The marvel in her version of Number 3 lay, once again, in innumerable details that had somehow escaped my attention in previous hearings. One patch still swirls in my head as I write these words: the piano in the slow movement, moving steadily and quietly through slow arpeggios while the Philharmonic’s Anne Diener Zentner and David Breidenthal entwined their flute and bassoon into the audible equivalent of the perfect Godiva chocolate. I have heard this moment probably half a hundred times without it reaching me the way it did this once through the combination of a perfectly formed small orchestra and the blithe spirit at the keyboard, making the music happen.
