Spy Review: Isidore String Quartet Interlude by Steve Parks
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You could say that the Mid-Atlantic Symphony Orchestra trumpeted the opening of the fall arts season at the acoustically pleasing Easton Church of God Thursday night, except that it was mostly strings that heralded the “Violin Virtuoso” concert series, which continues with performances this weekend in Lewes, Delaware and Ocean Pines, Maryland.
The 27th season of the Delmarva Peninsula’s only fully professional symphony orchestra, led by Grammy-winning music director Michael Repper, got off to an exhilarating start with a program that, on the surface, might appear to be a medley of dead European composers’ greatest hits. Johannes Brahms, a heavyweight in his class of composers, wrote his only two classical overtures in 1880 – the fittingly brooding Tragic Overture and, as a bookend in temperament, the celebratory Academic Festival Overture, perhaps the most popular piece of his career as a successor to Romantic-period forebears, Beethoven and Bach.
If there was to be comedy tomorrow, reversing the order in the song from “A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum,” it was, indeed, tragedy tonight. Still, the overture’s opening allegro suggests robust assertiveness rather than gloomy foreboding The middle Moderato movement settles unexpectedly into a peaceful, march-like interlude. In the concluding third movement, Brahms intertwines rapidly evolving counterpoints between tumult and moody reflection, of which each fully engaged section of the orchestra keeps up with the furious race to the finish.
Smith had two things going for her: A family of some means that helped get her into London’s Royal Academy to study music and a talent that put her in the same league with male contemporaries. Though she was not very widely recognized in her lifetime, she is by no means a fluke. Modern recordings of her two symphonies, including No. 2 in A Minor, accessible now on YouTube, prove that she should have been taken seriously and only recently – 140 years after her death in 1884 – has been appreciated.
Repper is one who noticed her work. And as a champion of underperformed composers, mostly women and/or African-Americans, he conducts performances of these long-lost or disregarded symphonies and concertos.
Smith’s Symphony No. 2 opens with a bold Allegro as if to stand her symphonic ground against her almost exclusively male fellow composers. The second movement Andante introduces lyrical contrasts to tensions of the first, providing a tenderly reflective mood that sets the stage for the third movement’s rhythmic syncopation while adding a danceable theme to Smith’s symphonic palette. The Allegro finale reintroduces themes from each of the previous movements, building to a climactic and confident close.
Following intermission, soloist Grace Park, winner of the prestigious Naumburg International Violin Competition, set the pace for the orchestra as assuredly as music director Repper. It was not so much her virtuosity as the inventive piece itself, created by Felix Mendelssohn, still another long dead composer. He succumbed at age 47 to overwork and the heartbreak of his beloved sister Fanny’s passing. Mendelssohn’s groundbreaking Violin Concerto changed how such concertos were composed and presented for the next century and a half.
Orchestras customarily set the tone of the opening theme of a concerto while the soloist bided his or her time. But from the start of his “Violin Concerto” the attention is riveted on the soloist, thanks to Mendelssohn’s innovations. Another change he introduced was that the three movements of his concerto are played almost as one – with little or no pause in between.
The effect is to make the soloist the star attraction almost throughout the piece. It works best, of course, if the violinist can garner that attention in a spell-binding way. Grace Park did so with near breathless aplomb, fulfilling her solo role with dexterity and authority. The orchestra also fulfilled its supporting role. The bassoon marks the transition between the first movement with a sustained B note, led by Terry Ewell, followed by a rise to C in moving on to the tenderly melodic second movement. Meanwhile, the string section, featuring concertmaster Kimberly McCollum and her associate William Wang, gives the soloist a bit of a break. Finally, there’s the briefest pause while Park plays the last whisper of a phrase before diving in with a sprinter’s burst of speed, punctuated with pizzicato gymnastics as woodwinds led by Rachael Yokers on flute and Cheryl Sanborn on clarinet join in to complete a triumphant finish.
After a couple of standing-ovation bows, Park returned to center-stage for a solo encore. “What do you play after that?” she asked. “Maybe some Bach.” As fine as Park performed the Bach encore, it was child’s play for someone of such great skill and presence.
