"The Power of Love" is one of the folk songs Percy Grainger collected in Jutland. His informant told him the story behind this song (a maiden has a secret lover. Her seven brothers challenged the lover to a fight and are all killed. The girl declares that even should he kill her father, she would not think of leaving him), but unfortunately only remembered the last verse.
The lyrics of that only verse make little impact, but the music is a different matter. The words may speak of orchard and tree, but there is something watery about the music. The opening piano are like gentle waves that welcomes you at the sea, while the harmonium drones lazily murmur. Yet before long, the harmonium becomes dissonant and grows in vehemence; the harmonically unsettled strings pile on, like an irresistible force that drags you down. The piano hammers, as if to push your head underwater. The mood recalls, as Grainger himself wrote, "the doom-fraught undertow that lurks in all deep love." The song ends with a light piano arpeggio: however much the violence experienced by the drowned person has been, the sea has swallowed it all, all is calm except the slightest ripple.
It's the "old style" brass playing, generally louder and more expressive, here also captured with multiple close microphones. That style presisted in some East German or Russian orchestras until the 80s, particularly Staatskapelle Dresden and Staatskapelle Berlin, where it even kind of evolved into its own thing. This is why some people like the Jochum/Dresden Bruckner cycle, which I personally find slightly over the top.
In the West (and also in Poland and Czechia) since the '60s-'70s the brass started playing quieter but more precisely in tune, which sounds "nicer", but somewhat inexpressive, like a synthesiser.
Crazy how this work was mocked and belittled on it's first performance. I know the orchestra in question didn't like wagnerian-influenced music but how can you listen to this and not think it's even of a little value?
Bruckner trying to conduct for the first time was probably a factor here, the rest is just politics. This stupid Brahms vs Wagner war was just the earliest example of such conflicts. A few decades later basically all high art was consumed by this cliquish mentality, where the work itself becomes completely unimportant and instead the chattering classes only care if it's by "our guy" or "one of the bad ones". This basically corresponds with the end of wealthy aristocratic patrons having any influence and the emergence of mass "intelligentsia" and state-funded institutions.
By the way, what I always found more baffling was the reaction to Brahms' first Piano Concerto in Leipzig. Like, what exactly were they hating on? It's a very accessible piece, firmly in the tradition of Mozart's C-minor and D-minor concerti, and Beethoven 3rd. To add to confusion, it was apparently the conservatives that were the haters, and the New School liked it. Maybe it was a completely different version at the premiere? Cause you know, Brahms also reworked his pieces, he just had enough leverage to buy up the old manuscripts and destroy them.
I've recently been getting into the works of Tomasz Sikorski (1939-1988), who is pretty much unknown outside Poland
some of his 1970s works have a strange kind of personal resonance with me - if I had been a classical composer, this is the kind of music I'd have written link because embedding didn't work
I've recently been getting into the works of Tomasz Sikorski (1939-1988 ), who is pretty much unknown outside Poland
some of his 1970s works have a strange kind of personal resonance with me - if I had been a classical composer, this is the kind of music I'd have written link because embedding didn't work
your man's 1970s works have a lot in common with Morton Feldman's last works, though they predate Feldman's last works by 10-15 years
as music generally didn't travel between the Iron Curtain and the west, this is likely a case of two different composers independently going in the same musical direction
I strongly suspect he was a secret biological son of Leonard Bernstein, one of mannnnnnny. I can show you clusters of supposedly random unrelated kids from the 1981 Boston Latin School yearbook who look wayyyyyyy too much like half-siblings bred from Lenny's DNA. I can show you personal photos sent to me by the most exquisite classical pianist in the world today (that includes Argerich, who might literally be her secret biological mother...and her secret real dad might be Ehud Barak, I shit you not) named Inbar Rothschild, the protégé of Pnina Salzman. Photos of a party right after WWII exactly like the party in the movie Maestro, except that Leonard and PNINA are the ones who look head over heels in love and like everyone at the party is celebrating some secret marriage of theirs, i.e., they were probably chosen to breed a baby per some secret Zionist eugenics program. I just signed up here today, tho, I didn't even know this place existed. I can't post all the proof I have, yet. But soon, you will see that proof.
There's been a hidden mass eugenics scheme in operation for upwards of 150 years. Supertalented bloodlines. Musical supertalents, athletic supertalents, literary supertalents, military supertalents, etc. Like it's all some huge interrelated secret cult. I know rightoids love that word, "eugenics", and it's certainly a better idea than its opposite, dysgenics. But you gotta realize something: The left has been obsessed with eugenics EVEN MORE, to a HORRIFYING, SPHINCTER-PUCKERING extent. I can show you all the visual and contextual proofs, as soon as the admins fully approve me. HUNDREDS of secret close biological family relationships among famous people, and extending into the world of randos, too, of course. World-changing implications among them.
