tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81392874754872184152009-06-18T08:03:56.307-07:00BLOG...STEINAlon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-89278933447087484372009-03-18T20:49:00.001-07:002009-03-24T10:25:29.606-07:00Wolfgang Amadeus Bartok<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">On performing Bartok's concerto no. 3 with the Rhode Island as well as the Fort Wayne Philharmonic Orchestras - February 28 and March 14, 2009. </span><br /><div><br /></div><div>In the midst of a February month dominated by playing four different concerti (Schumann, Brahms 1, Mendelssohn 1 and Bartok 3), I suddenly discovered something which at first seemed totally absurd - that Bartok has potentially more in common with Mozart than say Schumann or Brahms. To be more specific, I realized that by thinking in Mozartean terms I would reveal more of the mystery in this piece (Bartok 3), get closer to its core, its ultra sensitive quality, its unique intimacy.</div><div><br /></div><div>As I walked on stage I saw a magnificent sight - a huge instrument comprised of nearly eighty musicians - string players, wood winds, brass and percussionists who were playing a wide range of instruments in all shapes and sizes. The stage was completely packed.<br /><br /></div><div>During the first run-through of the piece I recognized much more Stravinsky and Debussy in our playing than say Bach or Mozart. I believe there is a strong misconception of Bartok as being an aggressive, heavy-handed composer. I often hear his music being played loudly and with some brutality. In music history of the twentieth century, Stravinsky's use of the simplest rhythmic patterns being repeated, and elevated above melody is called "primitivism." We also use the same term when addressing Bartok's melodic lines which are derived from folk melodies and especially peasant songs from Hungary and the neighboring countries (Romania, Bulgaria). Yet, these melodies, simple as they may sound, use quarter tones in a melodic scale, which is far more elaborate than "our" major or minor scales. Their rhythmic ingenuity juxtaposes similar recognizable rhythmic patterns in a way that creates entirely different stresses and tensions within the phrase. So different than Stravinsky. Primitive would not be the word I would use.</div><div><div><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/ScHBAiMRaDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CEE0khPudg0/s320/Bartok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314741250196334642" border="0" /> </div></div><div> </div><div><br />We begin again. This time I ask the orchestra to "Think Mozart". The scoring of the opening is so thin, so minimal - no tutti, just strings, timpani and piano. The very first notes, rather than create a Debussy-like murmur, I ask the strings for the precision and clarity that would characterize a Mozart accompaniment. The timpani should sound like as if it is playing "pizzicato." On top of that I could introduce my folkish dance. This intricate and very peculiar dance is deceptively simple. Its complexion is due to the displacements of strong beats and weak beats within the bars. It needs extreme attention to agogic, stresses and overall phrasing. A different kind of listening is asked for. Transparency is crucial. When this opening theme reaches its climax and brass instruments are added, it is still with the same sense of clarity and style that defines the classical era, rather than the full blown thick massive sound of late romanticism.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>In the second theme, piano, strings, winds and percussion participate. Sounds big...? Well, "yes", however the result is quite<div> <div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SckKS_4OgoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/qQQhsECmYU0/s1600-h/Picture1.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SckKS_4OgoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/qQQhsECmYU0/s320/Picture1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316792156588769922" border="0" /></a></div> </div><div> </div> <div> </div> <div> </div> the opposite. In this subtle interplay between the various instruments, piano is the leading voice while the other<br /><div> </div> <div> </div> <div> </div> <div> </div>instruments add spices, colors and missing beats. The use of each instrument - triangle, side drum, horn, clarinet, violins is so economic, so sparse. What is even more fascinating is that to my ears, Bartok is asking the percussion instruments to sound like string pizzicato, the strings are asked to sound like wood-winds or alternatively like light percussion instruments (i.e. triangle), the wood-winds sound somewhat like a piano, and the piano... well, with music that has such purity and directness of expression, the piano needs to combine the clarity and precision of an early fortepiano with the infinite resources that the modern instrument can provide.</div><div><br /></div><div>Let's think about that - asking a percussionist to sound like a wind player... or the latter to sound like a piano... This is a revolution to our common notions of sound. But that belongs to another entry.</div><div><br /></div><div>Early in his life Bartok was most influenced by the composers he emerged from - Brahms, Liszt, Strauss. As he evolved, during the 1920s, Debussy and Stravinsky became a great source of inspiration. Now, late in his life (with the present piece), he is looking back to Mozart and even further... to Bach! It is in the first movement that I felt the greatest benefit in listening through Mozart "Ear-glasses." In the following movement, the slow second movement, an altogether different atmosphere is created. Its religious state of mind, its choral as well as polyphonic writing resurrect another very familiar figure, that of Johann Sebastian... Bartok.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Alon Goldstein</div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-8927893344708748437?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-30230381010717102302009-02-12T07:49:00.000-08:002009-03-20T21:18:02.634-07:00From Schumann's diary...Robert Schumann documented nearly every day of his life since his teenage years. On Oct. 1, 1853 a young composer age 20 came to visit. On that day Schumann wrote in his diary just one line:<br /><br />"A visit from Johannes Brahms (a genius)"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-3023038101071710230?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-66717114657421467482008-11-24T14:23:00.000-08:002009-01-26T05:34:17.587-08:00Ave Maria<span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>On performing Schubert and Schumann songs at the Phillips Collection (Washington DC), Second Presbytarian Church (Baltimore), and the Cultural Center (Chicago). </strong><br /><br />There are moments in our lives that are totally unexpected and yet so important and meaningful. They energize us beyond any predictions, and although few and far in between, these special moments are an essential part of our lives.<br /><br /><em>Magical moments -</em> their essence is also in their brevity. Truth be said, I rarely know when they will appear, envelope me, clean my thoughts, clear my hopes, and re-direct me towards the goals which I laid in front of me.<br /><br />A few weeks ago, I was preparing for three concerts which mixed songs of Schubert and Schumann with solo and chamber music repertoire. I believe that every great pianist must posses a strong urge to accompany singers - to support, to provide a cushion for the most natural of musical instruments - the human voice - to emerge, soar and bloom... then land. In addition to that, I must add, the repertoire is second to none.<br /><br />As it happened, the day prior to our last concert, we - soprano Hyunah Yu, and I - were rehearsing leisurely at the Cultural center in Chicago, one of this city's many unique landmarks. Our rehearsal began with five Schubert songs, and ended with five Schumann songs.<br /><br />Playing through these miniature masterpieces one by one, indulging in the sound of the language, admiring the poetry and above all listening, observing, re-living the way Schubert and Schumann painted these words, these sentences, these feelings / emotions in music..... it was easy to forget oneself in the space between what is conscious and what is unconscious. Time and space were of no importance. We were floating in a special place.<br /><br />Schubert's <em>Lachen und Weinen</em> ("Laughing &amp; Crying") - so seductively simple. A beautiful melodic line that changes its color, its reflection each time the accompaniment moves between major and minor, softer or louder<em>. </em><em>Im Früling</em> ("In Spring") starts up as another strophic song, then transforms completely when the poet ceases to describe nature, and immerses himself in describing her - her image. At that moment Schubert gives me the most achingly beautiful melodic coloratura, floating above and below, inside and outside the melodic line sang by Hyunah. The thorny <em>Heidenröslein</em> ("The Briar-Rose") comes next. My role in this song is mainly "um pa, um pa..." However, finding that perfect balance between the simple and the sublime, the meaningful and the meaningless creates the miracle. <em>Heimliches Lieben </em>("Loving in Secret") with its broad melodies is a challenge considering the high passion that the words suggest: "thy lips touch me";"trembling lift my breast";"my eye's aflame"... Are you sure this is loving in secret...? </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">And then <em>Suleika</em> ("Suleika") which has a much darker tone than the previous songs.</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">With Schubert, major is at times sadder than minor. The <em>b minor</em> <em>key</em> of this song's breathless, worrisome first part changes to <em>B major</em> and even the slightest of hopes is crushed. It hearts. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Each song is an entity - its subject matter, its sub-context, its philosophical overtones. These profound musical jewels capture the widest array in our eternal emotional resources.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Onto our Schumann group. How different is this composer from the other in his choice as well as interpretation of great German poetry. Schumann's hyper sensitive changes of moods are reflected in his songs, some are as short as one page. His demons / imaginary friends are an integral part of the music. Ambiguity is central to the understanding of this enigmatic composer. I think Schubert allows us to concentrate on the poem through his music, whereas Schumann forces us to listen to the music through the poem!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">In <em>Du bist wie eine Blume</em> ("You are like a Flower") the singer tells us one story, while the piano's background and foreground reveals the hidden subtext<em>. Der Nußbaum</em> (The Walnut Tree) gives us with its ongoing repeated refrain the sense and sensibility we always crave for. <em>Liebeslied</em> ("Love song") gets to our place of raw emotions and <em>Röselein, Röselein!</em> ("Little rose, Little rose!") again takes us on a wild ride within Schumann's multiple personalities. Alas, <em>Widmung</em> ("Dedication") closes our second group of songs, and with it our program. They say that "good composers imitate, but great composers steal..." At the end of this most passionate song / gift, which Schumann wrote to Clara, he quotes the famous <em>Ave Maria</em> of Schubert. A truly stroke of genius. Our rehearsal came to an end. Or has it?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">All this was just setting the stage for what was to come next. I took back the Schubert album and found the original <em>Ave Maria</em>, the source. After all, couldn't a performer, in this case - your truly - ask for an enocre? Hyunah came closer so we could look at the music together. She apologized in advance if it will turn out that she would not sing the entire song, to save her strength... but she did! She could not stop and neither could I. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">It was dark outside, most people went home already, and yet the few that were in the building gathered around us. We started our evening with Schubert, continued with Schumann quoting Schubert, then decided to end with bringing the former back to life. I actually think that it was he that brought us back to life. I played the song at a slightly slower tempo then usual. Well, I did not want this to end<em>.