Last night Joanne and I went to hear/see Michael Nyman at The Sage in Gateshead.
He was performing solo albeit to selections of silent film and photography projected onto a huge screen behind him.
He also played selections from Gattaca, The Piano and other 'hits'.
The silent films were of Manhattan and Nice (by Jean Vigo) in the 1920's by the looks of it and tended to show the bustle of both sides of the tracks; the rich and the poor.
Now I know Nyman's music tends to be on the urbane, propulsive and only slightly 'impressionistic' side but apart from the accompaniment to the films (and one or two 'movie' movements, Gattaca mainly), I found it all a bit detached and certainly a bit turgid. At one point it was almost as if he was really going through the motions.
We have seen him conduct live before, in fact for a world 'premiere' once and he came across as ebulient and quite gregarious. Last night, as part of the 'act' no doubt, he remained silent for the entire concert. A bit contrived if you ask me.