i had planned to arrive at the concert at half past eight and was a little bit worried as i had never been in that auditorium, but eventually i found it, in a nice though apparently desolate part of the town, right in time for the second half of the concert. little auditorium, a warm and relaxed atmosphere, on the stage Sandro tuning up the camera, and alf speaking with him. that was a very good idea, for our little representative of pianosociety to meet at this particular concert! we took a seat in the centre of the hall, and soon the music begun.
i was prepared to listen to Chiara because i already knew her recordings, but what impressed me most, on thursday evening, were her strength and enthusism. not only she played such a long and difficult program (and all from memory), but she also played encores at the end of each part, and (as a perfect landlady) she also gave short speeches in the intermissions, thus helping Sandro go on the stage to change the handycam cassettes
the peculiarity of the concert itself accounted for the warm and maybe not perfecly silent public, but she always looked at ease and relaxed. Ist Book from Debussy's Preludes, with marvellous De pas sur la neige, Ce q'a vu le vent d'Ouest and an impressive, hieratic performance of La cathedrale engloutie. after this, the complete Chopin Etudes op.10 (marvellously sung No.5), and as an encore, a witty nice piece where the left hand played with only one finger. then, Schubert's Sonata D959 with a magic, restrained 1st part of the Andantino. and after this the Mussorgsky. from the stunning beguinning with a firm Promenade, through the sharp differences between Samuel Goldenberg and Schmuyle (even a child would understand!), it was as if the Pictures were part of herself. again shivers in 'Cum mortuis in lingua mortua', where tremolos were like rattling bones. and how beautiful it was, to look at Chiara smiling in Tuileries or in the Ballet des petits poussins dans leurs coques... really, a wonderful performance. time for another encore: Schubert's Impromptu op.142 No.2, 'like a prayer'. at the end of the concert, it was nice meeting Chiara... you wouldn't tell she had played for the previous five hours or so
as he was driving me home, Sandro told me about the Arietta and Mozart's Fantasia i had lost, and about his week. we decided for a dinner together, at half past midnight, with some pasta with cream and smoked salmon
Yes, I took some pictures of him, but I won't divulge them if Mr Duffy doesn't want me to do so.
please do! this funny misunderstanding probably dates from the time Sandro came to visit me and uploaded some recordings without logging out
bye, Mr Duffy