</em> I felt so privileged to have had this magical moment of intimacy... of ecstasy! The gentle melodic curves of <em>Ave Maria</em> repeat three times. Within me, it still goes on. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">When the last notes of the heavenly sound of <em>B major</em> evaporated, I got up and hugged my partner for this most uplifting experience. Thank you, Hyunah! </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Evening descended, silence was all around, our souls and the music that surrounded us became just for a moment something that we could not only feel, we could touch. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">And then, </span><span style="font-family:Courier New;">it disappeared. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Alon Goldstein</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-6671711465742146748?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-26670882793316295682008-08-28T11:10:00.000-07:002008-09-13T20:10:07.959-07:00Dance in the Desert<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLnGugNICaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OOflPLGWVJc/s1600-h/Sde+Boker+Blog+panorama.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240438143643552162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLnGugNICaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OOflPLGWVJc/s400/Sde+Boker+Blog+panorama.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">Every August - far from the big city, but close to the human <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240063717804524146" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLhyMDQmwnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VWjErdS74-E/s200/Zin.jpg" border="0" width="249" height="186" />spirit, detached from our endless daily race, and connected to our need for time and peace of mind, deep in the south of Israel - in the desert – a remarkable, one of a kind enterprise comes to life. It is the "Tel-Hai International Piano Master Classes", which take place in Sde Boker – about two and a half hours south of Tel-Aviv.<br /><br />Classical music in the desert? Can Mozart and the "Wilderness of Zin" find a common language? Will Beethoven find his way through the spring of "Ein Avdat"? In this surreal location the real <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLhyDUwVMgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/siOdmUI7jKA/s1600-h/Ein+Avdat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240063567882170882" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLhyDUwVMgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/siOdmUI7jKA/s200/Ein+Avdat.jpg" border="0" /></a>becomes unreal, and the unreal becomes a dream, where <em>our</em> eternal music caresses the landscape in a way I have never experienced before, or maybe it is the other way around.<br /><br />For nearly three weeks, some seventy pianists from about two dozen countries come together in search of answers, of discovery, in a most unusual place. For all of us – staff, students and spectators – this becomes an experience of everlasting increase of awareness, one that is drawn from several unexpected inspirational resources. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">From the first day, private lessons, public master classes and concerts are being held. On top of that a competition of a newly commissioned Israeli work takes place as well as a concerto competition, in which three young pianists are chosen to play as soloists with the Israeli Symphony Orchestra Rishon LeZion. One of the primary goals of this unique project is that the center of gravity will be the students and their experience, which they are able to shape according to their own needs, with us – the professors – giving advice.<br /><br />As the master classes begin to take shape, people get acquainted with themselves and with the land. Then, miracles start happening: I saw Mozart the other day, playing tricks with some girls at the bottom of "Zin" wadi. He can be so "uncivilized" at times... also in his music! A few other students went after midnight to watch the stars. Instead, they saw Chopin dancing privately with George Sand. She wanted to dance to a Polonaise, while he preferred a Mazurka. Usually he looks so frail. Here, in Sde Boker, I swear he was feeling much stronger.<br /><br />After the first few days a sense of familiarity takes place, and <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLhzxnwiRaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/znV12q0WxSE/s1600-h/Machtesh+Ramon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240065462768911778" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLhzxnwiRaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/znV12q0WxSE/s200/Machtesh+Ramon.jpg" border="0" width="242" height="187" /></a>adventures are attempted. We all travel together about thirty minutes south to "Machtesh Ramon", the largest natural crater in the world. On the way we make a brief stop to admire the unfolding view. In the far distance we can almost see Haydn working on his new "Creation". Here, in Sde Boker he is regaining some of his lost fame, with countless of fine performances of his sonatas.<br /><br />In "Machtesh Ramon" we go for a hike. A quick glance into the impressive horizon lying in front of us sends our imagination soaring. These are sights coming straight out of the book of Genesis. Looking at the walls of this enormous natural structure reveals millions of years of history. Can our music, which is mostly from the last three hundred years, somehow relate to that?<br /><br />Oops… suddenly Ginastera jumps out of the cliff, with his Argentinean dances. They almost sound as chaotic as Haim Permont's Moment Musical – the commissioned work for this year's classes. Beethoven decides to join us along for our walk. I think he hears better here, although he still complains. His late sonata – no. 30 in E major Op. 109 – is performed three times during the course of this festival. Is this a coincidence, or does late Beethoven fit our atonal landscape better than anywhere else? We head back just in time to have some cheese and wine, and hear Liszt trying to impress Clara Schumann with his flamboyant playing of a new "Israeli Rhapsody". I believe he is thinking of a new Annees de Perelinage ("years of wondering") – after Swiss and Italy, now… Israel!!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLhx3MXk3SI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zWYIzj6wOJQ/s1600-h/Ibex.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240063359472426274" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLhx3MXk3SI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zWYIzj6wOJQ/s200/Ibex.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />One morning a family of ibexes (mountain goats) climbed up from the valley to listen. One after another, I counted sixteen. People say that classical music has a shrinking audience. Maybe we should turn then to the animals... Perhaps we should "invite" nature. We might find some answers. Schubert certainly thinks so. He just rented a little trolley calling everybody "all<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLm-0qMiU-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/5VzE6k36UJE/s1600-h/Sde+Boker+Blog+IV.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240429453311628258" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLm-0qMiU-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/5VzE6k36UJE/s200/Sde+Boker+Blog+IV.JPG" border="0" /></a> aboard", before disappearing in the distant creek.<br /><br />If classical music is dead, then I guess the desert has no life: I see no water, yet there are so many different kinds of plants all around, up and down the rugged hills. I see no food, yet so many insects in all shapes and form find enough to live together in perfect harmony – scorpions, butterflies, spiders, beetles and many other kinds of small creatures whose names I probably will never know. The desert is full of life, and our classical music finds it to be a natural spring, full of pure energy.<br /><br />Are we ready to take some risks – Brahms says "yes", as do Prokofiev and Rachmaninov, and of course Liszt. They dominate the "Concerto competition". Bach and Mozart preferred to stay out of this. Bach was last seen running after one of his fifteen children. They are absolutely thrilled playing with the ibexes. Mozart on the other hand was working on a new opera – "The Magic Canyon".<br /><br />The competition begins. Risks are taken. Mistakes are made. These are all essential in the learning process. Out of fifteen contestants, six are selected to play in next day's finals. Three are chosen to play in a couple of months with the orchestra.<br /><br />By now, two weeks have gone by. Only five days are left and it seems to me that most students are going through a period of transformation – they spend most of their time outside, rather than inside, some even decide to sleep out in the desert. Is it the<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLh2eIVxeiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/y-dwt6VdD6s/s1600-h/landscape.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240068426452531746" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLh2eIVxeiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/y-dwt6VdD6s/s200/landscape.jpg" border="0" /></a> music, the way we teach here, or is it the place? I truly believe that the answers to the questions we encounter, when we learn a new piece, do not lie all inside the practice room. They are also found outside – in a place, in a conversation, a hike, a visit, and sometimes also in just marveling the surroundings of a place like Sde Boker.<br /><br />There are only a couple of more days. Schumann hasn't yet sent out all the invitations for his new "Desert Carnaval". I heard he has some new characters in it that we have never heard of. He must hurry up if he wants Mendelssohn to join the party. The latter thinks he found a new symphony hidden in one of the caves here. Will he resurrect another composer yet again?! Tchaikovsky in the meanwhile has to quit worrying about hearing his <em>Nutcracker</em> piano arrangement played here. Who said one cannot Dance in the Desert?<br /><br />A total of 72 students and 14 teachers performed about 150 pieces <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLilBOzl10I/AAAAAAAAAG0/tw0DIIjYNNM/s1600-h/concerts.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240119607018510146" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLilBOzl10I/AAAAAAAAAG0/tw0DIIjYNNM/s320/concerts.JPG" border="0" width="314" height="234" /></a>in the concerts, worked on 27 other pieces in the public master classes, and explored countless of other works in the private lessons. We head to a Bedouin tent for our farewell dinner before waking up from the dream and going back to reality.<br /><br />Two and a half weeks of intense back and forth between young musicians and senior ones, all nourished by this magical environment changed us, made us more aware, enriched, rounded, rugged, inspired and perhaps even... better pianists.<br /><br />See you next year!! <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLilg5FfSwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OA7WiGQ9AEU/s1600-h/caricature+me.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240120150943812354" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 176px; height: 135px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLilg5FfSwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OA7WiGQ9AEU/s200/caricature+me.JPG" border="0" width="190" height="142" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLilTOs9qjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gCY0HaPMaeU/s1600-h/caricature.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240119916228356658" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 182px; height: 133px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SLilTOs9qjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gCY0HaPMaeU/s200/caricature.JPG" border="0" width="185" height="136" /></a></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Alon Goldstein</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-2667088279331629568?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-39126947142752679122008-07-27T20:33:00.000-07:002008-09-03T07:08:39.801-07:00In Memory<strong>July 16, 2008 - A dedication prior to performing the pre-concert recital at the Seattle Chamber Music Festival.