Thursday night at Easton Church of God. Two more performances at 3 p.m. Saturday, Sept. 28, Cape Henlopen High School, Lewes, Delaware, and 3 p.m. Sunday, Sept. 29, Community Church, Ocean Pines. midatlanticsymphony.org
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For the 17th annual Chesapeake Film Festival – opening Sept. 27 in Easton, preceded by a one-day mini-fest Sept. 12 in Chestertown – more than 200 films from five countries and 15 states were submitted of which 32 made the grade.
Among those that were accepted by the festival team is the opening day documentary at the Ebenezer Theater, “Call Me a Dancer,” highly recommended by the festival’s executive director Cid Collins Walker and by Martin Zell in his fourth and final year as CFF president. Co-directed by Pip Gilmour and producer Leslie Shampaigne, who will there in person for an audience Q&A after the noon showing of the film, it’s the story of Mannish, a young street dancer from Mumbai, who struggles with dreams of becoming a ballet star and his parents’ insistence that he follow the tradition in India that requires a son to support them in later life. Upon meeting an Israeli ballet master, Mannish is more determined than ever to follow his dream. But can it be realized against the odds?
Zell, who himself was a documentary filmmaker and a producer of major national and international special events, will introduce the environmental documentary “Diary of an Elephant Orphan.” Baby Khanyisa, a three-month old albino calf caught in a wire snare and rescued with the hope of integrating her into a herd of mostly former orphans. “You will see elephants like you’ve never seen them before,” says Zell, who has explored many parts of Africa and Asia in his myriad travels to those continents. “Very inspiring,” he adds.
The world premiere of a film short of local and regional interest precedes the pachyderm documentary. “Chesapeake Rhythms,” written by Tom Horton and directed by Dave Harp celebrates the migration of native trumpet swans to Eastern Shore marshes.
A one-day mini Environmental Festival features six films on conservation efforts regarding the Chesapeake Bay and its thousands of miles of estuaries. It will be presented at the Garfield Center in Chestertown in two sessions, matinee and evening, on Sept. 12.
Aside from environmental and social issues that have long been a CFF focus, the arts get their due as well. “Jamie Wyeth and the Unflinching Eye” headlines the “Saturday Night & the Arts” program on Sept. 28. Directed by Glenn Holsten who will also stick around for a Q&A, Jamie is part of a three-generation dynasty of painters beginning with N.C. Wyeth and his son Andrew, who is Jamie’s dad. (“Wyeth,” a festival preview film also directed by Holsten, was shown in August at the Academy Art Museum.) Jamie is best known for his painting subjects, ranging from JFK to Rudolph Nureyev along with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Andy Warhol. But aside from these and other famous faces, he also directs his eye toward animals on his farm and the rocky islands of Maine.
When I asked Martin Zell in a Zoom interview if he and his wife Linda moved from D.C. to the Eastern Shore “after you retired,” he replied, “I don’t use the R word. We moved to the Eastern Shore” – more specifically to Sherwood – “the day after I stopped working.” Well, not to quarrel with such an accomplished man as Marty Zell, but it seems to me he hasn’t stopped working.
He found a niche when he first attended the Chesapeake Film Festival shortly after he moved. Soon he was volunteering. A few years later, he joined the board of directors and will “retire” – excuse me: “stop working” – as president of CFF in November after a four-year term. But in the interim it has become apparent that he is uniquely qualified for the role. Not that his successor will not be qualified in his or her own way. But Zell has seen and done it all when it comes to film and event production.
Right after college, graduating from Drake University in Iowa with a minor in film, he took a year off to travel. Now, just in the decade since he “stopped working,” he and Linda have traveled three months a year to an estimated 15 to 17 countries – mostly to remote villages and rural parts of two continents – Africa and Asia. “I have an affinity for other cultures,” he says.
Returning after that first year abroad, Zell took a job as cameraman for Iowa Public TV in Des Moines, which led to filming and later producing documentaries, several of which won awards and national attention on PBS stations across the country. Chief among them were “Don’t Forget the Khmer,” a documentary that arose from an Iowa fund-raiser to help refugees in Cambodia. It raised $300,000. Zell was assigned to find out how that money was spent. A significant portion went to sending nurses to refugee camps for desperate people who had probably never had proper health care. “They were so grateful,” Zell says, adding, “It fed my soul as well.”
