Tonight in Sassuolo (Modena), inaugurating a duo unusual for me at least (we will Bis in Pistoia May 13 on the street), piano and guitar, difficulty 'strong in reconciling these two instruments, the danger of destructive interference with each chord. We did one test Monday 'till 4 in the morning, trying to get out of the box theme, solo piano, solo guitar, looking for a dialogue and something uniform, something that is not self-consistent expression of the two entities' separate, but only one musical thought expressed in synergy in the plan and the guitar, make maximum use of the tonal palette of the two instruments percussiveness leaving out '. lyricism and sound. We chose a repertoire that allows us at least for most of the time to focus fully on the music and not on the score, allowing us to listen and let go of the brakes. I do not hide that I'm worried because it 's really a tough challenge to play piano and guitar together in a non-trivial and enjoyable. I'm happy for the choice of a song that I was never able to play in public, I've grown accustomed to her beautiful face from My Fair Lady, a beautiful song, inexplicably played very little despite the wealth and variety 'harmonica. Let us pray and invoke God interplay.
The ladder approximation and in good order. (All songs of which more 'or less spoken or posted in recent months)
A weaver of dreams
I've grown accustomed to her face
Moon River
Over the Rainbow (Piano only)
In a Sentimental Mood
Beautiful Love - Together Alone Medley
You and the Night and the Music
Summer - Autumn Leaves Medley
On Green Dolphin Street
My Foolish Heart
But not for me
Things Is not What They Used To Be
How deep is the ocean
Gypsy (Retrato preto em and pack)
In a mist (Norman MacCaig)
The mountains fold and move
I'm not quite lost. The Things That troubles me
Is that The Easiest Way out
Is not the one that's Easiest to see.I know just where you are.
But how to get there When lochs Change Their Place
And the familiar track
Squirms like an adder into the heather bushes?I curse my senses: and speak
Into the mist: Stay where you are, please stay -
I've got my compass yet.
It'll get me to you, if not by The Easiest Way.In the fog (Norman MacCaig)
Bend, muovon mountains.
I'm not completely lost. This' I'm worried about
And 'way out the most' simple
Not 'more than' plain to see.I know exactly where you are.
But how come there if the lakes change places
And the same path
Writhes like a snake in the bushes of heather?I curse my senses and I speak
In the fog: Stop where you are, please stop -
I still have my compass.
I bring to you, even if not for the easy way.
(On Air I loves you porgy quoyle floor)
During his stay in Weimar from 1708 to 1717 Bach composed some splendid works, including the powerful chromatic fantasy in d minor BWV 903. A time when Bach will play 'and compose many secular works for organ, with particular attention to the sound check, note that you hear in a decisive manner in the Chromatic Fantasia, both in the version for piano and harpsichord. A magma awesome sound that hypnotizes, which radiates strongly from the notes of fantasy and escape. The music of Bach in some respects and 'awesome, and' as if his music had always existed, and 'as if the tonal system had been created in order to express the genius of Bach, listening to his music and' an experience and that 'essential even for those of Jazz, the Art of the Fugue by Bach and geometrical taste are felt in many contemporary jazz pianists, along with other classical influences, and Jarrett' for example is completely invaded by the art of escape and counterpoint, and 'absolutely incredible that escape completely improvised at the beginning of the concert in Paris and many of his improvisations, even among many classical influences Mehldau has certainly the art of dialogue between the two hands of Bach.
One of the pages more 'exciting and beautiful ever written by Bach's Chromatic Fantasy is precisely this, one is hypnotized, when I start to hear it I can go for hours without being able to stop, kidnapped by the harmony of the spheres, the great divine plan that Bach can be like no other musician has ever succeeded. You hear the harmony of the spheres, the universe is invaded by the mystery of music, the mystery of the origin, and 'an' experience so 'and so complete' all-encompassing listening to this little page of wonder full of sensuality 'and strength.
(On Air Chromatic Fantasia and Fugue in D min BWV 903 Harpsichord and Piano Version)
Avion Travel (Beppe Servillo)
Ah molesta molesta
the idea that lends itself
the desire to
see you again
harassing pretext
it will not be timely
I buy the newspaper
I sit and waitand surprise surprise the air
sending them my plans to air
air about you that surprises me
clumsy clumsy my prediction
to make you love surprise
I take back what I find
taken from the air you
air that comforts me without word
not yourOh surprise surprise I'm supposed
the desire to have you back again
modest project of love and read
I can not cook I let myself eat
smellingand the air wins and wins
Outperforms my desire
born and concealed from the air you
I walk all over sapendomi
the air you
I take back what I find
taken from the air you
air that comforts me without word
not yourThe air that confuses me
confuses my plans
sending them to airmolesta molesta
the idea that lends itself
the desire to see you again
modest pretext
that does not seem serious
(Live On Air Travel Avion Air you)
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