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />"Ladies and Gentleman, good evening.<br />Over the past few days, since I arrived in Seattle, people have been asking me why I changed my program for this pre-concert recital from Beethoven's <em>Waldstein </em>sonata to Bach' s <em>Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring</em> and <em>Sheep May Safely Graze,</em> along with the Janacek sonata <em>Oct. 1, 1905 -</em> <em>From the Street</em>.<br />While there were a few reasons (mainly logistical) that led me to change the program over a month ago, it was the news that broke-out this morning from my home country of Israel, that seemed to have dictated the real reason.<br />Earlier today a controversial prisoner exchange occurred, in which the people of Israel were holding their breath, expecting to receive two of its kidnapped soldiers, hoping that they were still alive. Instead, two caskets were thrown onto the ground by their despicable captors. The country is torn as well as united in the grief of the families.<br />This evening, playing the Beethoven sonata could not have taken place. It is Bach's eternal prayer for some kind of peace and forgiveness, unification and love, that needs to be. But, it is also Janacek's sad reminder of the tragic spiral of current events that dominate our world these days, and which we seem not to find a way to reconcile. Tonight I could not have played anything but the Bach and the Janacek.<br />Ladies and Gentleman, with your permission, I would like to dedicate this concert to the memory of Eldad Regev and Ehud Goldwasser."<br /><br />Alon Goldstein<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-3912694714275267912?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-72097058110049041362008-06-10T08:01:00.000-07:002008-09-03T07:09:03.196-07:00A Mozart Mystery<strong>Preparing for performances of Mozart's Piano Concerto no. 12 in A major K. 414. </strong><br /><strong>July 11, 2008 in Shippensburg, PA. with the Chamber Orchestra of the Summer Music Festival and David Amado conducting.</strong><br /><strong>July 14, 2008 in Seattle, WA. at the Seattle chamber music festival.</strong><strong><br /></strong><br />In the past several weeks I have been thinking whether to write about my experience of playing Beethoven's "Waldstein" sonata for the first time, or maybe about the new discoveries I had when playing the Schumann piano concerto with three different orchestras last month. But as it turns out, something else, entirely different came up which I wanted to share. It is somewhat a mystery - a Mozart mystery.<br /><br />I am in the midst of preparations for concerts of what is for me a new piano concerto - Mozart's concerto no. 12 in A, K. 414. Playing Mozart in the course of the season is, in my opinion, one of the most important things a musician can do in order to continuously develop, learn and raise his level of awareness to subtleties of rhythm, shades of sound as well as agogic, stresses and nuances of a phrase. Afterwards comes... exhaustion!<br /><br />As I am learning the second movement of this delightful concerto I reach the point where the piano first departs from what was already introduced before by the orchestra. We are in the land of divinity, and this point of departure takes us a step even higher: Suddenly, without prior warning or any preparation the piano soars into a new melody - one with such heavenly beauty... it makes me stop. Not that it is "too much", it is just so overwhelming, I want to know where it came from.<br /><br />This magical moment, just as it unnoticeably appeared, it disappeared without ever returning. But Why?! Won't there be a recap of the material, as is the case with music written in the classical era? If it is so beautiful, this magical moment, why not bring it again? Alas, why wasn't it announced before, or wasn't I told so I could properly prepare?<br /><br />I look back at other Mozart concerti which I played over the years - No. 11 in F (K. 413), No. 13 in C (K. 415), No. 20 in D minor (K. 466), no. 23 also in A (K. 488), and no. 24 in C minor (K. 491) among others. Do these concerti all have a special moment such as the one I have just experienced? The answer is a resounding "yes!" - All of them have that <em>moment </em>which shows up unannounced, lingers for just a little, then goes away and shall not return.<br /><br />Can we find similarities between these special secrets - "yes" and "no". "No" because there is really no pattern for their appearance- they could come during the course of the 1st, 2nd or 3rd movements. They can occur basically anytime! Or can they? Are they a result of pure spontaneity by a genius, or are they pre-planned? Does their function change depending on the place which they appear? Do they influence the structure, the unfolding of the movement?<br /><br />One immediatey notices when these moments unveil themselves, but it is for different reasons that their beauty becomes so apparent: It can be a lonely melodic line singing high above in utmost simplicity in between outer sections of chordal writing full of dense texture as is the case in the present concerto K. 414. Or it can be the sudden launching into high passionate <em>Sturm und Drung </em>section at the end of a courtly dance movement - a <em>Menuet</em>, as is the case in the final movement of K. 413.<br /><br />When I look for similarities between these cherishable moments, several realizations come to mind: their strength is a function of their brevity. Their sudden appearance and the fact that they will not come back is a virtue. They illuminate what we have just heard and what is yet to come.<br /><br />Another thought has to do with the sensuous beauty and deep feeling from which these moments spring - maybe this is a glimpse into the composer's innermost, his inner-life, far from concealing the inward glow of passion!<br /><br />These special places are always in complete contrast to what has happened before, yet their appearance sounds so inevitable. It is quite fascinating the different ways in which Mozart creates these very personal moments. In K. 414 it is a new melody of entirely new character on top of the simplest accompaniment - repeated chords; in K. 413 it is a "circle of fifths", which in the context of what has happened before, is quite shocking and at the same time so soothing...; In K. 491 when the tragedy, which was set forth at the opening slowly transforms through glimpses of hope when the second subject is introduced by the piano, a sudden, totally unexpected return of the opening theme (now re-orchestrated with solo Flute over piano accompanying) erases all traces of a positive outlook.<br /><br />In K. 488 during the course of the exuberant <em>Finale </em>an "uninvited" guest arrives - Antonio the drunk gardener - in the form of a new theme in a new key. It converses with the orchestra, flirts with it, shouts at it... and goes away - a pure miracle! Why the gardener? Why here? It is not a "necessary" part of the "form". But maybe Mozart is not writing "forms", he is writing stories, and as the story unfolds, so does the twists and turns of his music.<br /><br />My good friend Jonathan Biss wrote in his blog about the "sense of the mercurial in Mozart - the sensation that the character of a phrase is being determined as it is played as a reaction to the provocation that was the previous phrase - is of utmost importance. And that cannot be faked - you can only give the impression of being in the moment by actually being in the moment."<br /><br />I think this all adds up to our efforts to understand this "mystery." We will never be able to solve it, but maybe, just maybe we will be able to get closer to it, feel it, and possibly even touch it momentarily.<br /><br />Mozart wrote in a letter to his father in 1782 about the concerti K. 413, 414 and 415: "...There are passages here and there from which the connoisseurs alone can derive satisfaction; but these passages are written in such a way that the less learned cannot fail to be pleased, though without knowing why..."<br /><br />I think this applies to these miraculous moments. And so next time when you listen to a Mozart concerto, look for these special places where a shiver runs through the body, a smile lights up the face, and you could hear Mozart laughing high above. You have just witnessed yet another layer of this composer's intimate personality. He whispered a secret in your ear!<br /><br />Alon Goldstein<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-7209705811004904136?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-39641989022452822052008-04-09T06:23:00.000-07:002008-05-24T16:45:53.502-07:00The Road Not Existed...There are big cities, there are small cities, there are tiny little cities, and then there is Tiffin Ohio. This American city brought about yet another big smiling question mark on the face of Laurence, my relative from New York. Other than telling me with his witty touch of cynicism "it is my favorite city", or "been there many times...", he seemed to be at a loss in terms of its geographical whereabouts. He would not even admit that it is within the continental United States.<br /><br />So there was no surprise when after asking the journalist that interviewed me from the local newspaper about Tiffin's tourist destinations or places to eat... all I heard was laughter. To be more accurate: regarding places to eat, I was advised to drive out of town, and in terms of places to see... well, it seemed that the biggest attraction within a 50 miles radius was the interstate that takes you North or South of here! But I like traveling, especially when no expectations are involved. This trip to Ohio included three solo recitals - Tiffin, Dayton and Cincinnati.<br /><br />After landing in Cincinnati airport and getting my rental car, I looked at the map and saw that to get to Tiffin, one only needed to go North on the interstate and turn East at one point. That's all. My hard working manager - Jennifer - equipped me with directions from <em>Yahoo map</em>, to be on the "safe" side. These directions, however, showed a much more "contrapuntal" way to reach Tiffin - one that when placed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R_zPeA38CDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Zk7DSL0gEw8/s1600-h/tiffin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187248985361614898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R_zPeA38CDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Zk7DSL0gEw8/s200/tiffin.jpg" border="0" /></a> next to the most complex of Bach's fugues, would probably prove superior in its intricacy, and its use of deceptive cadences. In other words there were quite a few dead-ends! I saved it for posterity.<br /><br />For the love of traveling I went for excitement and took the road less traveled. What followed, though, reminded me of Frost's famous poem "The road not taken". But I will have to rename it to "The road not existed!" Battling with countless of country roads, byways, bicycle trails, foot paths, sidewalks as well as all sorts of non-grooved ways, I finally reached my destination... three hours or so late. I used "the Schwartz".<br /><br />After settling in my hotel, I went to look for the hall. At this point I have lost my sense of adventure... and asked in the lobby for the directions!<br /><br />Initially, when learning about this engagement. I was expecting to play in a small shabby looking barn or something like that. I understood that this presenter wanted to introduce classical music to his community and so forth. I was happy to come.<br /><br />How surprised I was to find out that this was not a small barn, but rather a stunning-looking theatre from the 1920s that hosts a series of serious productions each year. Between the Broadway productions, and other big events, there was me and my solo piano recital going on tomorrow night...<br /><br />Every now and then when I travel in the US, I come across a theatre from the earlier part of the twentieth century, which ends up being truly a jewel - a real beauty that has been preserved, renovated and cherished by special people in the community, that would not let it turn into a parking lot, or just deteriorate. A few of such theatres which I had the opportunity to perform at include the Coronado theatre in Rockford Illinois; the Ohio theatre in Columbus Ohio; the Old opera house in Franklin New Hampshire; Powers auditorium in Youngstown Ohio and the "Ritz Theatre" here in Tiffin Ohio. <a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SCroT7Zd7HI/AAAAAAAAAFs/w5uZUDLLf6Q/s1600-h/ritz3.