“I would label him a humanist with great understanding for people,” says John White, then program director for IPTV. “This quality is evident in many of his nationally broadcast PBS documentaries.”
In 1987, Zell moved on to form his own company, Zell Productions International based in Washington, where he produced CINE Golden Eagles award-winning documentaries for the U.S. Department of Agriculture and Forest Service. But in 2000, as funding for such projects was drying up, he “transitioned to another field” to become production manager for Hargrove Inc., which he calls “the big gorilla” in major special events. In 2008, he brought his talent and experience in producing films to such mega events as the 2008 Inauguration of President Barack Obama, staging and designing the decor and presentation of 55 to 60 events a day over the inaugural’s five days. Four years later, he was executing production plans for the DNC National Convention in Charlotte, N.C., and also in 2012, for the NATO Conference in Chicago.
“You do what you’ve done as a film producer,” Zell recalls, “applying the same sensibilities that it takes on making a documentary. You make all the contacts and create a budget, present your ideas to the director you’ve hired and go from there.”
So, yes, he was pretty much up to the job of producing the Chesapeake Film Festival. And after that’s over, he’ll take off for another three months to see the world as he and his wife prefer to see it – up close and personal with people who may or may not get noticed that much.
One thing he’s observed in his travels, Zell says, is that “most people love us. Forget the radicals or the dictators. In Morocco, Muslim people were reminding us that their country was the first to recognize the United States as a nation, back in 1787, when we were barely a country yet.”
Zell takes pictures by iPhone of these regular folks and their villages and environs on his travels. You can see them by the hundreds on his site: instagram.com/martin_zman): “The adventures of a curious shutterbug who lives on the Eastern Shore . . .”
Zell even teaches a Chesapeake Forum, Academy for Lifelong Learning class in “iPhone Photo Magic.” Check it out at chesapeakeforum.org
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You could say it’s a “rock hall,” except that The Mainstay in Rock Hall, the historic burg by the Bay, presents far more than one genre of live music. On Sunday afternoon, Mainstay hosts a Singer-Songwriter Showcase outdoors on the venue’s Backyard stage – weather permitting. Matt Mielnick, director of The Mainstay, says the showcase is the “brainchild” of its Delmarva Singer-Songwriter Association (DSSA), which formed in 2022 and meets monthly to encourage local and regional musicians to write and perform their own songs.
“Our group got together as an offshoot of The Mainstay’s very successful open mic night on the second Wednesday of each month, now going into its third year,” says Mark Einstein, a well-known Kent County musician whose day job is captaining charter boats. He plays in another open mic night at the Garfield Center for the Arts in Chestertown on the fourth Wednesday of the month.
“Mark deserves the lion’s share of the credit for organizing our singer-songwriter association and these showcases that have grown out of it,” Mielnick says.
“Since we’ve encountered so many musicians who enjoy writing their original songs, we thought it would be a good idea to provide a way for them to share their ideas and music with other like-minded folks,” says Einstein. “We try to meet once a month at The Mainstay with a goal of providing two showcases a year. Our first one was a free live event at The Mainstay, which was very successful. Our second showcase was video-recorded and edited for YouTube.
* Host Einstein has many original songs to his credit, which he posts weekly on YouTube and Facebook.
* Stephanie Aston Jones plays and sings folk ballads she has written.
* Don Clark, member of the Mid-Shore Songwriters Circle in Easton, writes and sings with acoustic guitar accompaniment.
* Einstein met Jerry Diangelo at an open mic night in Middletown, Delaware, where he discovered him to be “a great player and songwriter.”
* With an extensive background in guitar and vocals, Dave Fife has numerous original songs in his repertoire, many of which he has recorded.
* A singer-songwriter from Worton, Earl French recently won an award for his song, “The Wind.”
* Del Hayes, known as one of Chestertown’s finest pickers, has performed his original songs at The Mainstay’s open mic nights.
* A vocalist and guitar player, David Simmons has written and performed many uplifting spiritual compositions.
