Only for an example, if it is reasonnable and possible to compare a giant and a god, compare the hypnotic magic trance-like version of this god on the plane of pure love with the beautiful, and moving version of the russian giant (Richter); at almost 3 minutes longer without any lost of power but to the contrary, the Hungarian manage to produce a flowering power without any bound.... With the Hungarian you dont listen only a melody, you are first engulfed
in each note like a world of color succeeding another world of color without bound and time is in a musical standstill when you awake finally to the existence of the melody... is it piano playing? This is not seduction,no,it is not piano anymore;it is music and it is recreation itself...
I will say it with only one metaphor, with the russian we are moving around a beautiful house, with the hungarian we are moving around the cosmos and around a beautiful house simultaneously and in-between, in and out of time...
Here you will see him play in person, nevermind the bad recording! Listen please! ... He is 77 years old and remember that he never practice and never had a piano for the last forty years...Is it not unbelievable? This man was too great to walk normally on earth...
And for those of you that think that i exagerated, i just stumble on the wiki citation of Arnold Schoenberg in a letter to Klemperer, about this prodigy :
In a 1935 letter to
Otto Klemperer,
Arnold Schoenberg wrote the following about him:
"...a pianist who appears to be something really quite extraordinary. I had to overcome great resistance in order to go at all, for the description I'd heard from Dr. Hoffmann and from Maurice Zam had made me very skeptical. But I must say that I have never heard such a pianist before...First, he does not play at all in the style you and I strive for. And just as I did not judge him on that basis, I imagine that when you hear him, you too will be compelled to ignore all matters of principle, and probably will end up doing just as I did. For your principles would not be the proper standard to apply. What he plays is expression in the older sense of the word, nothing else; but such power of expression I have never heard before. You will disagree with his tempis as much as I did. You will also note that he often seems to give primacy to sharp contrasts at the expense of form, the latter appearing to get lost. I say appearing to; for then, in its own way, his music surprisingly regains its form, makes sense, establishes its own boundaries. The sound he brings out of the piano is unheard of, or at least I have never heard anything like it. He himself seems not to know how he produces these novel and quite incredible sounds - although he appears to be a man of intelligence and not just some flaccid dreamer. And such fullness of tone, achieved without ever becoming rough, I have never before encountered. For me, and probably for you too, it's really too much fullness, but as a whole it displays incredible novelty and persuasiveness. And above all he's only [sc. 33 years] old, so he's still got several stages of development before him, from which one may expect great things, given his point of departure... it is amazing what he plays and how he plays it. One never senses that it is difficult, that it is technique - no, it is simply a power of the will, capable of soaring over all imaginable difficulties in the realization of an idea. - You see, I'm waxing almost poetic.
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