An invitation for the pianists of WTF
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No sellotape but I like the softer toned pianos and slightly faster tempo
Link to video Link to videoDont like the last arpeggio being differently major when it is left effectively minor by Chopin? But who am I to doubt either of the masters.
Sellotape...
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It's been a fortnight and I've had a week away, just wondered who's practicing this?
I've run through it a dozen, maybe 15 times now, so it's coming along nicely.
First two pages learned, third page I'm still making mistakes.
That last chord involves shifting the torso left.Ventosa viri restabit
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It's been a fortnight and I've had a week away, just wondered who's practicing this?
I've run through it a dozen, maybe 15 times now, so it's coming along nicely.
First two pages learned, third page I'm still making mistakes.
That last chord involves shifting the torso left.@AndyD I'm glad to hear yours is coming along!
I have been half-heartedly playing the easier version, I plan to record it by the Piano Tell deadline (July 15 I think) and since that's a ways out yet, I've been focusing on other goals.
I don't know if anyone else here is playing it, but several people are working on it at Piano Tell.
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I’ve played that first version before, a long time ago. I haven’t really played the piano in a decade, maybe?
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Got a copy of Chopin's Wiosna. Started it, only to learn that I am worse than ever. Have not played in too many years and not getting any younger, but I am enjoying it. Bob isn't.
I don't like it very much. Will see. -
I've taken a quick look at this piece. To me, the big challenge is it's repetitiveness, but the deeper one digs, the more one finds. Isn't that always the case?
Chopin ends a number of his minor pieces with a major chord. In the case of Wiosna, it can be understood by reading the lyrics of the song (if you can find a decent translation!).
The lyrics from LeiderNet (translated far better than my browser's translate function which made a mish-mash of it):
Droplets of dew sparkle,
A spring whispers in the open field;
Hidden in heather,
Somewhere a heifer's bell rings.Pretty gentle open field
Picture views form happily,
All around, flowers release fragrance,
And bushes bloom.Graze and wander, my little herd,
I sit by a rock,
A sweet song that I like
I'll sing for myself.A pleasant quiet abandonded place!
Yet some regrets wander in my mind,
my heart mourns,
and a tear forms in my eye.The tear escapes my eye,
Within me sings a stream,
To me from above,
A skylark responds.His wings he spreads,
Barely visible to the eye,
Higher, higer...
Lost already among the clouds.Above prairies and fields he flies,
Still singing his song;
And the song from the ground
He takes up into the sky!
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