I'm a bit tired this morning, and my heart can't take many more concerts like last night. Helene Grimaud is an artist of immense musicianship and beauty. Her music making is outstanding and I could have listened to even more Rachmaninoff (she gave some charming etude tableaux as encores!), Chopin, Brahms or Bach. So why can't my heart take more? I'm a sucker for talent and charm - I think I'll die if I experience something of this stellar level again from such a high calibur artist.
For the record, last night was the Helene's Carnegie Hall RECITAL debut.