<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050</id><updated>2012-01-31T18:40:39.690-05:00</updated><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='videos'/><category term='musical thoughts'/><category term='stuff for Piano Lit class'/><title type='text'>Expressing the inexpressible...?</title><subtitle type='html'>Pianist Max Levinson muses on music, mostly.  

The blog's title refers to a quote from Aldous Huxley.  

I'll try to stay on topic, but anyone who knows me will expect me to take detours and add footnotes and make analogies relentlessly.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-4821466653748370890</id><published>2012-01-31T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:40:39.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beethoven op. 111 progress report</title><content type='html'>Earlier this month I made public my goal to be able to play all of the 32 Beethoven Sonatas in about 2 years.&amp;nbsp; With that in mind, I set myself the shorter term goal of learning the last of his Sonatas, op. 111 in C minor, over the month of January.&amp;nbsp; It has not been easy!&amp;nbsp; I am a pretty quick learner at this point - years of leaving things to the last minute have helped me hone my ability to learn fast.&amp;nbsp; But even so, squeezing in the hours around all of my other responsibilities - for example, practicing for other concerts, teaching, taking care of my children, etc. - has been difficult.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, on the last day of January, while practicing in a lovely home in Dublin, I played through the entire piece.&amp;nbsp; It is a privilege to know the piece much more intimately than when I started.&amp;nbsp; And it is good to know that while a month of sporadic work has been enough to get the notes in to my fingers, it is nevertheless a piece that will, I'm sure, reveal more and more to me as I live with it longer.&amp;nbsp; In fact this is why I started my Beethoven project with this piece - I am counting on the blessing of time to help me digest this piece more fully.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My students know that I love to say how tired I am of the sound of the piano, which is partially true (but not totally).&amp;nbsp; One of the remarkable things about op. 111 is the way it sounds so unlike a piano piece to me.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps it is fitting that it is his last piano sonata (although several important piano pieces, most notably the "Diabelli" Variations, were written later) as the first movement sounds to me more like a symphony and the second like a string quartet, the genre which seemed especially to captivate Beethoven in his later years.&amp;nbsp; By the time this piece was written Beethoven was, I believe, totally deaf, and he was writing, perhaps, not for the earthly instruments we hear every day, but for the heavenly sounds he could hear in his own mind.&amp;nbsp; It presents the wonderful challenge of creating this palette of colors on the piano.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tomorrow, my day is filled with a master class at the Royal Irish Academy of Music, a radio broadcast, and a rehearsal with some old friends (all former winners of the Dublin International Piano Competition) of fun, entertaining music for as many as 8 pianists at once (including arrangements of Flight of the Bumblebee, the William Tell Overture, and "Tea for Two.")&amp;nbsp; It may not be op. 111, but it has its place too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-4821466653748370890?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/4821466653748370890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=4821466653748370890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4821466653748370890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4821466653748370890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2012/01/beethoven-op-111-progress-report.html' title='Beethoven op. 111 progress report'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-46287370699844644</id><published>2012-01-25T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:03:51.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music for normal people</title><content type='html'>I just started teaching a new course at &lt;a href="http://www.bostonconservatory.edu/" target="_blank"&gt;Boston Conservatory&lt;/a&gt;, the first they are offering for adults via their extension division.&amp;nbsp; It is one semester class, meeting once a week, called&lt;a href="http://www.bostonconservatory.edu/gkpr" target="_blank"&gt; "Getting to Know the Piano Repertoire"&lt;/a&gt; and when I was explaining what I was doing to one of my undergraduate conservatory students, she helped me find the word to describe the students who would be enrolling in the course: "NORMAL people."&amp;nbsp; At a conservatory, I spend most of my time working with students who have studied piano music for most of their lives - (abnormal people?).&amp;nbsp; Even then I have to make an effort at times to imagine what it is like to hear about a piece for the first time, when I have performed it in concert 100 times.&amp;nbsp; That, of course, is what teachers do all of the time, in all sorts of fields.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is always healthy for a performer, like myself, to come face to face not with musical colleagues but with the "normal people" who make up the audience of concerts.&amp;nbsp; What do they think about when they hear music?&amp;nbsp; What do they like or dislike?&amp;nbsp; The great artist is not, of course, supposed to play in a way that panders to the audience, but he does need to consider what is valuable to them - it is about striking a proper balance between entertaining and challenging. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I enjoy helping opening people's eyes to things I already know and love.&amp;nbsp; I admire the "normal people" in this course, some who appear to be working, some possibly retired, but all challenging themselves to learn something new, rather than sitting in front of the TV and coasting through life on the education they acquired in high school or college.&amp;nbsp; In the last year or two I have begun to do more private teaching, including students who are 14 years old, and one who is over 70.&amp;nbsp; It has helped me to see clearly how valuable playing the piano and getting to know great music, intimately, is to everyone, not just professional musicians themselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-46287370699844644?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/46287370699844644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=46287370699844644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/46287370699844644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/46287370699844644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2012/01/music-for-normal-people.html' title='Music for normal people'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-7356503542520974710</id><published>2012-01-20T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T18:00:47.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The problem with perfect practice?</title><content type='html'>I just read (and recommend) this &lt;a href="http://www.bulletproofmusician.com/the-problem-with-perfect-practice/#more-2153" target="_blank"&gt;blog post by Dr. Noa Kageyama&lt;/a&gt;, on the subject of practicing.