The mouth with its bright, shiny grimace exposes a stubby row of teeth, from left to right growing stubbier and stubbier, with more and more cavities.

They all as glad, as birdes of ioyous Pryme […]

The whole movement gives the soloist an opportunity for hair-raising virtuosity, from rapid arpeggios and spectral harmonics to languid parallel sixths, double-stopped trills and, in the trio, a stratospheric cantabile, again on harmonics.

[E]ven though there are announcers, they largely remain quiet, letting us hear all the table talk that goes on during and in between hands.