bosiemoncrieff
Headphoneus Supremus
Had the great pleasure yesterday to sit through the last 9 piano sonatas of Beethoven at SF Jazz. Kent Nagano put together the two-day marathon festival of all 32, though I just saw 24 to the end. Stephen Kovacevich (81 this week) emerging to play 30 and 31 was a special treat. And the woman who played Hammerklavier did so with wit and élan.
The last movement of that mighty piece in particular I realize I may very likely never understand. It bedevils the ear with intricacy and frustration. The closest company seems to be Grosse Fugue, but even that has a raw, muscular logic that I find some meaning in, some ability to navigate. I will need much more time with Hammerklavier, and more reading on it.
The last movement of that mighty piece in particular I realize I may very likely never understand. It bedevils the ear with intricacy and frustration. The closest company seems to be Grosse Fugue, but even that has a raw, muscular logic that I find some meaning in, some ability to navigate. I will need much more time with Hammerklavier, and more reading on it.