Society & Culture
"Competitions are terrible," says Stefan Heinemeyer, the diminutive, twinkling cellist of the Atos Trio, from Germany. "You go in with certain expectations. It's a lottery. That's why you have to go in a lot.""Competitions are a necessary evil," adds the group's pianist, Thomas Hoppe.Formed in 2003...
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Classical music is dying again. It's a morbid habit that it just can't shake, at least according to Norman Lebrecht, who has built a career as classical music's Jeremiah, or perhaps its Chicken Little. A cursory glimpse at his backlist gives some idea: The Maestro Myth, about conductors...
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The first time I heard the pianist Evgeny Kissin was in Carnegie Hall, in 1998, with the Met Orchestra and James Levine. Kissin is pale and grave and a little like Mr Bean, with a high, fraught forehead and a frizz of brown hair. He kept his arms stiff at his sides as he walked on stage, gave a...
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The first person we met in Townsville was Kirtley Leigh Payne, the Barrier Reef Orchestra's glamorous guest concertmaster. She had been chauffeured from her home in Cairns by Bobby, a large, affable Englishman of pastel colours: white hair, pink skin, watery blue eyes. He handed me his business...
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Many West Wing fans tuned out permanently from the show at the end of series four, after writer-creator Aaron Sorkin's spectacular exit. In retrospect, Sorkin's prolificness reeked of chemical enhancement, and his burnout should not have surprised anyone. But it still hurt. The thought of...
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