&amp;nbsp; About a  year ago I gave a presentation to a group of Los Angeles piano teachers  entitled "Making Practice Perfect" where I explored and shared various  techniques that I find useful for myself and students. &amp;nbsp;Dr. Kageyama  points out, however, that the attempt to be "perfect" in the practice room can  actually prevent us from learning. &amp;nbsp;One such reason occurs especially in  conservatory environments: we want to sound good to our peers in  the hallway or the practice room next door, and will avoid working on  pieces or passages we aren't so confident with. &amp;nbsp;Or we might avoid  taking a risk with tempo or musical idea, for example, because we will (probably) sound  terrible, at least at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a kid, one of my friends (now concertmaster of a major American  orchestra) would sometimes go over to an older friend's house (he is now  the concertmaster of another major American orchestra) to practice.&amp;nbsp; My friend  said it helped him focus and not screw around.&amp;nbsp; But I wonder if it might  have also made him avoid practicing brand new repertoire, say, or trying out  new interpretive or technical ideas. &amp;nbsp;Now mind you, he is a great (and  successful) violinist so he obviously wasn't damaged by this much, if at all, but it makes me think that it's important, in practicing, not to focus on what others think, but to listen to ourselves and evaluate how we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Conservatory students: ignore everyone else practicing nearby!&amp;nbsp; Your job is not to impress them in a practice room - your job is to do your best on stage, in a concert or competition or audition or recording studio.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I remember quite vividly the experience years ago as a Fellow at the Tanglewood Music Center that I often ended up practicing in a room near Leon Fleisher's office.&amp;nbsp; Being within earshot of one of the world's greatest pianists definitely made me sharpen my focus, and I had the nervewracking privilege of having him come in once or twice to advise me on something he heard me doing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-7356503542520974710?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/7356503542520974710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=7356503542520974710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7356503542520974710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7356503542520974710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2012/01/problem-with-perfect-practice.html' title='The problem with perfect practice?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-5853057114716266553</id><published>2012-01-18T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:48:57.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goldbergs are not enough - now for all the Beethoven Sonatas!?!?</title><content type='html'>I recently blogged, happily, about my successful project to learn the Goldberg Variations in a month, working gradually, one variation each day.  A brief update: I am reviewing what I worked on and it will be a few more months certainly before I feel ready to let anyone hear it!  But I try to remind myself that I learned it not for the purpose of performing it (a departure for me), and that if I do program the piece on a concert in the future that will be icing on the cake.  (Well, I have to say I do like icing!  And in a VERY tangential footnote: my &lt;a href="http://www.cadenzaartists.com/" target="_blank"&gt;manager&lt;/a&gt; got me a chocolate cake for my birthday last week from &lt;a href="http://www.magnoliabakery.com/home.php" target="_blank"&gt;Magnolia Bakery&lt;/a&gt; in NYC and it was absolutely the best cake I have ever eaten.  That is not an exaggeration.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now embarking on a project that I hope will take not one month but 2 years - I want, finally, to know all 32 of the Beethoven Sonatas.  I feel very much at home with about 12 of them.  There are a few more that I have worked on (and one I have played in concert) but that really warrant a thorough reworking.  And then there a dozen or more that I have never worked on at all.  My intention is to share some of my reflections on this, perhaps once a month as I hope to get one Sonata in my fingers every month.  I decided to work from the end, for now at least, so I'm working on op.111.  I'll write again about that in a week or two.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saying it here, publicly, to help me stay on track!  My friend &lt;a href="http://alibinazir.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ali Binazir&lt;/a&gt;, a wonderfully tireless high achiever, recently alerted me to the existence of a web site that is supposed to help people keep up with their personal projects, whether losing weight, or exercising, or reading a book every week.  The site is here: &lt;a href="http://www.stickk.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.stickk.com/&lt;/a&gt;  I haven't tried using it, but they have some great ideas there, and a mechanism for enlisting support from others to help get your projects done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My challenge, aside from finding the time to do this and the tenacity and endurance to follow through for many months of work, is to translate my big goal in to smaller daily goals.&amp;nbsp; I find that the only way not to procrastinate is to have something VERY specific to do every day.&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck, as I wish you luck on YOUR projects. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-5853057114716266553?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/5853057114716266553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=5853057114716266553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5853057114716266553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5853057114716266553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2012/01/goldbergs-are-not-enough-now-for-all.html' title='Goldbergs are not enough - now for all the Beethoven Sonatas!?!?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-5821410981072402920</id><published>2011-12-31T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:50:06.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Goldberg a Day</title><content type='html'>About a year ago I saw the film "Julie and Julia," based on a book of the same title.  The author of the book (and one of the title characters in the film) sets out on a journey to cook every recipe in Julia Child's "Mastering the Art of French Cooking," in the space of one year.  I enjoyed the film (even though most would describe it as a "chick flick" - but I just love watching a show about cooking!), and it made me think about seemingly impossible tasks, that become feasible when divided in to manageable daily chunks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided, about a month ago, to try to learn Bach's "Goldberg" Variations, a monumental work that I have never really grappled with simply because it seemed too huge.  There is a theme and thirty variations (followed by a repeat of the theme), and I realized that I could learn the piece in a month if I worked on one variation each day.  Today, December 31, I am happy to report that I can now play through the piece - it isn't polished or consistent, and it certainly isn't memorized.  It will take considerable work (and time living with the piece) to feel confident enough to play it for an audience.  