As you’ll gather from the accompanying video, Mark Einstein plays frequently – in this case with an ensemble of fellow DSSA musicians. This performance is from the second Mainstay Singer-Songwriter Showcase.
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Eighteen artists participated in the exhibit that ran through the end of the Plein Air fest on July 20. The show and sale at ESLC headquarters on Washington Street was mounted, in part, by way of a grant by Bruce Wiltsie, who has partnered with the Avalon Foundation since the start of Plein Air Easton. He has just been inducted into the PAE Hall of Fame for, as the event program stated, “years of support for the many ways that art can underscore the vital importance of conservation of our land and the beauty that surrounds us.”
The participating artists were Jill Basham, Tim Beall, Zufar Bikbov, Hiu Lai Chong, Lisa Egeli, Martin Geiger, Stephen Griffin, Joe Gyurcsak, Charlie Hunter, Debra Huse, Russell Jewell, Mick McAndrews, Charles Newman, Daniel Robbins, Mark Shasha, John Brandon Sills, Mary Veiga and Stewart White.
Some of the paintings are along the lines of what you may have viewed (or purchased) at the festival, including Debra Huse’s lavish brushstroke-textured “Historic Beauty” of trees bending over river’s edge and pointing toward a puff-clouded sky. But several others reminded me personally of the farm I was raised on in the ’50s and ’60s on Dutchman’s Lane, virtually next door to where I live now in Easton Club East. One-hundred acres of that farm are being developed into a Four Seasons 55-and-up community. (Full disclosure: My parents sold the farm in the ’70s.)
I remember a time when much of the waterfront acreage in Talbot County was tilled as farmland harvested for corn, wheat, rye and soybeans. Most of that land is now occupied by grand waterview estates, many like the ones hosting the annual “Meet the Artists” party which opens Plein Air Easton. I have no quarrel with that as those former agricultural fields with a view – maybe even a beach – were not much more accessible to trespassers than these myriad private waterfront properties, now best seen by boat or by rare – but often generous – invitation.
The paintings that resonated most with me depicted farm scenes that are still integral to Talbot County’s rural character. John Brandon Sills’ “Sunset, Yorktown Farm” for one, arrays a planted field in the fading evening light. Another, from the same 500-acre Talbot County farm, features a large harvesting combine like the one I was not allowed to operate as a boy but occasionally perched upon when my father was done or when it was parked in a shed – just like the one in Russell Jewell’s “Deep Breath & Swallows.” Can’t figure the title to that one, priced at $1,900. Other paintings in the show fetched up to $3,000.
Proceeds from the sale go to the artists and to Plein Air Easton, care of the Avalon Foundation. ESLC plans to use the paintings or copies of them as future educational tools.
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The Factory describes itself as a “community arts project [providing] creative space for individuals to explore their passion for the performing arts.” And although I didn’t get a chance to see this stunning company debut in the “evocative atmosphere of our open-air venue,” I can say that the performance lived up to The Factory’s promise “to deliver a fresh and captivating interpretation” of this great American classic.
A rainy Friday – which put a damper on opening night of the 20th anniversary of Plein Air Easton – forced the company to scramble for an indoor venue. Thankfully, the Avalon Theatre accommodated The Factory after raffling off prizes to deserving Plein Air Easton volunteers.
But “Streetcar” was scheduled as a double feature with The Factory’s rollicking riff on Wild West gender roles – “The Ballad of Jesse Devereaux Radio Play” as the opener. Take-down of one set and replacing it with another pushed the Williams masterpiece, which runs 2 ½ hours, into a late-show time zone. I strongly encourage those of you who missed the Friday performance or left it early to see it in the Talbot Historical Society gardens before it closes on July 21. It’s too good to miss.
The 1947 Broadway original, as well as the 1951 movie starring Marlon Brando and Vivien Leigh, is a taut and fraught love-hate story involving sisters and the husband of one and brother-in-law of the other. We encounter the first main character as she arrives at her destination on the title streetcar. Blanche DuBois is shocked to find what she considers the squalor her sister Stella lives in with her husband Stanley Kowalski. Stella returns home shortly after to greet her and suffer Blanche’s complaints about sleeping arrangements consigning her to a couch. Because it is his bowling night, Stanley shows up just in time to wolf down his supper before reporting for his overnight job.
