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She Is Someone, For Me, I Cannot Imagine As 62 Years Old. But I Am Glad. And Does She Deserve A Place
She is someone, for me, I cannot imagine as 62 years old. But I am glad. And does she deserve a place on Players+Pianos? Well, it's a stretch, I'll admit, but Wikipedia gives me leave, per this, so I'm doing it:
"The box set Enchanted, was released to acclaim on April 28, 1998 with liner notes from Nicks, as well as exclusive rare photographs, and pages from her journals. Featuring successful solo hits, Nicks also included b-sides, rare soundtrack contributions, duets, covers, demos, live recordings, and a solo piano rendition of "Rhiannon" recorded for the set. The box set was supported with a successful US tour with a more varied set list incorporating rare material such as "Rose Garden", "Garbo" and "Sleeping Angel". The set sold 56,000 units in its first week and was certified Gold."
thingsiatethatilove:
Happy 62nd birthday, Stevie Nicks! I tried to think of a joke but they were all dumb. “Edge of 62”? Nah.
Today is an auspicious day. Tickets are still available for the First Kiss event.

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More Posts from Craigswanson
The other day I was listening to Alfred Cortot play the Franck Prelude Chorale & Fugue (from 1929, I think; my mother and father were 3) and I immediately posted to Twitter that I thought it was overwrought, the composition that is. I received some gentle feedback suggesting perhaps I was wrong in my estimation of the composition, and this led me to recall the first time I heard this composition, when I was perhaps 8 or 9 years old. It was Rubinstein who played it. I too tried to play it a few years later in some child's pedagogy where it was watered down appropriately for my technique. The melody of the chorale theme has stayed with me all these years, vaguely, but I can't recall whether I really liked it or not. (I liked everything Rubinstein did, so the answer is doubtless yes.) Listening to it now, however, I really felt it was much ado.
But it pays to give everything a chance and so I am revisiting it via Rubinstein, my original master. An excerpt is posted above. Rubinstein gives almost everything from the 19th century a coherency that is remarkable (and so much richer than a player such as Horowitz). If something is overwrought, he has the ability to wring it into something real. And I love him for that.
Here is the Cortot for comparison, which I continue to find inferior, but then I never much cared for Cortot anyway. (Maybe I should have considered that before judging Franck? Let's not get too carried away.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPRRZwnq-6E
If you have any favorite recordings of the Franck, I would love to know about them and why.
What is Wrong with Classical Music?
Classical music. That horrible term we're doubtless stuck with forever. What is the matter with its soul, if anything? From a business perspective I do not know. Oh I know all the easy answers but I'm not sure if any of them are enough to bring audiences and relevance back, if that matters to anyone in the big picture. But on a different level, an ethical level, if that is possible, or if it makes any sense to you, I think I do know. I know what is wrong and the way to fix it. (!)
The problem is we have a canon. Not the problem per se, but the foundation of the problem. The canon is now based on long, in human terms, experience and is settled like handprints in Grauman's cement. If this were the 19th century, or even the beginning of the 20th, it might make sense for that canon to be essayed season after season, on every continent, because the public had no way, in the main, to hear the music in between live performances except in the confines of their imaginations. As recording became more widespread, however, one might have thought the tendency to program more variously, more widely, even more eccentrically, would increase. It did not. (Indeed, some of the most radical experiments in live performance occurred early in the 20th century. But then the radical is by definition not what we're examining in terms of musical consumption.) So why the never-ending safety net? Generation after generation hearing another cycle of the same symphonies, the same concerti, the same quartets, the same sonatas. And not just in live performance, but in recording after recording after recording.
So the problem, or the foundation, is we have a canon. And great as it is, varied as it is, we have to ask ourselves if we need to continue to develop it as enthusiastically as if it were just out of the composer's pen. (Do we demand multiple yearly editions of Moby Dick? Or that it be read aloud by all our greatest actors before they are legitimate?) And the realization of the problem, or the ethical aspect anyway, is that performers continue to perform the canon over and over and over again, when there is very little reason to do so. The number of recordings, in every which author's/pianist's/orchestra's/maestro's version, is truly staggering. An embarrassment of riches, yes, but also in a way just an embarrassment.
