• FROM Hope
Every two years, a group of the world’s greatest cellists and others devoted to that unassuming instrument—bow makers, collectors, historians—gather at the International Cello Festival in Manchester, England, for a week of workshops, master classes, seminars, recitals, and parties. Each evening, the 600 or so participants assemble for a concert.
At the 1994 festival, where I performed as a pianist, the opening-night performance at the Royal Northern College of Music consisted of works for unaccompanied cello. There on the stage in the magnificent concert hall was a solitary chair. No piano, no music stand, no conductor’s podium. This was to be music in its purest, most intense form. The atmosphere was supercharged with anticipation and concentration.
The world-famous cellist Yo-Yo Ma was to perform that April night,…