A Rare Orgy of Ashton Lets Us Share the Love

The recent two-week Frederick Ashton celebration at the Met, in honor of his 100th birthday, has been thrilling, moving, illuminating, yet in some ways disappointing. We in America have been on a thin diet of Ashton for many years (even his own company, the Royal Ballet, has been on strict rations). Granted that dancing Ashton Read More

L.S.O. Is Wonderful, but Elgar Makes Me Scream ‘Enough!’

During the recent Lincoln Center festival celebrating the music of Edward Elgar, I was reminded of a remark that Rudyard Kipling, the composer’s contemporary and kindred spirit, once made about a writer whose name I can’t remember: The fellow, Kipling said, was guilty of “compulsive vividness.” We were somewhere toward the end of a masterly Read More