Saturday, October 17, 2026

Requiem for a Dream

Recent Ottawa outings were pleasant so I planned for more this week. Ticketmaster pushed ads for folk singer Anna Graves at Club Saw but it was too rainy mid-week. Finally, I came across a show ($25) at the NAC Fourth Stage with pianist Sarah Hagen. What a surprise since I have seen her several times in Toronto starting back in 2013.

This recital was originally for April of 2025. It was the first to be cancelled due to the pandemic and the last to be rescheduled. During that lock-down, ensconced in PEI, Hagen finally decided to tackle The Goldberg Variations. Something that, she joked during the intro, she thought to save for her 80th birthday celebration.

So on Friday, more than 35 years early, we heard her take on this famous J.S. Bach composition. First came the Prelude from Johann Gottlieb Goldberg, although it likely was written after the Variations. Then Hagen gave a short intro. The popular story that Bach wrote them so that Goldberg could soothe Count Kerserlingk's insomnia is believed to be false. She thought that the perennially poor Bach owed Goldberg money because J.S. is best-known for being "Baroque". The punchline to this extended joke got groans from the audience. But Hagen did impart some useful info for a newbie like me. There were only 3 variations in a minor key: the 15th which marked the first half and the 25th that "ended" the composition. The last 5 was the hopeful resolution. That gave me markers for her uninterrupted recital.

It was an enjoyable show, especially those minor variations, that I listened mostly with my eyes closed. Though I was sitting near the back, I did have a clear sightline to her hands. So on the faster, complicated passages, I marveled at their speed and precision. The opening aria and its reprise at the end was instantly recognizable in popular culture. Her encore was a shimmery prelude by Rachmaninoff.

During the talkback, Hagen continued to charm the audience with her wit: Her 30 art collages, displayed around the stage, were created with each variation playing on a loop; this was a challenge auditory-wise on the short 1-minute ones; her favourite variation was number 13 for its beauty and "easy to play"; of all versions she heard before she started practicing, Lang-Lang's was the best as, in her opinion, it truly escaped from the shadow of Glenn Gould's; the ones with accordion or sax quartet, not so much; his team replied to her inquiries about their gear when she recorded hers but the $100,000 mic set-up was not doable; if she could talk to Gould, she'd ask him what drugs he took and if they expanded his playing. The woman who asked that question told a story of her own. As a 19-year-old working at Hampton Court Hotel, she spoke regularly with Gould who had a residence there. She had no idea who the ramshackle man was until a friend clued her in about 1 month before his sudden death.

That April concert would have been music from women composers. I saw it at Gallery 345 late in November 2019 before the world shut down. Hagen opined that she might still do that showcase in Ottawa. Considering that her next album will be the music of Cécile Chaminade, that could well happen.

Friday, October 9, 2026

History Repeating

On Friday, I went to another show ($53) since the previous one was enjoyable. The group that owned History in Toronto opened another one in Ottawa. Not to bury the lede but this one was so good that I might return despite it being a Ticketmaster-affiliated venue. It was right downtown besides the Rideau Mall instead of out in a far-flung neighbourhood. Better yet, instead of "airport security" and long lines, I walked through the scanners and inside in less than 20 seconds. Located inside a former Chapters bookstore, History Ottawa was more in-line with Concert Hall in size than its larger sibling. Yet the smaller space still had great sight-lines and sound.

Boy Golden hailed from Winnipeg and his band The Church of Better Daze mostly came from out west including (Western Rock Artist of the Year) Fontine. However, I noticed that Torontonian Dani Nash (The Pining) sat behind the kit. The latest stuff was languid country while the early songs were high tempo honky-tonk and rockabilly. Boy Golden was less about cowboy stoicism than being socially progressive (Suffer) and emotionally available (I Wanna Know). It was an engaging opening set from a gregarious performer.

I saw Afie Jurvanen a few times before he got big as Bahamas. His "good ol' Canadian boy" personality went over great with the crowd and got cheers and laughs. He reminisced about Ottawa venues like Zaphod (now 27 Club) and Babylon, referred to his songs firmly tongue-in-cheek as "soft rock ballads", and humourously posited the new material as being obsolete since computers can write music now. With 8 albums, Bahamas did keep the latest to a minimum and played from his whole catalogue. His songs were a little too punchy to be "soft rock" even if ironically the most popular ones (Lost In The Light) were close to that genre.

I actually came for Christine Bougie (guitar) and Felicity Williams (back-up vocals) and they did not disappoint. But Jurvanen was no slouch on guitar and vocals. Him trading licks and chords with Bougie was what kept the songs propulsive and grooving. Though he usually sang higher up, the biggest cheers came whenever he switched to falsetto (All The Time) and let his voice with Williams' even higher soprano soar. His dad jokes persona kept going through his set. When he saw that someone in the front row was on their phone during one of his segue, Afie launched into an impromptu cover of On The Road Again that his band quickly picked up. With a career now at 17 years, and his audience approaching retirement age, Bahamas came on at 9 and finished at a quarter past 10 pm. I appreciated the early wrap since I was no spring chicken myself