Going Analog
This blog has been, and always will be, about live music. But, one of my favorite pastimes has always been spending a spare hour or two sifting through the bins
Senior Special
This is my dad, James Matthews. He lives with my mom in the house where I grew up in New Jersey, about ten miles northesast of NYC. And, though he
Quotable
"I am Music, who in sweet accents can calm each troubled heart, and now with noble anger, now with love, can kindle the most frigid minds." (Prologue to Monteverdi’s L’Orfeo,
The Greatest Day
I don’t make a habit of citing historical references on FoM, but this is one for the books: exactly fifty years ago today, pianist Van Cliburn won the First International
Can I Get a Drink With That?
You could be forgiven, passing through the Saturday night frolic of the East Village last night, for failing to realizing that one of the world’s great classical violinists was playing
Lateness
Around 1am this morning, after three openers and soundchecks, things finally got interesting at the Market Hotel. Montreal’s AIDS Wolf played a speedball set of noisecore, fronted by the banshee-like
The Stupid
Part 2 of my evening brings me out to the Mrytle Ave stop on the M train, somewhere in the no man’s land between Bushwick and Bed-Stuy. The venue is
The Sacred
Part one of my Friday evening is at St. Thomas Church hearing the Kings College Choir of Cambridge, England. Kings, whom I heard sing evensong five years ago in their
Metropolis Ensemble
The Metropolis Ensemble, an upstart New York-based chamber orchestra that emphasizes the work of living composers as well as new interpretations of the familiar, played an ambitious concert last night