Paradise: 80 degrees outside, tank top, shorts, barefoot, listening to Chopin. "Cannons hidden under roses," was how Schumann described Chopin's music. This is an all-Chopin weekend on BBC Radio 3. The Chopin Experience (now archived until next Saturday), was exquisite. Tamas Vasary, and Idil Biret playing live. I am hearing the side-by-side comparisons of early 20th Century renditions, with it's crackly noise, next to recordings of contemporary pianists.
Chopin improvised but disliked Listz's ad lib, wanting Listz to "get out of my garden." The early 20th players are a mere generation removed from Chopin himself: the students of Chopin's students. Lots of flourishes compared to Vladimir Ashkenazy, who abhors the pre-WWII style.
Can anyone not love Chopin? Perhaps someone who has trouble reaching for his own emotions. Chopin takes on an expansive journey in a short span of time. (Chekhov's literature does the same for me.) Chopin died at age 39 of tuberculosis. If he had lived, how would his music have developed?
Below, portrait of Chopin with his lover, the author, George Sand in an oil by Delacroix.
What do you listen to? Matisse put on Jazz as he made his papercuts when he was too weak to paint.
Jazz 1 by Belle
Jazz 2 by Belle
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