Perlman on the violin and Yo Yo Ma on Cello. See the joy of being able to play like they do, reflected in their faces. Give it a couple of minutes in to see the “facial bliss”!
My quick 2 cents worth about Rachmaninoff! I feel that although he composed some of the most exquisite melodies, somehow he never quite “gets there”. In the way Tchaikovsky, Beethoven, Chopin and Mozart (amongst others!) construct a melody/theme; and when they want to Climax – they do. Rachi, on the other hand, I feel, just almost takes us there!
On the one hand you have a serious conductor and musician insisting that this Piano Sonata is a send-up / parody. At the same time some Beethoven scholars claim that it’s a legitimate effort by him! If you review compilations of Beethoven’s sonatas, you’ll find that not many pianists play this one. Isn’t that a clue? … that if it’s not a “joke” – then at least it’s not one of his better works. I feel that everything Anton Kuerti says about this sonata rings true. (in fact I laughted out loud several times while listening – don’t see how anyone could take it seriously) What do you think/feel/hear?!
See below for Kuerti’s negative assesment, and others who disagree
Piano sonata 22 in F major Op. 54 / First Movement tempo d’un menuetto
In tempo d’un menuetto: Anton Kuerti refers to this piece as a parody of uncreative composers. The melody commences, but grinds to a halt, and after doing this again, it decides to suddenly end the phrase in an attempted friendly way, which is anything but friendly, and nothing but awkward. This piece gradually redeems itself (but not much) when it garners variations for its main theme. Only at the coda does a virtuoso performance take place.
Allegretto: “If the first movement was constipated, then the second movement suffers from the opposite ailment.” (Anton Kuerti) This is shown in the piece, as the main melody has a non-stop continuous, sixteenth-note pattern that does not stop for even a second in this piece. The piece gradually gets more and more agitated in the coda, almost similar to a mechanical mixer going out of control and splattering its ingredients throughout the entire room.