But (and this is VERY unusual for me) I can honestly say I don't care if I play it for an audience, not for the moment anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me this project has been important for a number of reasons.  Normally I only really work on something when I have an external deadline, like a concert or a recording.  That doesn't mean I don't learn new music - what I do is schedule a new piece for a concert at some future date, and that forces me to learn it.  But I have a tendency to procrastinate (a byproduct of being a fast learner) and once in a while I have to back out of a repertoire plan because I don't leave myself enough time to learn something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I worked on the Goldberg Variations for *me*.  I made my own deadline.  This was really art for art's sake - no one is paying me to play this piece in a concert.  As a young person growing up, many if not most of the pieces I learned were for this kind of purpose - artistic growth without immediate thought of practical or professional gain.  But as I got older, got married, had children - I had to think more about how the hours I invest produce dividends not only for myself but for those under my care.  After all, there are only so many hours in the day!  Now I am obviously not talking about a total "sell-out" - I am still in an exceedingly impractical profession!  But my day-to-day priorities have not been consistently focused on artistic goals for their own sake, but some mixture of artistic and career-related goals.  For that reason, this little project, only a month (and only really requiring about 1 hour a day, sometimes a little more), has been a wonderful reawakening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also important to me for another reason: to prove to myself that I could finish a big project without anyone else making me do it.  I am by nature a bit of a "crammer" or perhaps a "sprinter" - I can accomplish a lot in a short intense period.  But I have trouble with the "marathons," usually.  I am glad to prove to myself that I can follow through with this one-hour-a-day - but EVERY day - project, culminating in accomplishing something significant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, as we enter 2012, I am thinking about what big musical projects I have meant to tackle, and how I can divide them in to smaller, more manageable daily or weekly projects.  If you are like me, a procrastinator, you should try the same!  Would you like to read all the Shakespeare plays this year?  Read one every week, and you'll be done in 9 months.  Would you like to read all of "War and Peace"?  If you read 30 pages a week (3-4 pages every day - not very much!) you'll be done in a year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side benefit to this project: I have been spending time in the mind of Bach every day for a month.  It has been a wonderful gift to have this time.  One of my teachers, Bruce Sutherland (about whom I have previously blogged), urged his students to play some Bach every day.  I hadn't done that in years, focusing instead on whatever repertoire I needed to be working on for my concerts - when the concert included Bach I'd work on it, but otherwise I did not.  I can say that Bruce was absolutely right - Bach has been good for my fingers and for my soul this past month.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, and stay tuned for my next project - once I decide what it's going to be...!  And feel free to post your own project in the comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-5821410981072402920?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/5821410981072402920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=5821410981072402920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5821410981072402920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5821410981072402920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2011/12/goldberg-day.html' title='A Goldberg a Day'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-8753156820631973490</id><published>2010-10-16T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T14:14:33.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alfred Brendel Master Class</title><content type='html'>This morning I attended a master class given by Alfred Brendel, at the New England Conservatory.  As an alum of NEC, it has been exciting to see the growth in the school, which has (from my perspective) evolved from a first-rate school to a truly exceptional school (judging from the caliber of faculty and students there).  Kudos should go to Bruce Brubaker, the Chair of NEC's Piano Dept, for arranging to have Brendel there (he gave a class yesterday as well).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight for me was the fact that afterward I was able (briefly) to meet Brendel, shake his hand, and meekly ask that he sign a copy of one of his books, "Musical Thoughts and Afterthoughts."  I have always admired Brendel, not only for his actual playing but also for his uncompromising, principled approach to music-making, putting the composer first and continually exploring and growing.  As an example of Brendel's artistry, here is a video clip of him playing the 2nd movement from the A major Sonata of Schubert (D. 899): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZ7pOJn6SDM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZ7pOJn6SDM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, one of the most memorable concert going experiences of my youth was hearing Brendel in an all-Schubert recital, one of four all-Schubert concerts he was giving in one week at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion in Los Angeles.  I was struck by the depth and commitment of his playing - not a note was played without purpose, without a wealth of exploration and consideration behind it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendel made his career playing, primarily, a segment of the repertoire that is considered more "serious," which is to say Mozart, Beethoven, Schubert.  He also has devoted considerable time to elevating the music of Liszt, who is sometimes seen as a less important composer than he is.  But I am not aware of any performances of his of great Russian or French composers, and while somewhere at my mother's house is an old recording of him playing Chopin Polonaises, it is not his finest hour.  His interest in playing the very pinnacle of great music (perhaps even a refusal to play "trifles") is something I have always identified with.  I have more recently been able, happily, to develop an interest in music outside the great German/Austrian tradition, but for better or for worse I have spent most of my life focused on the same music as Brendel, and probably for some of the same reasons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that in mind, I should restate how excited I was to meet this great artist.  The masterclass itself was, however, not the "ideal" masterclass.  I have learned that teaching a masterclass is not (or should not be) the same as teaching a lesson.  Somehow the teacher needs to generalize certain ideas so that the whole audience can find a way to apply them in other situations - that is, not only, "this passage is too soft" but more generally "in Beethoven we need to notice the distinction he makes between 'piano' and 'pianissimo'"  To his credit, Brendel was focused totally on the music at hand (two Beethoven pieces: the Piano Trio op. 1#1, and the String Quartet op. 132 - covering two extreme ends of Beethoven's career). He didn't make any effort to engage the audience - he was speaking to the performers about what they were doing, and if we the audience wanted to listen in, that was our business.