Went to this last night.
J.S. Bach, Eliot Carter, Robert Schumann.
Not one of my more favorite Tuesday night recitals, but I don’t go to necessarily have my tastes flattered.
Brandenburg Concerto No. 4: one of the all-time chestnuts. Grew up hearing it. Never actually witnessed it performed live. Given my semi-recent (re)engagement with Bach, I was intrigued to see how this would go down.
Within about seven notes, I was losing a little interest in that project.
The 16th notes.
Jesus lord the 16th notes.
They never end.
I was however slightly stoked to realize the first movement is in 3/8…or is that 3/4? Yay for not being 4/4.
I was really here for the Carter.
Not as knotty as I expected. Much more easily comprehensible than I expected. With a bigger harpsichord than the Bach ensemble!
I am re-re-re-reconfirmed in my distaste of harpsichord, especially in a hall. Just…no. As much as I want to really dig this piece of music, the timbre of that instrument just doesn’t sit well with me. It has no real attack. It has AN attack, a sudden rise in amplitude, that settles instantly in to this dull sustain, and sits there for a moment, and then dies. If you play more than one note at a time, it’s mush.
I understand this is part of the point of the piece–to employ this timbre–and I admire the decision on a conceptual level; I really do. But…I can’t.
Schumann: boilerplate classical music.
I was in a hurry for it to end so I could go to sleep.
Is that undignified?