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200224148812328050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="132" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SCroT7Zd7HI/AAAAAAAAAFs/w5uZUDLLf6Q/s200/ritz3.gif" width="109" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SCroPbZd7GI/AAAAAAAAAFk/k4VILJKryhY/s1600-h/ritz2.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200224071502916706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="161" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SCroPbZd7GI/AAAAAAAAAFk/k4VILJKryhY/s200/ritz2.gif" width="113" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SCrnwrZd7FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OZ9jMRocayU/s1600-h/ritz1.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200223543221939282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="153" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/SCrnwrZd7FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OZ9jMRocayU/s200/ritz1.gif" width="144" border="0" /></a><br />Most of these halls, as is the case with this one, started as movie theatres. For me, just to be in such places, looking at the intricate plaster work, absorbing the inspirations for the interior design - Italian Renaissance or Greek - observing the atmospheric lighting, embracing the warmth, all this is very memorable. It is tangible!<br /><br />My recital included works by Bach, Janacek, Debussy, Schubert, and my friend Avner Dorman. Each piece in this recital program seemed to have drawn its inspiration from a different source - whether religious as in the arrangements from the Bach Cantatas; current events, which inspired the Janacek sonata; a picture from the French Rococo period influencing Debussy; nature scenes and German poetry coming to life in Schubert's Impromptus and an individual (the legendary Jazz pianist Art Tatum) which inspired Avner Dorman's 2nd sonata.<br /><br />I started with the Bach, in order to get the audience (and myself) "into the zone", into the state of concentration from which all else can then unfold.<br /><br />The Janacek is a favourite piece of mine. One of the reasons is that I don't think it is "music for the piano". I will explain: unlike composers such as Mozart, Beethoven, Liszt or Chopin, who understood the piano intimately, Janacek's expressive (at times explosive) piano sonata seems to have written without the instrument in mind. This tragic score rather than written FOR the piano, it is music first and foremost! played AT the piano.<br /><br />One of the advantages of playing a piece like the 2nd sonata by Israeli composer <a href="http://www.avnerdorman.com/">Avner Dorman</a> is that after it ends, you feel that the audience is in a "shock". They did not expect something like that - that a contemporary work by a composer they haven't yet heard of, will bring them to such enthusiastic response. The sonata's colorful, poetic / somewhat melancholic opening movement is coupled with an outburst of immense energy and rhythmic power in the closing second movement. This is a tremendous showcase of creativity and imagination.<br /><br />Following intermission I played Debussy's "Island of joy". Dated September 1904, Debussy wrote gaily about it “Heavens! How difficult it is to play… This piece seems to embrace every possible manner of treating the piano, combining as it does strength and grace…if I may presume to say so.” Indeed this is a world that unites joy and pathos, humor and love. In Debussy’s score, rhythmic control and suppleness exist side by side, and intoxicating dance rhythms mix with surging melody.<br /><br />Schubert's sublime first set of Impromptus culminated the program. These pieces have a depth of feeling and Romantic intensity from true happiness to the most profound longing. Childlike innocence mixes with spiritual darkness. Optimism and hope confronts a reality of solitude and poverty. The composer of more than 600 songs is writing here four extremely poetic masterpieces. The range of emotions expressed in these exquisitely beautiful pieces is overwhelming. Schubert, who died at age 31, was able to reconcile the so called Classical style with the Romantic spirit of freedom and emotional extremity. The song-like quality of these jewels comes across also in the more agitated second and forth impromptus which are fast but lyrical without any intention of sheer virtuosic display. The picturesque characteristics found in Schubert’s songs are an essential part of this music – nature, the rippling brook, the un-attained love, the loneliness of the wanderer, the feeling of being a stranger in any land, breathlessness of hope as well as resignation and despair, and many more.<br /><br />At the end of the recital I felt grateful at the opportunity to play in this hall, and for this audience who most likely experienced this music just now for the first time.<br /><br />The next morning, as I was heading to Dayton I decided (if you don't mind) to take "The road existed"...<br /><br /><br />Alon Goldstein<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-3964198902245282205?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-71772543197826966612008-03-02T19:30:00.001-08:002008-06-29T12:42:53.406-07:00A Rollercoaster with Beethoven<p class="MsoNormal"><b><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">January 29, 2008 – Playing with cellist Amit Peled the five cello and piano sonatas written by Ludwig van Beethoven. Part of the 150 anniversary celebration of the Peabody Conservatory of Music.</span><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"></st1:place></st1:city><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">When I studied at the Peabody Conservatory, over ten years ago, I once asked my teacher Leon Fleisher to recommend me some good reading material about Beethoven – material that would get me closer to understanding this explosive, ever-changing, ever-experimenting, ever-challenging perso</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">n. Without hesitating for a moment his reply was “the answers to all your questions are in his works. Get to know the music and you get to know the person.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Indeed learning a body of work of a composer is in many ways like reading a fascinating biography about that person, especially if the music is of L. v. Beethoven. One can hear struggle, hope, triumph, humor, development, questions, frustration, jubilation, and many more characteristics that end up shaping the life of such a creative artist. My experience taught me that the music of great composers is also like the “keys” to the most hidden rooms – the ones that lead straight to their heart.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Amit and I played the Beethoven sonata cycle several times – in Seattle <st1:city st="on"></st1:city><st1:city st="on">Washington</st1:city> <st1:state st="on">DC</st1:state>, <st1:city st="on">Rockville</st1:city> as well as <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Jerusalem</st1:place></st1:city>. As we launched onto each</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> 'journey' we felt that we are handing those special “keys” to the audience. We are the drivers, taking the audience along, on what ends up being a “Rollercoaster with Beethoven”.</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Beethoven wrote several cycle of works in various genres – five piano concerti, nine symphonies, thirty two piano sonatas, sixteen string quartets, ten sonatas for violin and piano, five sonatas for cello and piano, and seven piano trios. Among these, the cycle for cello and piano stands out in being relatively short (only five works), and yet it covers a wider ground than say the piano concerti, or the trios, or in certain aspects even the ten violin and piano sonatas.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:0;"></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Interestingly Beethoven sat down to write his five cello sonatas in three different times that correspond with the “three periods” that musicologists are so fond of when dividing Beethoven’s creative life: The two sonatas Op. 5 were written</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> in 1796, when he was already living in Vienna, and when influences of his predecessors Mozart and Haydn can be found side-by-side with the emergence of his own style. The third sonata Op. 69 was written in 1807-8, during the so called heroic period. Some of his most successful works were composed during the time - the fifth symphony, the “Emperor” concerto and many more. And his sonatas Op. 102 no. 1 and 2 were written in 1815 - the most trans</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">cendent and spiritual period. In many ways the music during these years is more enigmatic and at times introverted.</span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R8tyr_LBXyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1Q1gqyRez-M/s1600-h/Cello+sonatas+blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173354696982748962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R8tyr_LBXyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1Q1gqyRez-M/s200/Cello+sonatas+blog.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Our concert began with the two early "grande" <b><u>sonatas Op. 5 no. 1 and no. 2</u></b>. Interestingly they are the first duos for cello and keyboard instrument of any real importance. Neither Haydn</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> nor Mozart touched this genre, and Bach’s</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> monumental suites are for cello solo. <span style="font-size:0;"></span>In his Op. 5 sonatas Beethoven is taking an instrument which has always been associated with doubling the bass line, being a continuo, and bringing it to the foreground.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">When Beethoven arrived in <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Vienna</st1:place></st1:city> in 1792, he first tried to establish himself as a piano virtuoso. Consequently, the Op. 5 reflects Beethoven the pianist’s perspective to such a medium. These works are for “piano and cello” as written on the cover page, and not the reverse.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">These early sonatas are quite unorthodox in their layout. That ultimately raises some issues regarding their structure and overall balance and proportion. Each sonata has two movements, the first movement being twice longer than the</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> second. They begin with a large scale introduction that </span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">follows with an Allegro</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> movement characterized by an over-flow of musical ideas. The second movement</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R81WyaL6wqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IcoLMQ_6f7E/s1600-h/Beethoven+blog+I.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173886970941325986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R81WyaL6wqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IcoLMQ_6f7E/s200/Beethoven+blog+I.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> is deceptively lighter. Although it is shorter, and does not have the same gravity</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> as the first one, it is even more edgy than the first movement and introduces</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> humor, sarcasm (possibly on the poor performer), and plain fun. My favorite</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> moment is when the “Turks are coming” in the middle of the second movement of the first sonata. A gypsy sounding section, that must have raised some laughter when it was first heard by the <st1:place st="on">King of Prussia</st1:place> for</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> whom these pieces were dedicated to.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Playing through the two sonatas - I know that Liszt was not yet born... but the level of sheer technical difficulty is astounding – all sorts of fast figuration, supported by odd accompaniment patterns, sudden dynamic changes, contrasting outbursts and all kinds of “special effects” that make the music extremely appealing, captivating, yet unexpected and quite 'dang</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">erous'.