An enticing musical passion, and a splendid command of the instrument, as is customary from M° Frost. In this performance, however, if compared to the performances of the third Klezmer Dance he did in previous years, it seems to me to hear something new: an impatience going even beyond his usual virtuosism, a straining, an insisted forcing on the instrument, all of which perfectly portrays the estranged, tense, and wounded period in which it was played. And which is awfully fitting still our present state, nearly one year after. I do join M° Frost and his companions in hoping for a fast return of live music made for the audience, with the audience experiencing it in presence.
