Concerti-crazed.

For three straight days, the Academy pianists erupted with intense adrenaline and determination of steel. Each with 20 minute slots, we performed our respective concerto to a panel of adjudicators and a public audience for our examination. How interesting that this experience seemed to bring us together in what is usually a highly competitive environment.

To my relief, my performance went well. To my horror, I discovered later that amidst the audience sat one of the most compelling musicians of our time: Fou Ts'ong. And his recording of the concerto I performed sits on my bookshelf in its Place of Honor. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

Oh well.

Off to Berlin!