On a balmy summer evening, the plaza at Manhattan's Lincoln Center is as cheery a spot as Venice's Piazza San Marco without the pigeons or quite the grandeur. People gaze, mesmerized, into splashing fountains or relax at a sidewalk café, sipping Campari or sucking fruit ice from paper cups. For a change of meter and mood, conventioneers might duck the cacophony of the Garden in exchange for the mellow sounds at Alice Tully Hall, where July is Mostly Mozart time. Unfortunately, with Spain's dazzling pianist Alicia de Laroccha currently in residence, it is...
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