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08 June 2011
Inside my brain (and Wigmore Hall)
I listen to a lot of BBC Radio 3 online.
Recently on a live broadcast from Wigmore Hall they played a recorded program (programme) during the extended intermission (interval) about the history of the hall. The jewel-box recital hall is celebrating its 110th birthday this year. With about 540 seats and a small stage it is the most amazing place to hear solo recitals and chamber music concerts.
It looks like the kind of place that Helen Schlegel might have frequented.
It started off as a recital space/showroom for Bechstein pianos. (You really should follow that link, they have a beautiful flash intro page.) The same anti-German sentiment at the outbreak of World War I that caused the Hanover/Saxe-Coburg-Gotha sitting on the British throne to change the Royal Family's name to Windsor, also caused Bechstein Hall to be renamed Wigmore Hall.
I have spent many a happy hour at Wigmore Hall enjoying all kinds of wonderful recitals. Back in 1997 during an open house I even got the chance to take my place on stage. For a minute I made believe that my undergraduate minor in vocal performance had turned into a life of international concertizing.