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both cases (I arrived late and didn't hear the first 30 minutes of the trio), the performers were all very fine students, who had mastered all of the technical requirements of the music, and had commendable ideas about the character and color of the music they were playing.  Brendel in general did not talk in abstract terms about what the music was "saying," but instead expressed himself almost entirely in strictly musical terms - "play off the string" or "fix the balance so I can hear the melody more clearly."  I know that his concept of these pieces is profound and insightful, and much more than just a collection of notes/dynamics/tempos, but he seemed to feel most comfortable discussing the music in musical terms - but, in the end, this is not so scintillating for an audience.  NEC's most celebrated piano teacher for the past few decades has been Russell Sherman, who *can* of course be very specific, but has the gift of getting students to hear music as more than just music.  (He was not my teacher, but I had the privilege of playing for him many times while he was teaching Music 180, the chamber music course at Harvard, which he taught for one year.  I remember scratching my head when he asked a violinist colleague and me to play the 2nd movement of the Brahms A major Sonata "like the rotation of the spheres."  But now, I have to say, that image has stuck with me, and it has encouraged me to "aim for the stars," so to speak, rather than only to think in technical terms).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, the good news with Brendel is that HE knows the music inside and out and there is truly no B.S. in what he says.  The bad news is that the only obvious benefit derived from his teaching is to somebody playing that specific piece under discussion (the performers playing on stage, and possibly those in the audience who may perform the same piece).  This is fine for a lesson, but a public class - especially what may be a once in a lifetime opportunity to hear from this great artist - needs to have more, shall I say, platitudes and life lessons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendel, perhaps as a show of modesty, sat in the audience in Jordan Hall, equipped with a clip microphone so we could hear him; the alternative would be to sit on stage, near the performers where we all could see him.  By not doing so, he did focus our attention on the music, rather than on him - which seems fitting from an artist who always put the music ahead of his own ego.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One comment he made, however, WAS of a general nature, and is worth sharing.  Referring to a passage where the performers were playing very literally, he asked them to make a little crescendo as the pitches were going up - then he said, "Not everything is written down - sometimes we have to follow the logic of the music."  This struck me as a wonderful piece of wisdom coming from someone who has always been held up as an exemplar of adherence to the composer's score.  In Harold Schonberg's classic book, "The Great Pianists," he lumps together Brendel and Pollini as part of a (then) new breed of "objective" pianists, who put their own "feelings" aside, according to Schonberg, in favor of following the printed score to the utmost.  I have never felt that Brendel was holding back his emotions, or that he did not have a total investment in the music (I have, on the other hand, seen that at times from Pollini), and I think Brendel made an important point to those students (and all of us in the audience), that we do, sometimes, have to read between the lines.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way - this master class was presented free of charge.  NEC seems to organize a large number of masterclasses, not only by pianists, and I believe that many if not all are open to the public.  It was great to be there today - to some people I am a teacher, but I also know that I am and should always be a student as well.  The blessing of being a musician - and the curse of being a musician - is that we are never done learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-8753156820631973490?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/8753156820631973490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=8753156820631973490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8753156820631973490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8753156820631973490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2010/10/alfred-brendel-master-class.html' title='Alfred Brendel Master Class'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-8607955823267692216</id><published>2010-09-11T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:17:00.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruce Sutherland</title><content type='html'>I found out today that my teacher, Bruce Sutherland, with whom I studied from age 7 until 16 or so, passed away a few days ago.  He was a wonderful teacher, a loving and patient man, who inspired so many students with his love of music and his tireless pursuit of the highest artistic heights.  There was nothing false or insincere about him, and any student of his learned to be, as he was, always at the service of the music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he had success teaching students at various different levels of ability and a different ages.  I studied with him at a crucial point in my development.  Previously, I had studied with a great teacher who specialized (and continues to specialize) in teaching young children.  Ann Pittel&lt;a href="http://cornerstonemusicconservatory.org/our-staff"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (to whom I also owe a great deal!) made music fun, and lessons often included running around the room, singing, dancing, etc. - all appropriate and necessary for a five year old, no matter how interested in or talented at the piano.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came time to move on, she had suggested a few possible teachers, and I knew right away that Bruce was the right teacher for me.  But I was in for a bit of a shock: he was a real disciplinarian, and would not accept, even from a 7-year-old boy, a messy performance of, say, a Bach Invention or Sinfonia.  To this post I am going to attach a youtube video of an interview I did about a year ago where I told a story about my lesson where we spent the whole hour on 3-4 measures.  I won't repeat the whole story here in writing, but I can say that such a demanding teacher was not something I had expected!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than any other single teacher, Bruce gave me my piano technique.  (Although for some reason he spelled it "technic.")  He taught me how to practice in a systematic way (introducing me to such instruments of torture as the metronome - which really has turned out to be a friend in my years of practicing) and while he was always generous with encouragement, he was never satisfied with any performance, in a lesson, in a studio recital, a competition, or anywhere, that included wrong notes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also helped us to listen to ourselves.  I never liked doing it, but he included solfege as part of many lessons, as a way of training our ear and our reading ability.  