It is not resting; attacking from two sides and on two levels: with a permanent high blatant voice and with a nervous detonative strong exclamations. They want something, they're bothersome, anxious, and–in a sense–calculated, mathematical. The end is so frustrating: an unfinished story, an accusation sublimed into nothing.
Yuja Wang is a true virtuoso here. She plays casually as it's not a big deal to be precise and fast. The composition is all along over and the smell is still staying in the head.
Composer: György Ligeti
Work: Étude No 4
Recording: Yuja Wang
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
#93 The Smell of Ice Window
You're looking through a window pane. The landscape is lateral and before you're able to fully perceive it, the pane gets it own artwork. Ice is drawing complicated surreal shapes, you're trapped in them, trying to catch the glimpse of the real world–but what is real?
Wang is the one who can draw these shapes, precisely and with ease. It's a magical world we have a privilege to touch.
Composer: Sergei Rachmaninov
Work: Piano Concerto No 2, III. Allegro scherzando
Recording: Yuja Wang, Mahler Chamber Orchestra, Claudio Abbado
Wang is the one who can draw these shapes, precisely and with ease. It's a magical world we have a privilege to touch.
Composer: Sergei Rachmaninov
Work: Piano Concerto No 2, III. Allegro scherzando
Recording: Yuja Wang, Mahler Chamber Orchestra, Claudio Abbado
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