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It has been quite a journey. No, I'm not talking this time on the Hammerklavier Sonata, the Beethoven project, the ongoing recording of Beethoven's symphonies in the absolutely stunning 4-hand transcription by Carl Czerny on our beloved Fritz fortepiano. None of that all. (read further below)
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0:00 Allegro con spirito (Czerny: MM q= 152)
12:29 Andante con Espressione (Czerny 8th=104)
20:51 Rondo Allegro (Czerny dotted q = 96)
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No, I'm talking on that other journey. That of my clavichord. The empress in music of this house. O yes, I know many of you will be thinking: how can he write something like this when we hear week after week the most beautiful forte-piano imaginable? A clavichord? I hear you. But here is the thing. With this recording, the Mozart sonata in D Major, I have the feeling really coming home again. After that long fortepiano journey (that is about to continue, don't worry). A journey that started with the arrival of the 1825 Frenzel in September 2018. A journey that got intenser with the arrival of the Fritz in March 2019, exactly one year ago. A journey that led me to hours and hours playing those two instruments, learning to understand their language, especially that of the Fritz. And every time I went back to the clavichord, I could feel how much of a distance suddenly I had with that magical instrument, how suddenly that what I could even have imagined in my dreams playing on the clavichord became harder. And harder. Since my touch, my technique needed all the freedom to be transformed for what that Viennese piano action required. O, I had so much advantage simply by coming from the clavichord. Playing the fortepiano is different, much different, but wasn't it the same path musicians like Mozart and Beethoven had gone through? They all came from the clavichord - and stuck to that instrument till their last breath, yes also Beethoven- and so I needed to be patient. I could feel that simply by combining the two instruments, the clavichord would win. Easily, hands down. I wasn't there yet to mix both worlds. And so I had to wait, every day passing along that beautiful walnut lid not to open. How many hundreds, no thousands of times I did not even think when time to play or practice was there. The movement of opening the clavichord, I can do it with one hand, without thinking, fast. When you kneel down, you'd see the little scratches left from those thousands of times, opening closing, opening closing.
And so for me there was this one moment that I took as a deadline. The recording of the Beethoven trio opus 38, the reduction of his septet. Still working on the editing of that by the way, it was an unbelievable joyful week to record that, a milestone as much as the recording of the Hammerklavier by Alberto was. But I had set the mark clear in my head: after that week, the clavichord was to be played again, alternatively with the piano. And so I did.
You already heard the Mozart sonata nr 7. That was my first 'come back' on the clav. But this time, for this recording, it was different. Here again I felt to be one on one with this unbeatable "tool" of expression. A kind of expression you can not explain to someone who does not play the clavichord. It simply is impossible to imagine for pianists, or harpsichord players, what a clavichord does with a musician. It sometimes feels as if your fingers can touch the vibrations, beyond the strings, that of the air itself. The clavichord on moments like this, is in control of everything. The environment listens suddenly, there is no projection of sound as with the piano, no, the room listens, the clavichord speaks for itself, it doesn't care about anything else but the essence. It knows you'll listen. And the musician is granted temporarily access to the 'power'. Never think you control it... she does.
And I can tell you, that's addictive. What's more to wish for than having the tension of a room (whatever that is) at your fingertips?
And don't think the clavichord is forgiving. She's not. That might sound really weird, but don't even consider to not playing a week, it simply will feel like playing on stone. But here, in this Mozart, she gave everything again. As in the good old days...
And so the circle is full again. One last step perhaps: some music by Bach. And then, one year after Mr Fritz came to me, both worlds can live together inside me, that of the clavichord and the pianoforte. The empress has accepted the servants. That's how I feel it, and it simply feels right.
Honored to be able to share this with you.
Here is a Playlist of all Mozart sonatas (project ongoing): kzbin.info?list...
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