He introduced me to the playing of the great pianists both by playing their recordings for me (he had an enormous library of LP's and later of CD's) and by taking me to concerts with him.  In that way he helped me not to compare myself to other piano students, but to try to live up to the playing of the great pianists of the world.  When learning a Chopin piece, he had me study very carefully the recordings of Rubinstein, even having try once to "play along" with a recording.  He said, "now you just had a lesson with Rubinstein!".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That illustrates to me an important part of Bruce as a teacher: he was humble, and was always continuing to learn.  He would pass along his new discoveries or ideas to us, or share a new recording he had just heard.  Not only did this make him a more and more interesting teacher, but it taught his students that we too must always be growing and learning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teacher myself, I find that I borrow (OK, steal) from the things he would say to me.  And it works!  I was indeed fortunate to have him as a teacher, but also as a friend.  He went above and beyond what my mother paid him for, which was weekly lessons, usually Friday night at 7:30pm.  I spent many an afternoon after school at his house practicing (he had many pianos, and they were better than mine) and he would not infrequently drop in to correct a wrong note or suggest a fingering or musical idea.  He came to every performance or audition of mine he possibly could, both while I was student and for the many years since, to show his support and to be able to offer useful advice.  My mother didn't have any family in LA when I was growing up, and so he and his sister Mitzi would have us over on Christmas every year.  They were like parts of my family.  (Now mind you, Bruce and Mitzi are vegetarians, so that Christmas dinner wasn't quite traditional - but I loved to share the time with them!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can tell you that Bruce would have given you the shirt off his back, and I am so grateful not only for what he gave me, but for the example he set.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, he decided that he wanted, after dying, to leave his money and assets to a non-profit foundation he started, AMRON.  This foundation will be administered through the Colburn School for the Performing Arts, and will allow Bruce to continue to help young, deserving musicians with important performance and study opportunities.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is that interview I did, on the subject of Bruce Sutherland: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMcwjdfK5P0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMcwjdfK5P0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-8607955823267692216?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/8607955823267692216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=8607955823267692216' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8607955823267692216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8607955823267692216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2010/09/bruce-sutherland.html' title='Bruce Sutherland'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-4013029435301110810</id><published>2010-08-25T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T19:12:09.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence is Sexy</title><content type='html'>I actually Googled the title "confidence is sexy" and discovered that various people have written about this very same topic, though not (as far as I know) with reference specifically to classical music.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit that the word "sexy" is a bit beyond the scope of what I want to write about, but it was hard to resist making the statement so directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which almost goes straight to my point: when we express ourselves (musically, for example) with confidence, it always sounds better than when we express ourselves with doubt.&amp;nbsp; This is true even when people say something ludicrous (musically, for example) but do it with assurance; and it is sadly true when people who have all the right reasons to play a piece a certain way do it without sounding quite sure of themselves.&amp;nbsp; I knew a guy in college who always gave the impression he knew the answer to every question.&amp;nbsp; He was, in fact, an intelligent and knowledgeable person.&amp;nbsp; But whether or not he knew the right answer, he always *sounded* like he knew the right answer, and in many contexts that was good enough.&amp;nbsp; One day, however, I happened to hear him in the middle of a conversation "...now Mozart, who was born in 1741..." and I realized something.&amp;nbsp; He made that erroneous statement with the same unblinking confidence with which he said everything (including the times he was probably right - mind you, he was not a musician, but a Physics major), and for everyone else (not musically knowledgeable) he sounded like an expert.&amp;nbsp; (Mozart was born in 1756). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when it comes to a statement like that, there is a right answer (1756) and a wrong answer (1741).&amp;nbsp; But when it comes to a musical performance there are many things which are frankly not right or wrong but simply more convincing or less convincing.&amp;nbsp; And nothing bores me more than a "correct" or "dutiful" performance of a piece of music that lacks conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this releases me or any performer from the necessity of exploring, in as much depth as possible, the intentions of a composer, the conventions of his musical era, etc.&amp;nbsp; The most convincing and best performances will, in the end, be those which best bring Beethoven's or Chopin's music to life, and I know that Beethoven and Chopin were much greater musicians than me.&amp;nbsp; I know I will be more successful when I try my best to play their music "their way".&amp;nbsp; (This is easier said than done - figuring out "their way" is in many senses my whole life's work).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have seen some musicians, some very fine musicians, play in too "reverential" a way, as if the music were a museum piece to be treated only with laboratory gloves in an airtight room.&amp;nbsp; You cannot play Schumann or Tchaikovsky without getting your hands dirty, so to speak.&amp;nbsp; The music is not to be admired only, but to be loved, sculpted, caressed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not an expert on pop music, and I don't listen to it very much.&amp;nbsp; But recently I was listening to the radio and had some observations. I have noticed that I find famous women who sing pop music much more attractive (sexy?) than they would be if they weren't singers.&amp;nbsp; Of course this is in part because (despite what you may think of men's interest only in women's looks) it is more sexy to be successful than to be nobody.&amp;nbsp; But specifically in pop music, I think the the singers express thoughts and ideas that most people, in their everyday lives, are a little afraid (*lacking in confidence*) to say: sentiments as gentle as the Beatles' "I want to hold your hand," or as over-the-top as R. Kelly's "I don't see nothing wrong / With a little bump and grind."&amp;nbsp; (Haha, C.S.K., I know you are reading this and laughing).