<br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Survival is crucial to the continuation of the journey..</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">An intermission... or as Radu Lupu calls it - “Interpission”... </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R8tyU_LBXxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8H4O3MrbWAM/s1600-h/Cello+sonatas+blog+II.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173354301845757714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R8tyU_LBXxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8H4O3MrbWAM/s200/Cello+sonatas+blog+II.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">We continue with <b><u>the third sonata Op. 69</u></b>, written during Beethoven’s most</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> productive compositional period. The same years (1807-8) also saw the production of the forth and fifth piano concerti, the violin concerto, the two piano trios Op. 70, the fifth and sixth symphonies, and the Fantasia for piano, orchestra and chorus. In the course of our concert / journey we place this sonata between two intermissions, giving it a certain focal point, a sense of ar</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">rival. In the cello literature, this sonata holds as central a place as the <i>Kreutzer</i> sonata holds in the violin literature.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">There is a sublime merger of naturalness ad spontaneity in this sonata which in many ways is where Beethoven takes this genre to its ultimate development. This is also why I think of this work as “the place of arrival”, as in many of Beethoven’s middle period works where he achieves maturity and profound understanding in the genres he is writing to a much greater degree than in his earlier years. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">In 1808 Beethoven’s hearing was already quite impaired. He could no longer hear high pitches. At times he would succumb to blackness of mood and depression. <span style="font-size:0;"></span>On the manuscript of the third cello sonata Beethoven inscribed “Between Tears and Sorrow”. Some suggest that this piece was his “hidden” expression of love for the mysterious Immortal Beloved. Indeed this sonata is much closer in character to the heavenly beauty of the forth piano concerto or the violin concerto rather</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> than to the dramatic pain-to-triumph of the fifth symphony.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">During the playing there is an incredible sense of inner-balance - A sense of divine beauty, of vision that comes only from someone that on the one hand is hugely talented, and on the other hand keeps experimenting, constructing and reconstructing and dedicating himself constantly and wholeheartedly to his craft. Beethoven’s understanding of the cello is now so complete that he allows the instrument to begin the piece unaccompanied. We are listening to a conversation of equals – cello and piano – they argue, the sing, they quarrel, they merge, they support each other, they confront one another and ultimately they believe, and bring themselves to explore greater heights</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> in the realm of music and the so-called cello and piano genre.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:0;"></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">If the essence of the “Classical Style” lies in the symmetry and proportions of the form, then this sonata can be the model for which one could learn about this era. And not to forget the opposite forces which are also an integral part of the “Style” – these opposite forces unfold during the harmonic build up of each movement and its key relations.</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">It is hard to let go of this masterpiece.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Another intermission. A short one.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Rather than say, "we arrive now at the last part of our journey…" with Beethoven’s late period, I would rather say "we have now departed into the culminating part of our journey..." Because with Beethoven’s late period rather than feel a sense of arrival, I feel a sense of departure - departure into new realms of sound, of silence, of space, of time, of form, of harmonic development, of instrument relationship and much more.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><u><span style="font-family:Verdana;">The two sonatas Op. 102</span></u></b></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> are also the last of his chamber works with piano. The only other great works written on an intimate scale afterwards are his late string quartets and a number of late solo piano works.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R81V8KL6wpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nM-hodmtRJc/s1600-h/cello+sonatas+blog+III.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173886038933422738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R81V8KL6wpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nM-hodmtRJc/s200/cello+sonatas+blog+III.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">The last two cello sonatas were written in 1815 on the threshold of what is referred to as Beethoven’s "late style". By that time Beethoven already had eight</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"> symphonies to his credit. He was completely deaf and his compositional output slowed down considerably. In this "late style" we find the composer searching for expression and meaning that some Beethoven specialists have noted as conveying a spiritual aspect – rather than a communion with a human audience, we sense that there is a communion with G-d. Several of the works written during the last decade of his life have religious undertones, including the <i>Missa Solemnis</i> as well as the last three piano sonatas. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">In the <b><u>forth sonata</u></b> again the cello is the one to present the first notes unaccompanied. But is this a cello? Several aspects make this opening "statement" sounds quite different - the alto register; the non-assertive use of the key (C major), as well as the open-ended character of the theme. Consequently the cello sounds different. And when the piano enters, the sense is not of a dialogue but rather it is of a continuation of the line. Cello and Piano become interwoven, and the polyphonic lines make the two instruments almost indistinguishable. Cello and Piano become ONE!<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>This is not music which is written FOR cello and piano. It is music! Which is played BY cello and piano. <o:p></o:p><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Beethoven called this sonata a "Free Sonata", which probably refers to its structure. Rather than the "Classical", three-movement work (or four-movements with a Scherzo), we have here essentially two symmetrical movements. Each one begins with a slow section / introduction, followed by a faster sonata movement. One of the most interesting aspects of this piece, which is also an important element of Beethoven’s late style, is the sense of evolution that one gets when listening to the piece. The opening material of the piece reappears in the second movement creating a perfect unity. This reoccurrence leads to the final movement which is also the longest.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">This is the shortest of the sonatas being just under fifteen minutes. But just as with the piano sonatas (Op. 78, Op. 101 among others), Beethoven’s understanding of the 'potential' of his motifs is at a level that he is able to say much more, with much less. In other words his motifs are on the one hand very simple and on the other hand they open up an infinite amount of possibilities, many of which develop in the subconscious of the listener. Beethoven is much more economic. The transitions are much shorter. And yet this music provokes a special dialogue with the listener – a dialogue which he might find hard to comprehend at first, and will keep on trying with some degree of success.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Entering the <b><u>fifth sonata</u></b> - Emotionally we are drained. We cannot go on 'automatic pilot', yet we don’t feel that can be in control any more. Can I go as far as say it is a kind of "out of body experience"? <o:p></o:p><br />That is what I feel. That is what we feel!<o:p></o:p><br />The development we have been going through. The growth, the amount of information we are being presented with – all has reached the last work, and yet we keep opening new doors – these ones however are completely new to our EARS! <o:p></o:p>When I first learned the fugue of this sonata (the last movement), I remember calling Amit to say "I am either playing lots of wrong notes, or this is 'atonal' music!!"<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">This sonata has the only real slow movement of the entire set! The deeply moving <i>Adagio</i> has a distinctly out-worldly transcendence that characterizes other slow movements in Beethoven’s late period. The Final movement's Fugue is among the greatest fugues he had written. Though Beethoven loved fugal writing, he did not write many complete fugue movements. With its contrapuntal complexity, this particular movement is a masterpiece that stands alongside the fugues of the <i>Hammerklavier </i>op. 106, and the Op. 110 piano sonatas as well as the <i>Grosse Fugue </i>op.133 for string quartet.<i> </i><span style="font-size:0;"></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:0;"></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">If in "early Beethoven" the sources of inspiration came from Haydn and Mozart, in these late works, Beethoven looks further back to the Baroque era – to Bach. His<br />polyphonic writing reaches its climax in the 5<sup></sup>th sonata's slow movement - a choral, and even more so in the last movement's extensive fugue.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">Coming back to the point I have mentioned earlier - with most composers, as they approach the end of their creative life there is a feeling of arrival, also heard in their music – their art is extremely refined, the sound, texture as well as structure seems to have reached a certain culmination. With Beethoven, however, rather than arriving at the end, one feels that we are "departing" at the end... His music points to new directions, searching for new sources of sound, melody, harmony, rhythm, texture, structure and also sources of silence. One can even dare say that this music is more modern and onwards looking than our own contemporary 21st<sup></sup> century music. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;">The End… or better say The Beginning.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Alon Goldstein</span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-7177254319782696661?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-28687272589972259582008-02-03T09:49:00.000-08:002008-05-21T09:35:09.461-07:00Variations Without Words<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Schumann - Andante and Variations Op. 46 for two pianos, two celli and horn.<br />Katherine Jacobson Fleisher and Alon Goldstein - pianos; Sharon Robinson and Julia Bruskin - celli; David Jolley - horn. December 2007 at the 92 street Y in New York.<dec.></DEC.></span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R5LM27FMS-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ATyz5d5NSLo/s1600-h/schumann3.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157409767237110754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R5LM27FMS-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ATyz5d5NSLo/s200/schumann3.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">The Schumanns in 1847</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />There is a very unique and somewhat interesting aspect to the music of Robert Schumann. This great German composer is, in my opinion, the quintessential advocate of the Romantic era. He represents so vividly what this era stood for. Maybe this fact has something to do with what I would like to bring up.