by Nicholas Stevens
Much like genres, names of arts organizations constitute a sort of contract between artist and audience: mislabel something at your peril. The shouting that greeted The Rite of Spring at its debut offers an example. Patrons had paid for a nice evening at the Russian Ballet, and instead watched as dancers stamped all over the floorboards — and their expectations — to an insistent beat. All this to say that when the founders of fp (fresh perspectives) Creative named their classical and new music venture, they implicitly promised that their offerings would represent the best kind of break from convention. Last week, the call of a trumpet heralded a fulfillment of terms.