&amp;nbsp; But aside from the lyrics, it is the assured stage presence and vocal projection of Christina Aguilera or Aerosmith that make them successful with the millions who buy their CD's, the people who perhaps wish *they* had the guts to say, publicly, what these singers sing about, out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am unsure (uh-oh, that wasn't a very sexy thing to say!) is how to draw the line between confidence (attractive) and arrogance (not attractive).&amp;nbsp; Personally, I am annoyed by the hip-hop performers who seem to focus 90% of their lyrics on saying how incredibly awesome they are.&amp;nbsp; But some of these are quite successful (just not with me).&amp;nbsp; I can say more definitely that I cannot think of even one successful musician who sounds reticent on stage - he or she may experience fear or self-doubt or shyness in "real life," but on stage it is like Siegfried slaying the dragon - no worries, no doubt, no problem.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Illustrations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/THWhBSuuj-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/umVgVJVamhU/s1600/StevenTylerFrazerHarrison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/THWhBSuuj-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/umVgVJVamhU/s320/StevenTylerFrazerHarrison.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Steve Tyler of Aerosmith - if he weren't a singer, would this guy be attractive to women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here he his on stage - with that confident swagger, no wonder the girls go nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PHwsHaSgPh8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PHwsHaSgPh8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/THWhfY31kEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fBMJTxF5TWg/s1600/christina-aguilera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/THWhfY31kEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fBMJTxF5TWg/s320/christina-aguilera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christina Aguilera - okay, she'd probably be considered gorgeous anyway, without being a pop star.&amp;nbsp; But also note how totally confident she is in concert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGFMNO4efA4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGFMNO4efA4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-4013029435301110810?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/4013029435301110810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=4013029435301110810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4013029435301110810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4013029435301110810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2010/08/confidence-is-sexy.html' title='Confidence is Sexy'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/THWhBSuuj-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/umVgVJVamhU/s72-c/StevenTylerFrazerHarrison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-6100200299293825497</id><published>2010-07-23T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:37:32.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the multi-purpose musician</title><content type='html'>I am nearing the end of 5 weeks at the &lt;a href="http://www.killingtonmusicfestival.org/"&gt;Killington Music Festival&lt;/a&gt;, where I spend a good portion of each summer - in no small part because my wife, &lt;a href="http://www.allisoneldredge.com/"&gt;Allison Eldredge&lt;/a&gt;, is Artistic Director.&amp;nbsp; It is more clear to me here than anywhere else that having a successful musical career, at least in my case, depends on having a wide range of skills.&amp;nbsp; I have had to play a number of solo piano works (presumably the area in which I am most qualified, and certainly the most experienced); several chamber works; give a lecture on Schumann; teach private piano lessons; coach chamber music groups; help organize things "behind the scenes" (like setting rehearsal schedules for the various faculty concerts, putting together student chamber music groups - I do a little of this in support of my wife, who is the one actually in charge of these things); and conduct the orchestra.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last one - conduct an orchestra made up of students at the festival (last week I conducted a group mostly made up of faculty) - is the area where I am in some sense least experienced (I have been conducting here for the last couple of years - I've been playing and teaching for much longer), but I've noticed that many of the other things I have been doing have helped prepare me for the task of conducting.&amp;nbsp; Of course the most important ingredient in being a great conductor is being a great musician, and I have been working to become a great pianist for several decades, with the aid and inspiration of wonderful teachers and colleagues.&amp;nbsp; But I've noticed that teaching also has helped me to be a better conductor - in both cases, you are doing what you can to take what you hear and improve or refine it.&amp;nbsp; There are some differences, of course - as a conductor you start by showing what you want, before they have even played a note, and only afterwards, if that doesn't work, do you have a discussion of what you are trying to achieve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I have had the experience also of *playing* in orchestra, though it was a long time ago.&amp;nbsp; Growing up, I was both a pianist and cellist, and as a cellist had great teachers (Eleonore Schoenfeld and Gabor Rejto among them), and played principal cello in a few orchestras (mostly orchestra at my school, Crossroads School in Santa Monica, CA).&amp;nbsp; When I finished high school I didn't feel I could be successful playing two instruments, so I ended up focusing on the piano, which had always been more my instrument in any case.&amp;nbsp; But the experience of playing cello in orchestras and in many chamber music groups has really helped me now that I am involved with orchestras (and chamber groups) but in a different capacity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while this decision to "specialize" when I went to college seemed right at the time, I am seeing how clearly my life has actually required me, after all, to do a multitude of things.&amp;nbsp; (And this is only in my professional life - I also take my responsibilities as a husband and father very seriously, and these things require time and effort as well).&amp;nbsp; I don't know if I would be happy if, for example, I had the chance to earn a living solely on the basis of playing solo piano recitals, or solely as a faculty member at a conservatory.&amp;nbsp; I haven't had the chance to do this - my career has always been a patchwork of many activities, though the different activities do help and in some ways complement each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relative novelty of conducting (for me) makes it seem like I could be happy doing *only* that.&amp;nbsp; But I think it also can be a happily "diverse" career because it does require so many different kinds of activities - combining the skills of a performer, coach, lecturer (but not too much - I don't think orchestras like it!), organizer, and perhaps more.&amp;nbsp; We'll see how it goes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more note about the parallels between conducting and teaching: all we can do, in either case, is improve what we are starting with.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I'd seem like a great conductor no matter what, if I were standing in front of the Boston Symphony, just as when my most gifted students win competitions I look like a great teacher.