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Saturday, February 6th

never enough

Micro-review: !

Johann Sebastian Bach, Chaconne from Partita No. 2 in D minor, BWV 1004 (arr. Ferruccio Busoni); Hélène Grimaud (piano), live, Berlin, 2001

(Note: After posting this clip, I found that it cannot be viewed here; however, it can be at YouTube.)

 

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random sights

other day, Oak Park, Ill.

Saturday, August 22nd

never enough

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756-1791), Piano Concerto No. 20 in D minor (K. 466), excerpt (Third Mvt.); Hélène Grimaud (1969-, piano) with Camerata Salzburg, University of Salzburg (Austria), published 8/21/20

 

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random sights

yesterday, Chicago (Columbus Park)

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reading table

A world of trials,
and if the cherry blossoms,
it simply blossoms

—Kobayashi Issa (1763-1827), translated from Japanese by Sam Hamill

Wednesday, November 9th

more

Toru Takemitsu (1930-1996), Rain Tree Sketch II (1992); Hélène Grimaud (piano), live, Water, 2016


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art beat: other day, Art Institute of Chicago

Vasily Kandinsky (1866-1944), Landscape with Two Poplars, 1912

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Monday, December 16th

Something beautiful to begin the week.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Piano Concerto No. 23 in A major, excerpt (2nd movt., Adagio); Hélène Grimaud (piano), Bavarian Radio Chamber Orchestra

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musical thoughts

It is music and dancing that makes me at peace with the world and at peace with myself.

Nelson Mandela (July 18, 1918-December 5, 2013)

Saturday, May 11th

Here, following Hélène Grimaud’s the other day and Rudolf Serkin’s a while back, is another take.

Ludwig van Beethoven (1770-1827), Piano Sonata No. 31 in A flat major, Op. 110, third movement, Maurizio Pollini (1942-), live


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I stepped from Plank to Plank
A slow and cautious way
The Stars about my Head I felt
About my Feet the Sea.

I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch —
This gave me that precarious Gait
Some call Experience.

—Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

Monday, May 6th

Ludwig van Beethoven (1770-1827), Piano Sonata No. 31 in A flat major, Op. 110; Hélène Grimaud (1969-), live, Germany (Berlin), c. 2001


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musical thoughts

Each performer plays this piece differently, and each performance is different. Each listener hears it differently, and each listen is different. This isn’t one piece; it’s many.

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random thoughts

Two sons, two fathers. Saturday evening, as we were driving back to Bloomington from Indianapolis, where we’d celebrated his graduation from Indiana University at a grand old steakhouse, Luke got a call from a friend. A guy he knew, who grew up in the town right next to us and was a couple years behind him at IU, had just been in a terrible car accident—north of Indianapolis, on the highway to Chicago. He was on his way home for the summer. Now all I could think of was his father, whom I had never met. He would be getting into his car. He would be driving into Chicago on the Eisenhower Expressway, then going south on the Dan Ryan. He would be taking the Skyway into Indiana, then heading toward Indianapolis on Interstate 65. He would be going to get his son. For the last time.

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