alice tully hall

The wood-paneled wall of Lincoln Center's Alice Tully Hall opened like the ribcage of a Leviathan. And two giant voices emerged. One was the drone of the pipes, the other was of the human tongue, the decibels of high and low that make poetry. Both were ancient, borne into the present and burrowed deep in the listeners' bones. The audience hushed. And then the cotton-haired one … [Read more...] about The Bellow of Great Airs