Philharmonia Northwest

Yesterday (Sunday the 4th of March) Meredith and I attended a concert at St Stephen's
Episcopal Church. There we heard work by Gavin Bortchert, Sergei Prokofiev, and Johannes Brahms.
I truly liked the Bortchert piece much better than the Prokofiev (3rd Piano Concerto, I believe).
Gavins piece was (and may still be) titled (from memory, I can't find my notes) "Sweet Wines and Wines that foam". A pleasant piece that seemed a bit impressionistic although still very 21st century.
I got the sweet part, but didn't get anything tickling my nose.
At one moment during, however, I felt a little as if I were gliding through the air surveying the landscape below, through valleys and over cities and forests then sailing into a joyful sun.
Like one of KCTS's "Over" tapes.
"Over Gavin", I guess.

The Brahms was what Basil Fawlty once referred to as Brahms' fourth racket and it was wonderful (Duh!)

I would comment on how well it was all played, but I am a wiseass, not a critic.
Sounded fine to me.