And this is where the notion of ethics comes in. If you are a piano player at the beginning of his or her career, what are you going to make for your first recording? What are you going to make for the bulk of your performing repertoire?
Of course there are piano players out there, and ensembles too, fighting a different fight. (We will examine many of them in the course of this ongoing tumble.) Exploring new music, recording it, playing it live. Does this mean they do not allow themselves to play a Bach toccata? a Beethoven sonata? a Mozart quintet? Of course not. But there must be a reason for doing it in a new way. Of course they, the players, know the canon. They studied it growing up, played it, developed it, loved it, but I pray you: have the courage NOT to perform it, and most especially NOT to record it, unless you have something new to say about it, something deeply convincing and personal to contribute beyond what has been given a hundred times before.
This is where not only courage but great discernment comes in. The ego of a performer is such that, quite naturally, even unfortunately, they will feel themselves to be special. This must be resisted. I urge it. Develop the "voice", develop what is original. Then, and only then, dare to lay it down. In the meantime, program the canon in your performances but look to moderation, indeed thrift. There is a great deal of music out there the public should like to hear. And if the forces of orthodoxy push you toward their beliefs about what an audience "wants", fight back. Hard. The future of classical music (that horrible term) is at stake.
All (85) Piano Players Considered
In case you're interested in who I listened to for this set, here is the full list (ordered alpha FIRST name, just to keep you on your toes):
Abbey Simon
Alain Planés
Alexander Brailowsky
Alfred Cortot
Anatol Ugorski
Andrei Gavrilov
Anna Malikova
Artur Rubinstein
Aube Tzerko
Augustin Anievas
Belina Kostadinova
Benno Moiseiwitsch
Boris Berezovsky
Bronika Kushkuley
Cameron Carpenter
Christian Ihle Hadland
Claudio Arrau
Daniel Del Pino
Dinara Nadzhafova
Dinu Lipatti
Dmitry Paperno
Dong-Hyek Lim
Dubravka Tomsic
Earl Wild
Erika Haase
Eugene Mursky
Freddy Kempf
Frederic Chiu
Fujiko Hemming
Gergely Bogányi
Glenn Gould
Guiomar Novaes
Gwon Sun Hwon
Géza Anda
Henry Neighaus
Hsia-Jung Chang
Idil Biret
Ignace Jan Paderewski
Istvan Szekely
Ivo Pogorelich
James Rhodes
Janina Fialkowska
Joanna Jimin Lee
Joel Hastings
John Bingham
John Browning
Konstantin Lifschitz
Krzysztof Jablonski
Lazar Berman
Leif Ove Andsnes
Leszek Mozdzer
Louis Lortie
Madeleine Forte
Martha Argerich
Maurizio Mastrini
Maurizio Pollini
Mikhail Pletnev
Milos Mihajlovic
Mindru Katz
Mitsuko Uchida
Murray Perahia
Mélodie Zhao
Nobuyuki Tsujii
Peter Schmalfuss
Philippe Entremont
Philippe Giusiano
Ragna Schirmer
Rem Urasin
Ren Zhang
Samson François
Serge Romanchak
Shura Cherkassky
Sona Shaboyan
Sviatoslav Richter
Van Cliburn
Vardan Mamikonian
Vitalij Margulis
Vladimir Ashkenazy
Vladimir Horowitz
Vlado Perlemuter
Walter Klein
Warren Mailley-Smith
Wilhelm Backhaus
Youri Egorov
Yuki Matsuzawa
Schumannology
I am going through an intensive Schumann phase and I don't know why. I have never, never been a Schumann fan, from my earliest days learning the piano. (I do not recall him at all in the days before that, in my single digits, when I was reading the lives of "the composers" and listening to their music.) With the exception of op. 21 (the Novelletten, perhaps his least played major work for piano), I just never felt the connection that piano players are supposed to feel for this music. Thanks to Pletnev, however, I discovered a heart for the op. 99 pieces. Thanks to Richter, for the op. 7 Toccata. And now my mind is filling with the sounds of op. 20 (the Humoreske for piano), the op. 38 1st Symphony, and the op. 41 string quartets. Mind: I don't expect ever to have anything like fellow feeling with the op. 26 (Faschingsschwank aus Wien) or the Papillons or Album für die Jugend, but I've opened up my head.