Hi andhow,As usual you play to a high standard. Excellent! This is the first time I had heard the Kim "Variations". I enjoyed it a great deal. The finale running up to the quiet coda is stunning. Sound like the audience loved it too.Any chance you could post Debussy's "D'un cahier d'equisses" from that recital? It's one of my favorite standalone pieces of the composer.From what I heard, the Belkin TuneTalk/iPod combo is OK, but perhaps not great for an important live performance like this one. I believe if you could have done an A-B stereo recording with higher quality mics and recorder, you would have captured a sound with better fidelity. The Belkin also seems to color the music a bit too. I suppose in a pinch though, it's a viable choice.Again, I enjoyed hearing you play. Thanks for posting this.
Andhow, is this Quentin Kim a friend of yours? There is some colorful writing with a few interesting twists in the passage work. It's good listening. There is something unique about all of your playing...something distinct that I cannot put me finger on. It's a roundness that could only be yours, and the sensations I sometimes get remind me in glimpses of sensations I get from listening to certain Jascha Horenstein recordings (like the LSO Brahms 1st Symphony). That may be as strange comment, but it's the only way I can express it at the moment. And I second Rachfan's Debussy request, but to you Rachfan (I never know when to call you David and when to use your screenname) I must say I have absolutely no problem with the recording the Belkin device produced (I guess that's the Belkin that owns the Atlanta Hawks - A.D.D. moment). Really it's infinitely better then any "equipment" I've ever feebly attempted to record with. I guess this gets back to our relativity conversation. From my position, I can't possibly fault the recording, but then I don't really notice sometimes what is good and what is bad as an audiophile would, and indeed some of what they hold in high esteem as far as actual commercial recordings go I don't even know if I can call music, preferring bad inhouse recording pirates from the 50's. So is it a paradox that what they love can annoy me as much as what I love annoys them?