I got tagged the other day by @avengers-avenging-shit: put your iPhone/mp3/spotify on shuffle and list the first 10 songs then tag 10 people!
So here we go, get ready to cringe at my awful music!
1. Once Upon A Troubadour - Nightwish 2. So long! - AKB48 3. The Nutcracker, Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies -Tchaikovsky 4. Lay it down - Ieiri Leo 5. Un Air De Libertel - Khaled Mouzanar 6. Ghost Love Score Instrumental - Nightwish 7. Memories - Within Temptation 8. Girls Rule - Nogizaka46 9. I’m Not Calling You A Liar - Florence and The Machine 10. Symphony nr. 7 in A major, Op.92 :II Allegretto - Beethoven
Yet another fantastic reason to say Tchaikovsky was one of the greatest orchestrators of all time. While there is a program to the movements [reflecting Tchaikovsky’s feelings for his close friend and artistic patron, Nadezhda von Meck], it isn’t necessary to appreciate the towering achievement of the dramatic first movement, the passionate slow movement, the playful scherzo, and the energetic finale. Am I gushing too much? Probably. This happens when I try to describe the classics. Perhaps the music should just speak for itself. I walked, as I usually do, around the city neighborhood, then to the beach, and back again. Despite the titanic bleakness that he conveys at the beginning [and I quote, “roughly"—that "all life is an unbroken alternation of hard reality with swiftly passing dreams and visions of happiness …”. He goes on: “No haven exists … Drift upon that sea until it engulfs and submerges you in its depths”], the second half contains some of the more uplifting orchestral music I know of: the scherzo is a study in pizzicato strings and colorful winds, and the finale is like the Fourth of July. A Beethoven gesture, it seems, to recreate tragedy, projecting upward to triumph.
1. Andante sostenuto — Moderato con anima — Moderato assai, quasi Andante — Allegro vivo
Listening to Tchaikovsky’s 4th symphony in concert today was easily one of the most wonderful concert experiences I’ve ever experienced in my life. Hanging on every note, embracing each sound as they came. I’ve discovered that there is no feeling quite as magical as hearing the music build up gradually and culminate in a refrain of an earlier theme, especially with one as distinctive as the unmistakable opening of Tchaik 4.
DAAA….dadada da da DAAA….dadada da da dadaaada DAAA…