

I've loved the cello since infancy, when my father first introduced me to the instrument. For reasons known only to him, he stopped playing when I was very young, and his cello lived on the top shelf in his closet for many years until, one day, it disappeared. I was told it had "been sold", but was never told why. Alas, somewhat typical behavior for someone in my strange family. I've been a devoted cello "follower" for years, with Julian Lloyd Webber being at the top of the heap of my favorite artists of this wonderful instrument.
My far-and-away favorite work for the cello is Josef Haydn's fiendish First Cello Concerto, so I was delighted when the Vallejo Symphony programmed it this season. Last night, it was excellently executed by the orchestra's principal cellist, in a performance that had the audience spellbound, and then out of their seats and on their feet, roaring and screaming, at the conclusion. Kudos to Beth!!
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