Music is a mystery for people who play it, write it, listen to it, and write about it. The only thing I can really do when I try to say something about music is assume.
Friday, October 30, 2009
What a Czardas!
Then, you have to hear Aleksandr Hrustevich play the last movement of the Tchaikovsky Violin Concerto! Who needs a violin or an orchestra when you can have an accordion?
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The definition of a gentleman, the joke goes, is someone who knows how to play the accordion, but doesn't.
Somehow this young man's digital dexterity does not rise to the level of art by reason of the instrument, to my taste. I sadly imagine him playing in an underground station, rather than a concert hall as his career progresses.
Playing like this is no joke. Actually, if I had it in me to learn to plan yet another instrument, it would probably be the accordion (or the bandonion).
Make sure you listen to the Tchaikovsky. I hope to be able to play it (some day) as well on the violin as he plays it on the accordion.
Being a violist, flutist and pianist as well as composer and teacher, must one assume there's still not enough on your plate? Given the picture of your pie in the newer blog entry, it looks like something's left on the plate.... Maybe eyes are bigger than the stomach? It's sure true for me.
I am active as a composer, a violist, a violinist, a recorder player, and as a teacher. I have been keeping this space in the blogosphere alive with assumptions about music (and assorted other things) since 2005.
3 comments:
The definition of a gentleman, the joke goes, is someone who knows how to play the accordion, but doesn't.
Somehow this young man's digital dexterity does not rise to the level of art by reason of the instrument, to my taste. I sadly imagine him playing in an underground station, rather than a concert hall as his career progresses.
Playing like this is no joke. Actually, if I had it in me to learn to plan yet another instrument, it would probably be the accordion (or the bandonion).
Make sure you listen to the Tchaikovsky. I hope to be able to play it (some day) as well on the violin as he plays it on the accordion.
Being a violist, flutist and pianist as well as composer and teacher, must one assume there's still not enough on your plate? Given the picture of your pie in the newer blog entry, it looks like something's left on the plate.... Maybe eyes are bigger than the stomach? It's sure true for me.
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