<br /><br />It seems to me that a large number of the pieces that Schumann wrote have an immediate appeal to them - we love them from the first moment we set our "ears" on them. I think of the piano concerto, the <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Carnaval</span> Op. 9, the piano quintet and the piano quartet, as well as many of his songs. However, other works remain for one reason or another, not as immediately appealing. They require further efforts by the listener as well as the performer to put before themseves a quest to unveil their beauty... their mystery. Engaging in such a quest takes time and faith, but the remuneration promises to be miraculous, especially with the music of Robert Schumann.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I recently played with a great company of musicians one of Schumann's lesser known works - the <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Andante and Variations in B flat major, Op. 46, </span>scored for the unusual combination of two pianos, two celli and horn. Written in 1843, this piece most likely has not been performed during Schumann's life time in its original instrumentation. Schumann later revised it into a two piano work which Mendelssohn and Clara Schumann premiered. The piece in its original form appeared in print only 37 years after the composer's death.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">The eminent violinist <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Jaime Laredo</span> told me that this is his favorite Schumann piece! Why is it, then, that this work still remains largely obscure? Is it merely the scoring, or are there more reasons for this?<br /><br />Schumann enjoyed writing pieces for unusual combination of instruments. Most of these works, though, came several years later - the Adagio and Allegro Op. 70 for horn and piano; the Concert piece Op. 86 for four horns and orchestra; the Romances Op. 94 for oboe and piano are all but a few. The Andante and Variations Op. 46 of 1843, came just after his two chamber masterpieces - the Piano Quintet Op. 44 and the Piano Quartet Op. 47. At the time Schumann preoccupied himself with writing his grandest piece to date - the oratorio <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Das Paradis und die Peri</span> Op. 50.<br /><br />A fundamental notion of the romantic era proclaims that creative work is the result of the artist's unbounded imagination. There is also a belief that the artist is merely a vehicle taking dictation of music that arrives from another world.<br /><br />When we examine closely the Andante and Variations Op. 46, one of the first things which we ought to ask ourselves is about the unusual scoring. The "Two-Pianos" medium was already used before in wonderful works by Bach and Mozart among others. In this work, the dense and complex texture of the two pianos is being enriched with the low and dark colors of the two celli and the horn.<br /><br />Playing through the piece for the first time, it is quite surprising how sparsely these other instruments are being employed. For the most part they don't get to play the melodic lines, nor do they provide the bass line, as their register might suggest. They add, though, a unique deep dark color in the background, and also in the foreground as the piece progresses.<br /><br />The opening line sets the color palette. Then the curtain rises upon the theme along with a series of variations, which are more like lyrical miniatures - the first with tender lyricism, while the second with whimsical wit. Thereafter comes the third variation with the soaring melodies followed by the one overdosed with fiery energy. Sudden changes of mood are so much part of Schumann's music, and this piece is no exception. The composer's alter-egos, the demonic Florestan and the dreamy Eusebius, make their subtle appearances. Sweetness mixes with doubt, triumph with despair.<br /><br />Half way through the piece a miraculous moment - Schumann is quoting <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">himself</span>: the opening of his beloved song cycle <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Frauenliebe und leben.</span> Interestingly this is the only variation in the entire piece that starts without either of the pianos. For the most part, this variation is devoted solely to the two celli and horn. It is as if Schumann is in such profound state of internal serenity that he abandons completely the richness of the pianos, allowing us to simply engage our ear with the color of <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">the</span> <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">moment</span>, with the help of the other instruments. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Is this the mo</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><span style="font-family:arial;">ment of <span style="font-family:arial;">Love? ...probably</span>.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">A sudden enlightenment - with the quotation from his song, maybe Schumann is writing here something similar to his good friend Mendelssohn's "songs without words". Should we then call this piece "Variations without words"? Oh, I like that!!<br /><br />After this magical moment the theme re-enters in its pure naked form, and then takes a slight turn into its most painful transformation. The "love" of the previous variation is inflicted with the "pain" of this one. Love and pain go hand in hand. Whether helpful or not, necessary or superfluous, Schumann's deep love to Clara must have had something to do with these varying emotions.<br /><br />Speaking of Mendelssohn... he now makes an appearance in the next variation, dressed up as one of his forest creatures. Though this variation is somewhat of a technical "tour de force", it is the pizzicato in the strings that draw my attention. It is in those subtleties that the piece becomes such a jewel. Then the horn gets center stage with vigorous calls that hardly ever been used in chamber music before. And in the next variation one of the clowns from the <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">commedia dell'arte</span>, possibly Harlequin, enters gently.<br /><br />By now we have traveled quite a bit and we reach the grandest of all the variations, the one that uses all the forces which are at our disposal. We become a full orchestra. This is the only variation that begins in the minor key (g minor) and both melodically and rhythmically gets more intricate as it progresses. It culminates in the "coronation" of B flat major, the home key of the piece. There is high drama and passion in this variation, a real confrontation.<br /><br />Eusebius returns. He gets the last word, as if to send us back to "Fantasy-land", a place we should have never left.<br /><br />I want to play the piece again. I want to listen to it again, now from a distance. </span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial;" >Were these Schumann's internal thoughts or were these mine? ours?</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial;" > Unusual yet seductive. Appealing yet ambiguous.<br /><br />I feel I just added a new pearl onto my collection - one that is rougher possibly from being out of site, and at the same time serenely beautiful and uniquely shaped from being discovered and loved by not so many. I know that Schumann has more of these pearls.... Can I recommend one more?...go and listen to the <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Six Etudes in the form of Canons</span> Op. 56.<br /><br />Alon Goldstein<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:0;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-2868727258997225958?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-85451816950786208212008-01-07T18:12:00.000-08:002008-01-08T09:00:39.821-08:00Swimming in B flat major<strong>Performing Beethoven's Piano Trio no. 7 in B flat major op. 97 at the Dame Myra Hess memorial concert series in Chicago with violinist Ilya Kaler and cellist Amit Peled, November 2007.</strong><br /><br />Coming out of a performance of Beethoven's Piano Trio in B flat op. 97 nicknamed <em>'Archduke'</em>, one of the audience members approached me and said: "Oh, how beautiful the opening theme is". Although this was presumably a very innocent remark, it propelled me into contemplating - is beautiful the word that best describes this theme? Can I find somewhat more accurate words to characterize the opening of this gigantic work? What is it that makes this opening theme sound ethereal yet luminous, soft-spoken yet all-embracing?<br /><br />There was this "need" to dig deep into the understanding of keys and their repercussions.<br /><br />Thinking about B flat major, I decided to bring up into this fictional conversation other pieces written in the same key. The result suggested that all seemed to share a common trait - they are certainly among the most divine master-pieces written by these composers. I was looking at Mozart's Piano concerto K. 595; Schubert's Piano sonata D. 960; and Brahms' Piano concerto no. 2. Interestingly Mozart, Schubert, Brahms and also Beethoven, all visited the key of B flat major earlier in their life in other compositions, yet these four works mentioned are all central in these composers' output, and for one reason or another, all of them end a series or cycle - <em>the </em>'Archduke' Trio is Beethoven's last in this genre; Mozart's K 595 is his last Piano concerto; Schubert's D. 960 is his last Piano sonata; and Brahms wrote two piano concerti, the B flat one being the second of the two, written quite late in his life.<br /><br />I begin to sing the opening of these pieces and more questions arise - is B flat major the key that connects between the real and the unreal? Is it the key/color that unites heaven and earth, intimacy and luminosity, youthful joy and sober maturity?<br /><br />Bringing another piece into the mix - Bach's delightful <em>Capriccio on the departure of a beloved brother</em> in B flat major. The implication of the word "beloved" was best illustrated in the key of B flat. Let us add then "LOVE" to the list of words associated with our current discussion.<br /><br />Playing through the first two movements of the Trio we have reached the slow, third movement written in that unrelated key of D major. In Bach's time "D major" represented the key of "Glory". If there are words to describe the hymn-like melody of the third movement then I would say "Religious beauty". This divine slow movement - a theme and four variations, full of seamless rhythmic complexity - culminates in a long sustained Coda, where time is "suspended". This dimension in which music exists comes to an almost stand-still as the piano provides solely an inner-pulse on top of which the strings hover / float, reaching the melodic pinnacle of the movement (perhaps of the entire piece?), which is also the melodic cell of the movement, its DNA from which the whole movement is constructed. The movement quiets down to its end. The prayer ends.<br /><br />We finish the performance of the Trio. It is our first collaboration and thus our first performance of this great masterpiece together. On the flight back, I experience the need to share some after-thoughts feeling I have been swimming in an ocean created by the key of B flat major, with a brief visit to the island of D major.<br /><br />Another audience member asked me: "why did I mention in my liner notes that in the course of the first movement Beethoven moves from B flat major to the remote key of G major? Why remote? What is remote?" This will have to wait for another blog - one about keys and their siblings... But for now - when great music stirs such a dialogue, a certain ideal is being fulfilled. Let's keep asking those questions, and maybe we will be able to find some answers.<br /><br />Alon Goldstein<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-8545181695078620821?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-65332670142366387482007-12-02T21:00:00.000-08:002008-01-08T09:01:19.607-08:00Reading Late Beethoven to Young kidsDeep in the middle of the state of New Hampshire, about an hour and a half north of <a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R1WE0AvvR9I/AAAAAAAAADI/1M5zGVeYYk4/s1600-h/p1010052-1_edited.