#itzhak perlman

Billy Joel is a master of his craft. Itzhak Perlman is “The” master of his craft. Together, they perform my second most favorite Billy Joel song, Downeaster Alexa. If curious, this is my favorite. I recently read that Billy Joel had to cancel the remaining dates of his MSG residency. Getting old and sick sucks.

A preview of the new season of Ina Garten's Be My Guest, including guest Christine Baranski.

Season 7 premiere is Sunday, October 19, 2025.

At age four, Itzhak Perlman picked up a toy violin and began mimicking the sounds he heard on the radio. The sounds weren’t random; they were melodies, played back with uncanny accuracy. Born on August 31, 1945, in Tel Aviv, Perlman showed an astonishing affinity for music from the very beginning. His earliest lessons at the Shulamit Conservatory revealed a prodigy in the making, but fate added another layer of complexity to his journey. At age four, he contracted polio, leaving him with limited use of his legs. Instead of dimming his passion, the illness sharpened his focus, anchoring him to the instrument that became both his voice and his path forward.

He played sitting down, his legs braced, the violin cradled close. Teachers were initially reluctant, believing his disability might hinder his progress. But his playing silenced doubt. Within a few years, Perlman’s performances captured attention across Tel Aviv’s musical circles. His determination was equaled by his technical precision and emotional range, an uncanny combination that would define his career. By his teens, he had outgrown the local scene and moved to New York to study at the Juilliard School under Ivan Galamian and Dorothy DeLay, two of the most influential violin teachers of the 20th century. His style matured in those formative years, not just with technique, but with an emotional intelligence that gave familiar works new life.

His national debut came in 1958 when he appeared on "The Ed Sullivan Show." Viewers across the U.S. saw a young boy with braces on his legs walk slowly onto the stage, then sit and play with a depth that seemed to defy his age. That moment wasn’t simply a breakthrough for a young violinist, it was a cultural shift. Millions watched in awe, drawn not only to his talent but to the defiance with which he pursued his art. He didn’t ask for sympathy. He gave them music, pure and unfiltered.

In the decades that followed, Perlman became synonymous with violin mastery. He interpreted Beethoven’s violin concerto with both fire and finesse, brought haunting sensitivity to Tchaikovsky’s works, and delivered spirited performances of Mendelssohn and Brahms. But beyond the classics, Perlman embraced diversity in music. He performed klezmer with authentic joy, collaborated on film scores like "Schindler’s List" with John Williams, and brought Yiddish melodies to global concert halls. His versatility wasn’t about experimentation, it reflected a deep belief that music was a universal language, one that transcended genre or tradition.

He didn’t keep that language to himself. In 1995, he founded the Perlman Music Program, a haven for young string musicians with extraordinary talent. Located on Shelter Island, the program became known not only for high-level instruction but for its focus on emotional and personal growth. Perlman taught students that greatness was not only measured by flawless execution but by the ability to move an audience, to tell a story through sound. His work as a mentor was hands-on, deeply personal. He shared jokes, stories, encouragement, and demanded honesty in musical interpretation.

Collaborations with giants like Yo-Yo Ma, Daniel Barenboim, and Pinchas Zukerman enriched his career. Yet, even among other virtuosos, Perlman remained distinctive. His phrasing felt conversational. His tone carried a warmth that no teacher could bottle, no practice session could guarantee. Whether in solo recitals or with orchestras like the New York Philharmonic and the Berlin Philharmonic, Perlman’s presence was magnetic. He never rushed, never forced emotion, he revealed it.

Perlman once briefly met Humphrey Bogart in a backstage setting during a performance-related event in New York, a surreal brush with Hollywood royalty that left a lasting impression on the young musician.

Perlman’s instrument, a 1714 Soil Stradivarius once owned by Yehudi Menuhin, seemed to become part of him. Audiences didn’t separate the violin from the man. They watched him lean into each note, eyes closed, his face a portrait of every emotion he summoned. In that act, he connected across languages and cultures, from prestigious concert halls to television screens.

In a world that often idolizes speed and ease, Perlman’s life is a quiet rebellion. He achieved brilliance with effort, patience, and intention. Not despite the obstacles, but through them. Each performance reminds us that what we create matters more than what stands in our way

The tablecloth sized napkin tucked into his collar really just completes the look for Schickele.

I realize that Peter Schickele was plenty famous and respected on his own but still how do you get over getting to do a duet with Itzhak Perlman.

Reminded of the South Park concert where Les Claypool was fangirling over getting to play bass next to Geddy Lee, dude you're Les Claypool wat.

But I got it too.