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Ivo Pogorelich plays Chopin Barcarolle in F sharp major, Op. 60 (Beijing, 2023)
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- เผยแพร่เมื่อ 25 ส.ค. 2023
- 18.06.2023 Ivo Pogorelich Chopin Recital
Live recording, National Centre for the Performing Arts, Beijing, China (国家大剧院)
F. Chopin
Barcarolle in F sharp major, Op. 60
(肖邦:升F大调船歌,쇼팽 뱃노래)
It is gorgeous. The performance is very touching. Thank you for sharing it.
Gran signore del pianoforte, originale e profondo! Applausi
Thank you very much for sharing! I’m curious to hear the Berceuse as well😊
感谢UP!
This is IMHO one of the most important pianists/artists of our time. His uniqueness,sincerity, creativity ,expressivity, skill etc. is tremendously powerful IF his listeners can shed their preconceived notions as to HOW a piece of great music should be played and interpreted . Standardization, traditional interpretation is not something he strives for, obviously! He is the kind of artist who can keep the classics alive and interesting in our time . Entertaining isn't his priority. His feel and love for what he plays is far deeper than phoney facial expressions and such antics. Look elsewhere for such things . Instead, be open to rediscovery of great intense music. The only objection I personally have is that , even though art like this transcends politics, I would love to see him play in countries that aren't oppressive to people as are communist countries like China. It would be wonderful if he'd come to the USA ,Canada etc. instead. May pogorelich continue a long time to play and enrich the world of music!
USA is a policestate, Canada even worse
Gospodine Ivo, Vi zaista divno svirate.Imam vise asocijacija ali sada je duboka noc i nije moguce pisati asocijacije U svakom slicaju Vi svirate divno klavir.
🕊🌸🌸🌸💞🕊
더 높이 평가되어야할 포고렐리치
Prześliczne ☀️☀️☀️.
so much water, i thought I was drowning
Is it at x0.5?
I'm seeing sounds and smelling colours
I'm smelling sounds
Two ads in the middle of the barcarolle. Nice...
Larghissimo moriendo is what Chopin wrote for tempo right?
he didnt have to.
Were they marooned?
Who marooned you into thinking this?
Those among the audience in the know - must have been flawed by this performance
I'd think that buying a ticket was a flaw too
@@marksmith3947 you are a flaw
Imho, too much rubato here, sorry, my friends
Don't be, nobody cares a shit.
you wont pull off this kind of rubato if you practice for the rest of your life
ne svidja mi se ova interpretacija, nije to chopin
nisi ni ti, netrebas ovo ni slusat
"Chopin´s playing evoked all the sweet and sorrowful voices of the past. Chopin sang the tears of music...in a whole gamut of different forms and voices, from that of the warrior to those of children and angels..."
Bohdan Zaleski, polish poet, personal diary 2 feb 1844.
"Under the fingers of Chopins´s hand the piano became the voice of an archangel, an orchestra, an army, a raging ocean, a creation of the universe, the end of the world."
Solange Clesinger.
Ivo is the archetype of the modern artist, the isolated and courageous master, who finds his own way to new heights of expression, no matter the prejudices or the barriers of misunderstanding raised against him. He stands alone at the beginning of a new epoch like a prophet, mapping the routes that art would take.
Pogorelich´s cathartic and mystical sound, is concerned with the ultimate mysteries that transcend this world. His grandiose, colossal and majestic art, symbolizes the struggle of the human soul to find release from the bonds of its material body. His exquisite and overwhelming music continues to echo throughout the entire performance and beyond, so the action is at once momentary, eternal and complete.
Pogorelich´s interpretations are indescribably beautiful and irresistible. His sound is pure poetry and extremely emotional, yet entirely unsentimental. We are hypnotized by his new and radical naturalness, by his nobility, dignity, severity and sobriety; transporting us to states of wonder, ecstasy, meditation, redemption, love and compassion.
Sound and Silence, Life and Death, Time and Space; collapse into the Eternal moment of Infinity.
- THE KING OF CHESS -
You are the protégé of Death
contemplating nailed in your Grave
the game of Life.
You're the one with the eyes
on the nails of a Cross.
Your hands caress tenderly
the blind backs of your soldiers.
Your armed and soulless guardians
they ask you kneeling
that you nail a cross to their chests
because they are afraid of not being crucified
at the desired time.
Loyal painters advance drawing you
the secret roads of Death.
Your steel tears destroy when they fall
the bare toes of your feet.
Over the Earth keyboard
the rain unearths
the thousand hands of war.
! Oh King of Chess
living pain of your childhood!
! You die for not winning
and you also die to win!
Alvaro Serralta
- EL REY DEL AJEDREZ -
Tu eres el protegido de la Muerte
que contemplas clavado en tu Tumba
el Juego de la Vida.
Eres el que lleva los ojos
en los clavos de una Cruz.
Tus manos acarician con ternura
las espaldas ciegas de tus soldados.
Tus guardianes armados y desalmados
te piden de rodillas
que claves una cruz en sus pechos
porque tienen miedo de no ser crucificados
en el momento deseado.
Leales pintores avanzan dibujándote
los secretos caminos de la Muerte.
Tus lágrimas de acero destrozan al caer
los desnudos dedos de tus pies.
Sobre el teclado de Tierra
la lluvia desentierra
las mil manos de la Guerra.
! Oh Rey del Ajedrez
dolor vivo de tu niñez !
! Tu mueres por no Vencer
y también mueres por Vencer !
Alvaro Serralta
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