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140160578801584082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R1WE0AvvR9I/AAAAAAAAADI/1M5zGVeYYk4/s200/p1010052-1_edited.jpg" border="0" /></a>Manchester, between colonial home villages, "cross country" paths and dense forests, there lies quietly, unassumingly a very special jewel - it is a school called <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sant</span>-Bani, a home for about 175 kids beginning with the "K" grade and all the way through to the 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> grade. I was invited to the school four years <a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R1VxIwvvR6I/AAAAAAAAACw/SVIfgpC3QFQ/s1600-h/p1010031-2_edited.jpg"></a>ago to give a recital, and visited it annually ever since.<br /><br />What attracted me to this school was its independence from the stagnancy of the educational system which surrounds us. Each pupil is an entity, a free spirit which is being cultivated and nourished to search for his <a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R1WE7gvvR-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/485vbITdB_A/s1600-h/p1010031-2_edited.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140160707650602978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R1WE7gvvR-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/485vbITdB_A/s200/p1010031-2_edited.jpg" border="0" /></a>own individual path - a "cross country" path. A special emphasis in the school seems to be that education and art are inseparable elements in humans growth.<br /><br />Each of my visits culminates with a solo recital which I give at the school's assembly hall. For me, one of the true climaxes each visit is also the one-on-one interaction with the kids the day before, or the morning of the recital.<br /><br />This year I had seven different activities at the school in addition to <a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R1WFawvvR_I/AAAAAAAAADY/532U1L25slQ/s1600-h/p1010038-1_edited.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140161244521514994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R1WFawvvR_I/AAAAAAAAADY/532U1L25slQ/s200/p1010038-1_edited.jpg" border="0" /></a>the recital which was at the Old Opera house in Franklin, NH - in itself a historic landmark worth a special visit when touring the area. At the school I was playing separately for 3rd, 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> and 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> graders, as well as giving a masterclass to selected kids, and talking to the 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span> graders etc. Having said all that, it was the one hour session which I had with the entire school that stood above everything else during this trip. This session opened a secret door, one that was somewhat hidden in the heart of my understanding of music communication and inspiration - A door that when opened, allowed me to experience "reading late Beethoven to young kids".<br /><br />My recital program included the heavenly, though at times tumultuous, yet ending serenely, late <strong>Beethoven sonata no. 30 in E major op. 109</strong>. When introducing young people to classical music, this piece is not really on the radar for first (or second) choices. Written more than ten years into Beethoven's deafness (1820), this sonata is much more introspective, introverted and reflective than many of the other sonatas he wrote. I feel, as with other late Beethoven works, it requires a certain state of concentration that unless one is elevated to that state, it becomes totally meaningless to listen to such a work. This kind of concentration touches upon one’s internal dialogue within his own self, searching for possible equilibrium, inner balance, possible answers to eternal questions, raising new ones, and so on and so forth. Expecting such concentration from six, seven year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">olds</span> or for that matter also from the seventeen year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">olds</span>, seemed to me a musical suicide. What's the point? What will they get out of it?<br /><br />I started the session with playing Myra Hess's arrangement of "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Jesu</span>, Joy of Man's Desiring" from Bach's Cantata no. 147 - to "get in the zone". The rest of the time was then spent on Beethoven's late sonata. This was not only the first time that I played the piece for such a young audience, but altogether this was the first time that I played the piece in public. Well, I thought to myself what could be more challenging than to play the piece in front of an audience that will not hold back when a sense of boredom creeps in. I was prepared to do the "unthinkable" - to make cuts in the long last movement if I hear too much movement coming from the little ones.<br /><br />Nonsense! How short sighted was I, how pessimistic... to my credit, though, I would say that none of the teachers (or parents) believed that this would work.<br /><br />I played the Beethoven in its entirety experiencing silence in a way I have only rarely experienced. Alfred <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Brendel</span> said in an interview that all he expected from his audience is to be "Silent" which when changing the order of the letters becomes "Listen". In this morning session - six year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">olds</span>, seven year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">olds</span>, eight year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">olds</span> and all the way to seventeen year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">olds</span>, and their teachers, and some parents - they were not only silent, they were not only listening, they were making an internal dialogue. Each individual, in his own way, with his own vocabulary and emotional resources made a conscious and ultimately very successful effort to connect with this divine music, and through it each individual discovered a wealth of new subtleties, new "colors" new "shades", within himself.<br /><br />One day I will probably have more perspective and knowledge to understand these human connections to music, to silence, and to that miracle that is in-between. I hope to know more how to open peoples' heart to classical music, to get them to be passionate and in need for it more and more. I also want be able to understand the concentration that is needed and that state of mind that makes for a dialogue with such pieces as the Beethoven sonata to be creative and reciprocal. But for now, the ability to present this masterpiece and get such enthusiastic responses was overwhelming and truly meaningful. I will never forget that.<br /><br />The following week, I went to play another solo recital, this time at the "Bell concert series" in Jackson Mississippi. I came two days earlier, and went to four different schools playing for about 2000 high-school kids (and some younger ones). The center of my 50 minute sessions was, of course, the Beethoven sonata no. 30 in E major op. 109 which I played each time in its entirety.<br /><br />Alon Goldstein<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-6533267014236638748?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-30917556386387358862007-11-17T20:47:00.000-08:002008-01-07T19:17:42.246-08:00Into the "Kitchen"<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R0rfPWZdbdI/AAAAAAAAACg/V30YXskNqtk/s1600-h/Alex,+Amit+%26+I.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137163779772870098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/R0rfPWZdbdI/AAAAAAAAACg/V30YXskNqtk/s320/Alex,+Amit+%26+I.jpg" border="0" /></a> Seattle Chamber Music Festival, Seattle WA.<br />July 2007<br /><br />"piecing together a premiere"<br /><br />An unusual experience occurred to me along with a few of my close friends preparing for the premiere of a new Clarinet, Cello and Piano Trio by composer Ronn Yedidia. The other parts were played by Alex Fiterstein, Clarinet and Amit Peled, Cello. The piece was commissioned by the Seattle chamber music festival - one of my favourite summer festivals.<br /><br />The artistic director of the festival, Toby Saks had the brilliant idea to have an open dress-rehearsal the night before the premiere, open to the commissioning club members - about 30-40 people. Needless to say the piece was in its raw stages, new in our ear and fingers.<br /><br />Our plan (Alex, Amit, Ronn and me) was to play through the piece once, then do a few touch-ups, possibly answer some questions by the audience and time-permitting, play the piece again... altogether about an hour, then have the organized reception.<br /><br />As it turned out, having an audience raised the level of concentration, involvement and commitment and immediately following the first run-through we delved into the piece for an hour long intense rehearsal, a very thorough one. There was some kind of electricity in the intensity between Ronn, the three of us and the audience - high voltage. After working on the piece we decided to open the rehearsal for questions and answers with the audience - these ranged from questions on the writing for each instrument, the difficulties, the style, the inspirational sources etc.<br /><br />We were well into the third hour of this "dress-rehearsal", and then we all decided (with the audience) to have the second run-through. This second "performance" was on such a higher level then the first time we played, it was almost embarrassing. The growth that we had all experienced with the piece in the course of this single rehearsal was so overwhelming... it was frightening. We felt quite secure the first run-through, but after the process that we had all been just now, this second run-through opened the door and revealed so many hidden treasures.<br /><br />All throughout the reception afterwards the main topic discussed was the way we all grew together (musicians and audience) with the new commissioned piece, all in the course of one single (intense) dress rehearsal.<br /><br />Alon Goldstein<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-3091755638638735886?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-46543419675333313282007-11-03T17:26:00.000-07:002007-11-26T07:24:34.647-08:00Beethoven in Rockford<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0YHjPjEEI/AAAAAAAAACA/8-rN8kpECIw/s1600-h/Beethoven+festival+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128782068643467330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="202" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0YHjPjEEI/AAAAAAAAACA/8-rN8kpECIw/s320/Beethoven+festival+046.jpg" width="298" border="0" /></a><strong>Beethoven Festival</strong><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Rockford Symphony May 2007 </div><div><br /></div><div>About a year and a half ago I got an invitation to play the five Beethoven concerti as well as the "Choral Fantasy" all in one week in a city about an hour west of Chicago called Rockford, IL. </div><div><br /></div><div>I do have admiration for musicians who can perform a whole body of work of one composer (or more for that matter) in a short period of time, however such a thing is not really a goal of mine, so I approached this undertaking with a bit of suspicion, and questioning. What happened, though, in the course of that week I will forever cherish and hope to expand to other places, and with other composers. Owing to the breadth of the repertoire and the sheer size of the forces involved, this Beethoven project resulted in important discoveries for me personally as well as for the orchestra and the community. </div><div></div><div></div><div><blockquote></blockquote>The Project</div><div></div><div></div><div><blockquote></blockquote>When first discussing this project with Brian Ritter (the orchestra’s Executive Director) and with Steven Larsen (the orchestra’s Music Director), we decided to structure the festival chronologically in order to present a narrative through Beethoven’s life and work. After this week-long festival, we - the orchestra, its staff, its patrons, the audience, and me - discovered that this journey changed us in many different ways: Beethoven took us on an emotional roller-coaster, and at the end of it we were different persons than at the beginning. </div><div><br /></div><div>The Executive Director of the orchestra came to me after the second concert saying, “They got it (the audience), the journey that we were undertaking.” He felt, as I did, that this second concert, after having the perspective of the first, allowed everyone to begin to experience the process and progress of Beethoven’s life and music AND to be able to relate and create one’s own internal dialogue when listening.