...walk up to a bar.
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The perfect piano would be too delicate to touch.
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New cellos are no good. The perfect cello must be aged for years in cask of pure silence, until all its high-strung bitterness had turned to mellow grief.
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There's really nothing like discovering a new piece of great music, is there? This week's find for me [1] was Beethoven's Triple Concerto for Violin, Cello and Piano in C, Op. 56. It's an incredible piece of music, combining energy and song as only Beethoven can, and to hear a version of it performed by the Berlin Philharmonic under the baton of Karajan with soloists Oistrakh, Rostropovich and Richter is an experience so exhilarating it ought to be illegal without a prescription.
You can find a version of the piece (with the same soloists, but a different orchestra) on YouTube: here, here, here and here.
[1] Strauss's Symphonia domestica, which I heard performed by the Philadelphia Orchestra conducted by Andre Previn yesterday, comes in a close second.
2 comments:
Huh? I'm confused. You've never heard the Triple Concerto before?
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ooooh. It is an amazing piece, and it's so exciting to watch them play together. I also love watching the Beethoven cello-piano sonatas recorded by Richter and Rostropovich.
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