I hate going to concerts. I love going to concerts. Perhaps I was required to read too much Kant and Hegel in my undergraduate senior thesis class. I’ve got a nice, ripe dualism in my psyche. It’s a common dilemma to most performing musicians. We have a night off, and the last thing we want to do is go to see a concert, a play, or a movie. But going to see something satisfying and good is, well, satisfying and good. And that is entirely worthwhile. Just as Sunday night’s debut concert by the string quartet Mousai Remix proved to be.