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0WnzPjEDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/HMnxs-qycAg/s1600-h/Beethoven+festival+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128780423670992946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="116" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0WnzPjEDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/HMnxs-qycAg/s200/Beethoven+festival+005.jpg" width="184" border="0" /></a><br />Brian and Steve had the wonderful idea of engaging in a brief discussion before each concerto. After careful preparation, we presented each concerto in its historical, biographical, and creative contexts. This transformed the concert hall into an intimate living room (a very large one at that) in which we were inviting people to experience something that we felt so passionate about. In addition to the concerts and pre-performance talks on stage, the orchestra organized lectures, film screenings, and panel discussions throughout the week.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The Atmosphere </div><div><br /></div><div>What was so incredibly rewarding was the intensity of rehearsing and playing these masterpieces, all within a week’s time. Each concerto has such emotional depth, inspiration, originality, and imagination. It was completely overwhelming, yet, at the same time, one could sense that one’s relationship with this music was deepening, becoming closer, opening as the week progressed.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Normally when I am invited to play a concerto, I always play the work for the conductor prior to the first rehearsal. But I never had the experience of playing for a conductor one concerto, and then another one, then more, and more, and more…. By the 5th concerto, I was absolutely drained. Maintaining concentration and focus as I played through all five in preparation for the following day’s double rehearsal in which we did all five with the orchestra was a particular challenge and contributed greatly to the general emotional intensity of the project. </div><div><br />The Concerts<br /><br /></div><div>Concert 1: <em>Beethoven Revealed</em><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128779401468776450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="180" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0VsTPjEAI/AAAAAAAAABg/nPYlGE_7NqI/s200/Beethoven+festival+017.jpg" width="267" border="0" />The first concert (Sunday matinee) was titled Beethoven Revealed. We began with a brief discussion about Bonn in 1770, Beethoven’s early education, his admiration of Mozart, the move to Vienna, and his studies with Haydn. Slides of Bonn, Vienna, the meeting with Mozart, the princes’ salons in Vienna, and Beethoven at 25 were projected on stage behind us. Following this short presentation was the performance of the 2nd piano concerto, which, in fact, was the first chronologically speaking that Beethoven composed. On the second half, we discussed the characteristics of Beethoven’s early compositions: virtuosity, improvisation, the influence of Haydn and Mozart, the originality of his ideas, all accompanied by related slides, and then delved into the 1st piano concerto. </div><div><br /></div><div>As an encore, we decided to do a “teaser” to set the mood for the up-coming concert entitled Beethoven Betrayed, so we played the second movement of the 4th piano concerto. I have to admit that this choice of the encore was somewhat selfishly motivated in that I wanted to have an extra rehearsal!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The Chicago Tribune mentioned the up-coming two concerts and selected them as “Critics Picks”. This mentioning, along with the interviews on TV and radio, breathed even more excitement into the community. </div><div><br /></div><div>Concert 2: <em>Beethoven Betrayed<br /></em></div><div><br /></div><div>The next concert was on Tuesday evening. It included the 3rd piano concerto on the first half and the 4th piano concerto on the second. We discussed Beethoven’s deafness resulting despair that ultimately led him to write the famous Heiligenstadt Testimony, which we rea<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0V7TPjEBI/AAAAAAAAABo/h-tzDFqW5Zo/s1600-h/Beethoven+festival+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128779659166814226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="157" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0V7TPjEBI/AAAAAAAAABo/h-tzDFqW5Zo/s200/Beethoven+festival+013.jpg" width="230" border="0" /></a>d in parts. The slides in the background were of Beethoven at 34, his Ear Trumpet, the city of Heiligenstadt, and a facsimile of the Testament. Playing such a work as Beethoven’s 3rd Concerto usually requires some time afterwards to regain one’s strength. But in this case I only had 5-10 minutes to warm up and play the 4th piano concerto. Before tackling this beautiful and haunting work, we talked about the “Heroic” Beethoven as well as the mystery of the “Immortal Beloved”. The audience was ready for another encore, which was (in the spirit of the previous idea), the Recapitulation of the last movement of the 5th piano concerto. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><blockquote></blockquote>Interlude </div><div><br />With three days between the second and third concerts, I offered to do some ‘outreach’ activities for the orchestra and the community, especially since I am strongly committed to sharing this incredible music with everyone. The orchestra organized all sorts of events: at local schools, house concerts, lunches with patrons… These activities were extremely rewarding because they allowed me to go into the community and interact with persons of all ages and interests in music. In other words, this allowed me to get even closer to the community where I was performing.<br /></div><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0WITPjECI/AAAAAAAAABw/9eYpvU-V42I/s1600-h/Beethoven+festival+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128779882505113634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/Ry0WITPjECI/AAAAAAAAABw/9eYpvU-V42I/s200/Beethoven+festival+015.jpg" width="221" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>Concert 3: <em>Beethoven Triumphant</em> </div><div><br /></div><div>The third and final concert—Beethoven Triumphant—took place that Saturday evening. Before tackling the ‘Emperor’ concerto on the second half, the orchestra performed all of the incidental music for Egmont before the intermission. To put the music in its historical context, we talked about Napoleon and Vienna during the wars of the first half of the 19th century. We also revisited some of the compositional characteristics of the earlier concerti and demonstrated how they were further developed in the 5th concerto (‘Emperor’).<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>For the encore that evening, my idea was to play the last movement of the 2nd concerto, which was the first work of the festival, in order to close the circular journey. However, just before the concert began, I asked whether the orchestra had the music for the encore. Since that concerto was done the previous Sunday, the music was locked in the orchestra’s offices, which are located in a building that was closed for the weekend. I then talked to the Executive Director asking him to find a way to get the music (“call the mayor if you need… someone has the key….”). The level of commitment from everyone for all of this to succeed was just so thrilling and inspiring. The Executive Director knew we needed to find a way to get the music, and he did. I shared this story with the audience after the performance of the “Emperor”. We then returned to that movement and closed the circle. During the applause, all of us in the hall felt that we did not want this journey to come to an end. It was intense; it was human; it had its ups and downs, ambition and promise, tragedy and despair, triumph and hope. It was indeed a festival devoted to Beethoven’s music and thus really a festival devoted to us as human beings.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>During the last discussion with the conductor prior to playing the 5th concerto, I said that with Beethoven one never feels a sense of arrival but rather a sense of departure. After this final encore, I think that we all felt that, rather than arriving at the end, we experienced something new, a new departure into the future, something that I hope continues with a future project. Perhaps, with “The Robert Schumann, Clara Wieck and Johannes Brahms Love Triangle” festival in 2008-2009. I can’t wait. </div><div><br /><br /></div><div>Alon Goldstein<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/RykIDDPjD7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/MYw3l0iZqBU/s1600-h/Beethoven+festival+046.jpg"></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-4654341967533331328?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139287475487218415.post-58377837511438073572007-10-31T19:41:00.000-07:002007-11-02T08:48:32.473-07:00Ithaca<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/RylCKTPjD8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/z7ItxbbFgpg/s1600-h/Alon+Goldstein--photo+by+Janette+Beckmen+%237+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127702395469631426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" height="306" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DnyKhdo44Nk/RylCKTPjD8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/z7ItxbbFgpg/s320/Alon+Goldstein--photo+by+Janette+Beckmen+%237+(2).jpg" width="198" border="0" /></a>It's been literally years that I have been contemplating the idea of creating some kind of an outlet to share with people some of my most meaningful experiences - the ones that I have to write about. The ones that remind me of the beautiful Greek poem about Ithaca.<br /><br />I find it important to set goals - Long range goals, but also a few short range goals. After all we all need some "encouragement"... and it feels great to achieve a goal you set for yourself.<br /><br />I know, it's only been thirty six years that I have been on my journey to find the treasure of Ithaca, but one thing I have experienced again and again is that the journey itself is one treasure after another.<br /><br />And so I invite you to join me and share with me your thoughts, hoping that together we will be on a journey of discovery, and as my great teacher (Leon Fleisher) used to say a journey of "everlasting increase of awareness".<br /><br />yours<br /><br />Alon Goldstein<br /><br /><br />Ithaca (1911)<br /><br />by Konstantinos Kavafis (1863-1933)<br /><br />When you start on your journey to Ithaca,<br />then pray that the road is long,<br />full of adventure, full of knowledge.<br />Do not fear the Lestrygoniansand<br />the Cyclopes and the angry Poseidon.<br />You will never meet such as these on your path,<br />if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine<br />emotion touches your body and your spirit.<br />You will never meet the Lestrygonians,<br />the Cyclopes and the fierce Poseidon,<br />if you do not carry them within your soul,<br />if your soul does not raise them up before you.<br /><br />Then pray that the road is long.<br />That the summer mornings are many,<br />that you will enter ports seen for the first time<br />with such pleasure, with such joy!<br />Stop at Phoenician markets,<br />and purchase fine merchandise,<br />mother-of-pearl and corals, amber and ebony,<br />and pleasurable perfumes of all kinds,<br />buy as many pleasurable perfumes as you can;<br />visit hosts of Egyptian cities,<br />to learn and learn from those who have knowledge.<br /><br />Always keep Ithaca fixed in your mind.<br />To arrive there is your ultimate goal.<br />But do not hurry the voyage at all.<br />It is better to let it last for long years;<br />and even to anchor at the isle when you are old,<br />rich with all that you have gained on the way,<br />not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.<br /><br />Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.<br />Without her you would never have taken the road.<br />But she has nothing more to give you.<br /><br />And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not defrauded you.<br />With the great wisdom you have gained, with so much experience,<br />you must surely have understood by then what Ithacas mean.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139287475487218415-5837783751143807357?l=www.alongoldstein.com'/></div>Alon Goldsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18405657453089285022noreply@blogger.com0