I must be crazy. I know that I have a great fiddle but, somehow, 11 years later, I also know that this isn't my final instrument. I am looking for my own beautiful Guad like Bernie still dreams about. I am looking for my final viola...
While Ben-Ari's sound of bridge-building primarily comes through her violin, she has meaningful words to share as well -- reflecting that peace is both an inner state of being and a political expression.
George Phillips, a fire hydrant with Einstein's frizzled hair, is the owner of Astoria Music, but it's more fitting to call him a one-man band because ever since he took over the shop three decades ago, he's remained its one and only employee.
This Israeli-born artist was classically trained since the tender age of five. And only seven year later she would be given a violin by the legendary Isaac Stern. If Stern could foresee how far this violin, played by Ben-Ari, would go?
There is something feverish about listening to Cesar Franck. Something in this music takes you to another place. The hairs rise on the back of your neck. The response it evokes is physical as well as intellectual.
Even when she's not on stage, Jenny, a Valkyrie whose waves of golden ringlets cascade down her shoulders, has quite a stage presence. Runway-model slim, she stands nearly six feet tall in her flat gold sandals.
He brings together genres seamlessly with his viola from hip-hop to classical and will have you gnashing or gritting your teeth with his mad orchestral skills. This Friday night shouldn't be any different for Miguel Atwood Ferguson.