Rinaldo
Dressing in the seedy
costume of a street musician and without
a spoken word or a gesture, he actually
makes a character study of a rather
stupid absent-minded sidewalk player.
Rinaldo ambles on without a glance at the
audience, slowly stakes a position in the
center of the stage. After a momentary
pause he quietly raises his violin and
begins to play. His face is absolutely
expressionless except at such momenta
as it lights up with flashes of half-enthusiasm
during a spirited passage of
music, then lapses back into blankness.