&amp;nbsp; But in fact my hardest tasks are often unrecognized: getting an average student to sound very good is harder than making a great student sound a little greater.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-6100200299293825497?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/6100200299293825497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=6100200299293825497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/6100200299293825497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/6100200299293825497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2010/07/multi-purpose-musician.html' title='the multi-purpose musician'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-4675270954540079492</id><published>2010-06-09T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:48:48.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quick thoughts on conducting</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since my last blog post, and rather than look for a good long stretch of time when I can write, I will be brief (more brief than usual).&amp;nbsp; Perhaps Twitter has helped me realize that the value of a blog post is not automatically related to its length.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been preparing for some conducting performances that I have coming up in July.&amp;nbsp; I studied conducting as a kid, but didn't really stick with it and found I needed to focus on my piano playing.&amp;nbsp; But slowly over the last few years I've been having a few opportunities and I've enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make a quick observation or two about the process of preparing to conduct.&amp;nbsp; I have noticed that I spend a relatively larger portion of my time figuring out *how* the piece is supposed to sound (in as vivid detail as I can - I play at the piano through every section's part, sometimes alone, sometimes with other parts, and when I can manage it I play everyone's part at once; and I also try to imagine my mind exactly the sound I would hope for in the piece, from each instrument).&amp;nbsp; I do spend some time also figuring out how I expect to convey my ideas (baton technique, rehearsal strategy - I definitely need more experience to learn more about both of these!), but compared to my work as a pianist I spend much less on the "actualization" and much more on the "idea."&amp;nbsp; That is, I probably spend 40% of my time as a pianist focusing on ideas and 60% on conveying those ideas (for example making sure I play the right notes).&amp;nbsp; As a conductor, I spend 90% of my pre-rehearsal hours on making sure my ideas are clear (this is more pain-staking than it may sound).&amp;nbsp; Of course, when I get to the actual rehearsal, I have to spend about 100% of my energy on getting the ideas to actually come out from the orchestra.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think many pianists (and other instrumentalists) focus too much on the "conveying" of ideas and not enough on what the actual ideas are.&amp;nbsp; They sit down and start practicing, but it's not clear even to themselves what they are trying to achieve.&amp;nbsp; I am much more efficient and effective with my practice time when I practice with a purpose, when I know what sound I have in mind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more quick note: Youtube is a fantastic resource for a conductor who wants learn from (or steal from) the great conductors. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-4675270954540079492?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/4675270954540079492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=4675270954540079492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4675270954540079492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4675270954540079492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-thoughts-on-conducting.html' title='quick thoughts on conducting'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-1654414434076595199</id><published>2010-04-14T23:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:32:36.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CORRECTION</title><content type='html'>I mistakenly attributed the quote in my previous blog post to the painter Wassily Kandinsky.&amp;nbsp; Thank you to my friend Alan Fletcher for pointing out that this was in fact said by the 19th century art critic and essayist, Walter Pater ("all art constantly aspires towards the condition of music."&amp;nbsp; (From a book entitled, "The Renaissance."&amp;nbsp; You can see it in context &lt;a href="http://www.authorama.com/renaissance-8.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; - it is about 4 or 5 paragraphs down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I remembered it as Kandinsky because it seems to fit him: his paintings aim for a level of abstraction that is typical of music (except for program music, like the "Pastoral" Symphony or "Peter and the Wolf," or music with a text, i.e. vocal music).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-1654414434076595199?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/1654414434076595199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=1654414434076595199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/1654414434076595199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/1654414434076595199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2010/04/correction.html' title='CORRECTION'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-3448850851184579931</id><published>2010-04-13T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:52:52.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>love by association</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/S8RpZX7puSI/AAAAAAAAADo/k3Y14_a6kaQ/s1600/g029b_kandinsky_tr_ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/S8RpZX7puSI/AAAAAAAAADo/k3Y14_a6kaQ/s320/g029b_kandinsky_tr_ln.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The painter Kandinsky said "All the arts aspire to the condition of music."&amp;nbsp; My understanding of this is that he saw music (particularly "absolute" music, i.e. music without a story attached to it, or words) as the most pure of the arts, one which is focused only on beauty and proportion and aesthetics, that does not rely on or refer to the outside world for its worth or comprehension.&amp;nbsp; That is, a Bach Brandenburg Concerto is beautiful and worthy without having to know a single thing about its context in history or J.S. Bach's biography or the role of 18th century composers in society.&amp;nbsp; Many of Kandinsky's paintings were completely abstract, as music often is (or can be).&amp;nbsp; In other words, a painting such as the one pictured above (this one is entitled, "Transverse Line" from 1923) is not "about" something (unlike, say "Washington Crossing the Delaware," below:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/S8RqCY9itqI/AAAAAAAAADw/SDC_6ebCpLk/s1600/washington_crossing_the_delaware.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/S8RqCY9itqI/AAAAAAAAADw/SDC_6ebCpLk/s320/washington_crossing_the_delaware.jpg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ideally, I suppose that music is supposed to be beautiful, regardless of our background, our experience, our knowledge.&amp;nbsp; If Aliens encounter the Voyager spacecraft that NASA launched in 1977, they can hear a recording of various musical creations from Earth, including Glenn Gould playing some Bach, some Indonesian Gamelan music, and the "Cavatina" from Beethoven's op. 130 Quartet.