Henrietta Bredin talks to Ian Bostridge about his passion for Lieder and his plans for the future
On an eye-wateringly bright and freezing cold day, Ian Bostridge contrives to look svelte and leggily elegant despite the fact that he confesses to wearing a thick layer of thermal underwear next to the skin. As soon as I have divested myself of some of the rather more haphazard layers I have adopted and can once more put my arms down by my sides, we warm up with large cups of coffee and talk about Homeward Bound, the celebratory season of work chosen and performed by Bostridge at the Barbican Centre in London.
‘It’s a wonderful opportunity, partly because it goes on for such a long time. The span of it, from December 2007 right through to December 2008, means that I can reflect all sorts of different aspects of music that I’m interested in.
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