And I need you to remember one thing:
I came, I saw, I conquered
From record sales, to sold-out concerts
So motherf**ker if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore
(Jay-Z, The Black Album, Encore)
I just returned home after a three-hour concerto from Evgeny Kissin (we know him as “Evgenij” in Italy) at Conservatorio "G. Verdi" on Via Conservatorio, Milan.
But when I say, “three-hour concerto”, I really mean a one-and-a-half-hour concerto, followed by a one-and-a-half-hour encore. I. Am. Not. Kidding.
Guess how many encores? Guess.
Go on…I’m waiting....
Five encores? heh. Not even close.
Eight? Hardly there. Give up?
Okay, okay, I'll tell you. Here you go:
T to the W to the E to the L to the V to the E
Fo’ reals, fo’ reals.
There are too many to list, but I’ll leave you with a non sequitur before I return tomorrow with a full review and tons of media: Joplin, afro, Bizet, goldfish, Rondo alla turca, and bis.