That gives the sisters more time to talk, which proves painful as Stella learns the real reason for Blanche’s sudden arrival. The family plantation, Belle Reve, has been lost to profligate spending by previous male heirs and likely by Blanche herself, who brought a trunkful of once glamorous gowns and accessories, including a rhinestone tiara that Stanley later mistakes for diamond. “Death is expensive,” Blanche says, further explaining that funeral expenses of family elders cost her the plantation mansion and the remaining 20 acres.
Citing what he calls the “Napoleonic Code,” that which belongs to the wife (or her family) belongs to him. This motivates Stanley to ask questions about Belle Reve and Blanche’s side of the story and why she now has no place to turn to but the Kowalski second-story walk-up. If you aren’t already familiar, never mind the spoiler answers his investigation reveals.
All of which transpires in the apartment, appropriately unprepossessing but hardly squalid as Stella has kept it as presentable as she can for Blanche’s arrival. The two love each other but are appalled by their sibling’s circumstances. Ben VanNest’s set design somehow captures all this along with the center of attention on poker nights – the kitchen table with seating for four. That’s where Blanche catches the eye of one of Stanley’s guest gamblers. Among the foursome, Mitch, as they call him, is the only gentleman. He’s lonely and easily taken in by Blanche’s flirty, lady-like solicitations. Anchoring the other side of the set is the Kowalski marriage bed, around which most of the sisters’ conversations take place. Whether intentional or not by the set designer, it appears to be long overdue for a new mattress.
Running virtually the length of the rear wall of the Avalon stage is a black-and-white photo of rowhouses, long-ago broken up into multiple apartments, upstaged by a commuter train. There’s a streetlight visible just outside the Kowalski bedroom window, which we imagine is about the size of a bathroom mirror.
Costumes by Jeri Alexander – mostly for the sisters – speak volumes about where one comes from and who the other has become. Flimsy dresses Blanche steps in and out of are of no professionally appropriate use for a schoolteacher. In one amusing opening night scene, the rear hem of Blanche’s dress clings to the slip, leaving it exposed where no one seems to notice except anyone in the audience. Inadvertent wardrobe malfunction.
By contrast, Stella wears loose-fitting gingham or print dresses barely hiding what Stella has yet to tell Blanche: She’s pregnant. Her short sleeves and, in one dress-up case, a diving neckline, myriad tattoos on her arms, legs and along her collarbone are meant to reveal – effectively – perceived new class distinctions between the sisters.
The lighting, relatively dim as Blanche prefers, also plays a shifting role implying the drama of the moment, credited to Factory producer Cecile Storm. And uniquely, except of course for the film version, are instrumental overlays performed offstage by the “Ballad of Devereaux” combo. Movies deploy music to accent whatever is happening on-screen. Here, as directed by Willoughby Buxton, the instrumentation indicates dramatic moments – pay attention – or to provide sound effects such as a passing train whistle. My only complaint on opening night was that at times the incidental music obscured lines spoken from some parts of the stage. Perhaps it was designed for an outdoor venue where the show now moves – weather permitting.
The theatrical accessories were far more pertinent to than distraction from the storytelling, which in this case, inspired Tennessee Williams’ masterpiece. But all are nothing without actors who seem to live the lines rather than just speak them.
Here are the leading suspects in making this happen. Cavin Moore as Blanche achieves such an astonishing transformation, particularly as we had an hour or so earlier caught her as a radio-play singer and deliverer of zingers. In “Desire,” we see her struggling to relive her long-past post-graduate schoolgirlish days like those of ones she later taught. But she can’t hide behind badly told jokes to lift her spirits after an unhappy birthday cake-and-candles ritual. As Stella, Liv Litteral tries to hide desperation for her sister but also for herself in that, with a baby coming, she has no better way forward than Blanche if the bully in her husband overtakes his professed love for her.
Another key player is Mitch, played by Noah Thompson with both the infatuation and disillusion of a jilted lover who was neither jilted nor a lover, though he wanted to be the latter. But the suitor side of his equation and the plaintive side come through viscerally in Thompson’s deft interpretation of his character’s conflicted emotions.