But here's a quick verbal preview of a few utterly-indisputable highlights, which you yourselves can look up to confirm, so that you all know I'm not exaggerating, joking, hallucinating, trolling, etc. 1) Look up Kendrick Lamar and Lou Rawls, and ask yourself if they look closely related, or rather HOW closely related, they're either father and son, or else it's a literal cloning-Tyrone situation. 2) Look up Fernando Valenzuela and Babe Ruth, and pay attention to their noses, or rather, their nose, singular, with the EXACT same diagonal slant, and also other eerily-similar FOR A REASON facial features, and also dwell on how rare lefthanded pitchers who hold franchise records for hitting home runs are. 3) Look up a high school yearbook photo of Timothy Dick, who changed his name to Tim Allen, and then look up Andy Dick, his OBVIOUS biological son. That should be enough, for now. HUNDREDS MORE await you. Taboo truths that will quite literally trigger the total overthrow of Cabal...so long as people see my proofs. Soon.
Aside from myself posting them a couple times on Twitter and on Lipstick Alley (where I've been the only white male font, for several years, and where I was "Benched" today for 6 months because, well, I got so fed up with the dumb disloyal cunts that I told them mayyyyybe they should be re-enslaved) you won't find those photos online, they came from Pnina's private photos.
You see how it looks like a wedding announcement party or something? They pose for a photo with just all the men, then just all the women...WHY. They touch heads there exactly like lovebirds, like newlyweds...or like artistic geniuses assigned to secretly Procreate Changelings For Israel, or some similar stupid but real shit like that.
"Rothschild, eh?"
Great question. One of the longest stories you'll ever be fascinated by. I am still, to this day, 3 years later, not sure if Inbar is ultra-evil, as you would expect...or the opposite, ultra-good, the rarest Rothschild in history, someone so persecuted by her own tribe, so astoundingly improbably heroic, that YOU might name a daughter after her someday, based anon.
I suspect that she is a direct descendant of Chopin, who was INTIMATELY welcomed into the PARISIAN Rothschild family. Pnina was co-raised, every weekend of her childhood, by the Parisian Rothschilds. Cortot brought her to them at 9 years old. Guy's family. THAT guy, THAT Guy, the one who hosted THAT weirdass party in the photos in the 1970s. (Ponder the bizarre possibility that Guy was a STEALTH WHISTLEBLOWER, please.) Pnina was still on good, happy terms with him when they met again in their old age. Guy's family took her to museums, concerts, etc. Every weekend. As if she herself were a crypto-Rothschild. And duh, she must've been. Cortot himself probably was, too. (FUN FACT: Cortot is DESPISED by Goodthinking Kìkes because he supposedly collaborated with the Vichy government.) Chopin taught Descombes, who was basically a whatnot. Descombes taught Cortot, however. Cortot taught Pnina. (FUN FACT: Pnina's beloved brother died in the 1948 war from murderous neglect by his own Israeli military after he was injured.) Pnina taught Inbar. The musical lineage is DEFINITELY real. If you want to hear the very best Chopin interpretations in recorded history, you should subscribe to Inbar's YouTube channel. (FUN FACT: Inbar's beloved brother Roy was suicided in Tel Aviv on 11/27/99, her 16th birthday.)
But what about a biological lineage.
Cortot's resemblance to Chopin is self-evident. And nooooooo, Jèws do NOT all look alike. Pnina would probably be Cortot's daughter. Martha Argerich looks like the lovechild of Pnina and Arthur Rubinstein. (Rubinstein also taught Pnina when she was a young girl...and also chased her around the piano trying to fuck her, according to what I heard directly from Inbar, who was told that by Pnina herself.) Inbar looks like the Zionist eugenics experiment hybrid of Argerich and Ehud Barak. Barak is one of only 3 or 4 celebrities Inbar has ever met, or so she said. Inbar's auntly 1st cousin is Esther Koren, a globalist lawyer. Esther Koren looks closely related to Barak's right hand man, who is also surnamed Koren. Inbar is the only person in the entire world who can artfully equal Martha's signature rapid perfection. For a reason. They even have the EXACT same lush, raven hair. Imagine the lush, raven hair of peak Martha Argerich on one of Ehud Barak's daughters, the one he had with Martha Argerich. Take a moment to visualize that. Now I'll show you a photo of young Inbar.
