They'll launch into the pseudo-country song "Splendor in the Grass," then interpolate the opening theme of Tchaikovsky's First Piano Concerto at the bridge. These 11 musicians have the knack of roaming from genre to genre sometimes crossing them and making results accessible. (That's Charlotte for you: enthusiastic but rhythm-impaired.) Nothing about this show seemed overfamiliar, from a Latin-orchestrated "Bolero" that would have made Ravel smile to the funhouse weirdness of "Que Será, Será." The only old-fashioned number, a boisterous "Brazil," went wonky when two conga lines in the audience ran into each other. This musical concoction travels well: through time via old Egyptian or American movie music, across borders with songs from Turkey and Cuba and Italy.
Well, I've just walked back from the Pink Martini concert at Belk Theater, which closes the Charlotte Symphony Orchestra's pops season, and those fit. By Lawrence I hear the words "pink martini," adjectives come to mind: tart, cool, refreshing, nontraditional.
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