I am not a spectator of a big game or a virgin, but I am still convinced that although Ukraine may seem remote, every breath of the world cannot be left alone. The past few years, for me, have been a downward channel, 2022, just as they said, "You have to know that now is never the worst".
So what. In the evening, I received a push from Teacher Luo Xiang on the mobile phone, a few words, and when I opened it again, I found that he had deleted it. I'm not qualified to argue anything, well, let's talk about music.
When I think of Ukrainian musicians, the first thing that comes to mind is that the greatest piano master of the 21st century, Sakurata, nicknamed him "Pat the Duck", Vladimir Horowitz.
Born in Kiev, Ukraine, Horowitz graduated from the Kiev Conservatory at the age of 17 and left Russia at the age of 22. Why leave? This can't be said in too much detail. The young pianist, with his flamboyant playing style and flamboyant performance, left with a 6-month exit visa, and it is said that when he passed the security checkpoint, soldiers at the border patted him: "Although you are gone, don't forget your motherland." ”
Then Horowitz went for 60 years, became a U.S. citizen at the age of 40, and said he would never want to back to the USSR again in this life.
When he was young, Horowitz's playing style was like a storm, lightning and thunder, and the work in his hands seemed to be patting a duck, but under this inch, almost no one could beat it. There was also a time when he suffered a low point, especially the Tokyo scene that was repeatedly recited by everyone, and horowitz who took a big medicine was not like a human, but he still came back, and the older he played in his later years, the more demon, the high energy level is estimated to be only Rubenstein can compare.
Suddenly, one day, he smoked a lot, and suddenly a thought came up: "Before I die, I will look at Russia again." ”
In 1985, when the U.S.-Soviet cultural exchange agreement was revived, he asked too late: Can I go back as an ambassador of peace?
And that's all there really is to it.
Everything follows Horowitz's travel standards, he must carry the Steinway he used all the way, the food in Moscow is the Dover flounder purchased from Paris every day, and the U.S. Embassy in the Soviet Union specially built a palace for him, which led to the legendary "Horowitz in Moscow".
On Sunday, April 20, 1986, at four o'clock in the afternoon, it was drizzling in Moscow that day. There are only 400 tickets for concerts, and only the front row can get tickets for the night queue. But there were still hundreds of people gathered outside the concert hall that day, and they couldn't hear a single note, but they were just going to witness history and be filmed in the "Horowitz in Moscow" documentary.
This is perhaps the most popular of classical live recordings and recordings, and I have listened to them countless times. This skinny-looking 82-year-old man, his hands are covered with age spots, but when he comes into contact with the keys, starting with the first few jumps of the Skalatti Sonata K380 in E major, this is history, not only the history of classical music, but also the moment that has entered the annals of human civilization.
In this scene, Horowitz's selection of songs is impeccable, all of which he was particularly good at in his later years, including Mozart's 10th Sonata K330 in C major, and he can let Steinway breathe with him. As for the works of Russian composers Rachmaninoff and Scriabin, the concert turned into a different mood.
In fact, the international situation at this time was not very peaceful, the US Air Force had just bombed Libya, which caused strong dissatisfaction in the Soviet Union, and at the same time, the TV screens around the world were filled with the smoke of war, just as we saw in the past few days... But as soon as the camera pans, the Ukrainian-born, great American pianist is playing for an audience in his home country, Russia. The most moving part is Schumann's "Dream Song", the seventh song in "Childhood Scenes" OP.15. This world famous song, you can hear countless versions (including Lang Sang's one... Version), but Horowitz is unique, such a simple melody, such a simple chord decomposition, bursting out of such a huge energy, an old man's beautiful recollection of the morning flower, has transcended the simple dispute between home and country.
Maozi's audience really understood too well, the camera swept by, and someone kept quietly wiping away tears. Thousands of miles away in New York, music critic Andrew Rooney pretended to be on the scene, writing in a column the next day:
"In the second half of the concert, watching the 82-year-old genius play, for some mysterious reason I can't explain, my eyes were moist, not sad, but joyful. It has something to do with my pride, and at that very moment I was proud to be part of the same civilization, and this great and immortal old man who was playing the piano was a part of it. As the television footage moved from Horowitz's finger on the keyboard to the face of a Soviet citizen in the audience, I felt my tears falling. He didn't look like an enemy. He closed his eyes tightly and tilted his head slightly back so that his face was facing upwards... A tear streamed down his cheek. ”
"The same tears also flowed down my cheeks."