Friday, July 27, 2007

PSO signs Slatkin as guest conductor

At the time when PSO was in dire looking for music director, lining up with other top orchestras such as NYPO, CSO and Philadephia Orchestra, I posted my preference - Who should step on the podium of PSO after $29.5 million donation?

Not only Mr. Honeck was chosen as the next music director, but also Leonard Slatkin were selected as the guest conductor. Both of them were in my three-person list.
Here is the excerpt from the postgazette

Leonard Slatkin twice stepped in for the Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra in 2006,
including filling in last-minute for artistic adviser Andrew Davis in last
summer's European tour. Now, he will be an official part of the orchestra.

1 comment:

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