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Serenade No. 10 in Bb Major: "Gran Partita"; Wolfgang Mozart

Rush Hour Concerts, the remarkable musical tapas that are the tenderly nurtured brainchild of Artistic Director Deborah Sobol kicks off its tenth season on June 2, 2009 with a pre-performance reception at 5:15 pm followed by a performance of Mozart's incomparable Serenade No. 10 in Bb Major, K 361, the Gran Partita. Motion picture fans will remember the scene in Amadeus where Salieri reflects on Mozart's great masterpiece, concluding "It seemed to me that I was hearing the voice of God."

The Mayor has chosen to honor Rush Hour Concerts by declaring June 2, 2009 "Rush Hour Concerts Day in Chicago". The roster of musicians who will perform the thirteen-instrument masterpiece are among the finest in the city, including members of the Chicago Chamber Musicians, Chicago Symphony Orchestra and the Lyric Opera Orchestra.

Given the intimate and acoustically splendid venue provided by St. James Cathedral and the quality of the performers, this is an event that should be a must on every chamber music lover's calendar. I plan on attending if at all possible, even with the long trek I have to make from Schaumburg to arrive on time.

For more information, visit the Rush Hour Concerts website.

Serenade No. 10 in Bb Major by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart K 361
Presented by Rush Hour Concerts at St. James Cathedral
Chicago, Illinois.

June 2, 2009–5:15 pm

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