The Basement, March 12 Everything was a dialogue: between idioms, between players, between virtuosity and heart. The reward for a nightmare trip to town (following the Barangaroo fire) was hearing one of the great bands, Roberto Fonseca’s quintet having few peers for scope, power, beauty and cohesion . Since his…
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City Recital Hall, March 5 There are only two types of singers: the fakes and the real ones, and those wretched TV talent quests have only served to widen the gap. Buika is about as real as you can get. There is no assumed persona; no desire to impress; no…