My mother would have loved André Rieu. She loved Lawrence Welk, too. And Victor Borge. This is not to suggest that she was unsophisticated. An accomplished pianist, she was so offhanded about it that ...

As the evening sun dips behind Maastricht’s medieval spires, this summer evening ignites. Once the signature Entry of the Gladiators begins, all eyes turn towards André Rieu and his troupe of Disney ...