They whistle, they compose, they parody and they certainly can play. If imitation is the highest form of flattery, then Amarcord Wien are kings of their realm.
There is something delightfully non-prescriptive about the word “ensemble”, admitting of many combinations of performers and types of music. It was this notion of flexibility that came to the fore in Friday night’s concert in the Queen’s Hall, Edinburgh.
Limpísimos agudos que cortaban el aire, pizzicati precisos y resonantes y un fraseo refinado, convirtieron la escucha de estas piezas en el equivalente a encapsular una sinfonía mahleriana en diez minutos de música.
