2.20.2011

Scarlatti sonatas

I have secret crushes on too many dead composers. I need to start being a more discerning critic or no one's going to take me seriously. Then again, I could just say, "LISTEN TO EVERYTHING!" But then I wouldn't have reason for this blog, and that would take all the fun out of it!

My favorite of the week is Scarlatti. I'm playing two right now, K 420 and K 548. By the way, the harpsichordist for the second sonata is Scott Ross. He recorded the complete Scarlatti sonatas. ALL 555 OF THEM. Then he died.

After a nasty and unsuccessful stab at a Bach French Suite a few semesters ago, I had resigned myself to disliking Baroque music. Or at least disliking performing it. But dear Scarlatti has breathed new life into me! He's like Bach, if Bach had been less stubbornly German (all that brilliant counterpoint and the stoic Art of Fugue). Scarlatti is just more athletic. It's much more enjoyable to play, speaking from a purely physical perspective. It's more simple, but then again, everything feels more simple than Bach.

Scarlatti has this way of taking such simple motives and developing them in such simple ways, and somehow creating a gem of a sonata. Every single time! K 420 is a good example of this. In each of the two sections (all of his sonatas are in binary form), you hear bright repeated notes. For some reason this reminds me of a banjo--a distinctly un-Spanish instrument. The repeated notes fold themselves into scale patterns which then fold themselves into these sweeping arpeggios. The rhythms are the only thing that drives the piece forward. There are no singable melodies, no particularly striking harmonies or key changes. I think it's actually quite boring in theory, but it's not boring at all when played with the right energy.

I'm writing a paper this semester on the influences of Spanish folk music in Scarlatti sonatas, so you will probably be hearing more about him in the next few weeks. Just a warning.

2.13.2011

Emanuel Ax

Y'all. Emanuel Ax came to Baylor. I am not joking. This is not a dream.

I had been really excited about this since I heard about it last September. A few years ago, I heard Emanuel Ax perform the second Brahms piano concerto with the Houston Symphony, and it still inspires me to this day.

He played a Schubert program, and it was wonderful (duh). I love his conservative playing. I like that when he plays Schubert, I hear Schubert, not Emanuel Ax. He doesn't let his artist's ego get in the way, like so many do (*ahem* Lang Lang).

He does this thing, y'all. He sits down to play something, and plays it as if he was born playing it. It's like he just waves his hands and--voila!--magic happens! And then he gets up and bows all bashful-like like he hasn't just played that little A Major sonata more beautifully than I've heard it played in my entire life.

This post has no point except to let you all know that I have the world's biggest pianist crush on Emanuel Ax. I am in love with him. That is all.