One other in a fine cast, all worthy of mention, is aforementioned costume designer Alexander, doubling as Stella’s downstairs neighbor who figures in supportive roles in both the crucial opening and closing scenes.
So there could only be kudos for director Iz Clemens. Whatever these fine actors brought to the table in this challenging psychological/sociological drama, Clemens has brought out the best in them. So far. Maybe they can be even better next time. Following the “Shakespeare in Love’ royal directive, it might as well be a comedy or musical.
In the meantime, try not to miss this “Streetcar Named Desire” before its last stop on July 21.
A production by The Factory, a community arts project in Easton. Remaining performances at 7 p.m. July 19-21 in the Talbot Historical Gardens, 30 S. Washington St., thefactoryproject.org. Photos by Henley Moore.
Steve Parks is a retired New York arts critic now living in Easton.
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On Goldsborough, between Washington and Harrison streets, Studio B Art Gallery hosts its First Friday salon-style open house July 5, featuring new paintings by previous Plein Air Easton winners and participants in this year’s event, as well as paintings by Bernard Dellario and Studio B owner Betty Huang who just returned from France, where they applied their brushes in capturing Provence landscapes. On July 16, Dellario leads a live painting demonstration in floral still life for those who’d like to learn the technique or who just enjoy seeing how it’s done.
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For this 20th anniversary Plein Air Easton, Nancy Tankersley serves as awards judge of the festival, now managed by the Avalon Foundation.
Tankersley, who founded Plein Air Easton two decades ago this month in partnership with the Academy Art Museum and Al Bond, then Easton’s economic development director who now leads the Avalon Foundation, brings her founding partners together again 20 years later.
Tankerley encountered the regional phenomenon first at Carmel, California, in 2004, and brought the idea to Easton and to Bond, who was seeking attractions in the summertime that might lure tourism to Easton rivaling the hugely successful Waterfowl Festival in November. It took only a few years to catch on, and Plein Air Easton is now regarded as one of the premiere events on the plein-air circuit.
Tankerseley’s “Reflections” attempts but never quite achieves that spontaneity, although a few of her most recent 2024 oils in this show gave me a still-drying whiff. Of course, you’re not allowed to touch them anyway. “Old Partners” (2024), portraying friends out for a leisurely crabbing-by-boat expedition – laughing and likely sharing old stories – practically reeked of fresh paint when I took it in. Or was it just my imagination? I don’t think so.
Several other paintings were chosen, it seems, to show the geographical extent of Tankersley’s plein-air experience, ranging from 2015’s “Curacas Ball” at Plein Air Curacao, South America, to “The End of the Island,” painted at 2019’s Plein Air Easton’s “Tilghman Island Paint-Out” at midday.
You’ll also see decades-apart Tankersley self-portraits, from her current home and studio on Aurora Street, still evoking fresh oil scents, to her first studio in Arlington, Virginia, in 1990. No such sniffs. One of my favorites comes from the mouth of what defines our region: “Bound for Baltimore” depicts in large-frame oil the view of Bay meets Ocean as you approach by automobile one of the apertures of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel in far southeast Virginia. I vividly recall feeling on my first crossing that we might drive directly into the ocean before the enveloping tunnel ahead became apparent. Still-life drama in oil.
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Most of the players in these symphonic concerts are talented young musicians who are on the cusp of professional careers. Coming from about 30 states and a dozen countries, they auditioned for a spot in the festival to be mentored by seasoned professionals and teachers who perform among them in major concerts on campus at the Decker Theatre concert hall. First up was Friday night’s program featuring Mahler’s Symphony No. 4, with soprano soloist Caitlin Redding, whose usual concert venues are in Barcelona, Berlin and other European arts capitals.
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Next up, and to me the highlight of the concert, was Clara Schumann’s Piano Trio in G minor, Opus 17. As pianist Leva Jokubaviciute observed in her opening remarks, Schumann was recognized as one the finest pianists of her 19th-century time but also – rare for that era – as an accomplished composer. She wrote remarkable piano pieces that she played as well or better than anyone of either gender of which this piano trio is regarded as her masterpiece.
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