The first weekend of June, something exciting is happening in The Hague. For adventurous men. By adventurous men. On a stage. By music-making men that is.
Mr Cello
I once saw one of these men (somewhere in the nineties in Groningen) going wild on his instrument. With an almost bare bow, missing a string, but with unbridled and almost terrifying dedication, he still pulled out all sorts of things from his cello. Since then, I saw and heard him me...
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