&amp;nbsp; (The complete list of what is on the record carried on the spacecraft is &lt;a href="http://voyager.jpl.nasa.gov/spacecraft/music.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).&amp;nbsp; Will they appreciate it?&amp;nbsp; (Will they even have ears?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think people should need (or want) a lecture before hearing a Beethoven Symphony.&amp;nbsp; But it is naive to think that we only understand or appreciate music for its intrinsic musical qualities.&amp;nbsp; Much of what we love about certain pieces of music (or dislike about other pieces of music) has to do with what we associate with them.&amp;nbsp; For example, when we hear songs that were popular in our childhood, it can put us in a good mood simply by bringing us back to that time.&amp;nbsp; Recently my children were in an ice-skating show where they skated to music by various current pop musicians.&amp;nbsp; When I hear these songs, it brings a smile to my face not because the music is particularly good, but because I immediately recall the fun they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college, a friend of mine from India recounted a story where an experiment was done in a class he was taking.&amp;nbsp; Students were played various types of music, and asked to write down their associations with the music.&amp;nbsp; Heavy metal might evoke responses like "bikers" or "leather and spikes."&amp;nbsp; When they played some Indian classical music, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LzN2gUGYUGc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LzN2gUGYUGc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; his associated emotions were things like "summer in Bengal", but his non-Indian friends were writing things like, "hippies," "drugs," and "the 60's."&amp;nbsp; Similarly, when I hear Mexican Ranchera music, &lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5LngeYIdQw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5LngeYIdQw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; I cannot help but start to taste freshly fried tortilla chips and pico de gallo, since many of the restaurants I loved going to as a kid would have a jukebox playing this kind of music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what people "associate" with classical music.  I of course have my own associations, created over a years of living with this great music, playing concerts, going to concerts, etc.  But just as Mexican music makes me think of food and Indian music made my friend's schoolmates think of drugs, perhaps many people have strange associations with classical music which are not really based in the actual "meaning" of the music.  Do they associate it with stuffiness, or boredom?  Do they associate it with the wealthy, or the elderly?  I have the feeling that many people do, and this is unfortunate because it really has little to do with the music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in fact people have these unconscious reactions the classical music, what can we do to help them "see the light"?  Some presenters have tried ad campaigns along the lines of "Classical is Cool" or have presented concerts where the performers are dressed somewhat casually, rather than in tuxedos and evening gowns.  Does this work?  Does it have an unintended negative effect?  (One of my college roommates, not a musician, said that formal dress from the performers helped him to understand that this was something important and special, and deserved close attention, whereas a piano recital given in jeans and a t-shirt would make him listen less carefully.).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas?&amp;nbsp; (Facebook readers: please visit the blog, &lt;a href="http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/"&gt;maxlevinson.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; to post a comment).&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-3448850851184579931?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/3448850851184579931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=3448850851184579931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/3448850851184579931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/3448850851184579931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-by-association.html' title='love by association'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/S8RpZX7puSI/AAAAAAAAADo/k3Y14_a6kaQ/s72-c/g029b_kandinsky_tr_ln.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-8205695352262615251</id><published>2010-03-31T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:56:49.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some success is random</title><content type='html'>(Facebook friends: please visit http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com if you want to post a comment - thanks!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to teach at Brown University, where students at various levels of piano playing could take lessons for credit.&amp;nbsp; Although a small number were interested in music as a career, most were bound for medical school, law school, or financial services.&amp;nbsp; I remember one girl in particular who really was quite gifted, but who had no intention of pursuing a career in music.&amp;nbsp; I asked her if she had ever thought about it, and she said she didn't feel comfortable pursuing a career with no clear "path," no defined avenue towards success, whether defined in monetary or artistic terms.&amp;nbsp; By contrast, a student interested in medicine could follow certain steps and feel confident of a career - the difficult part would be getting in to a good school and persevering through an extremely difficult educational process, but getting over those obstacles meant almost a guaranteed job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself was recently complaining to a pianist friend about being passed over for an opportunity I thought would be good for me, and for which I thought I was qualified.&amp;nbsp; This colleague is a wonderful pianist, a real artist, and for better or for worse an idealist: she thought I should simply concentrate on doing my best, and that, in the end, opportunities would find me.&amp;nbsp; This has in fact generally been my modus operandi: focus on the art, and the career will follow.&amp;nbsp; But I am starting to realize that this is not always quite true.&amp;nbsp; Success in the arts seems to come from a mixture of producing great work *and* finding ways to make sure people notice.&amp;nbsp; The question is how much of a percentage each of these two aspects play in making a successful career.&amp;nbsp; I think I may have been overestimating the importance of the former. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it always been like this?&amp;nbsp; Was Franz Liszt the greatest pianist of his era, or did he just have a good manager?&amp;nbsp; I think that in fact management *did* play some role in his success, but from what we hear, he really was unbelievable.&amp;nbsp; Vladimir Horowitz was of course blessed to have the benefit of great managers and the backing of record labels - but he really genuinely was a superlative pianist, arguably the greatest of the 20th century. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Perhaps there are a very few artists who are so extraordinary that they can have success without thinking about their careers (or without hiring someone to think about it for them).&amp;nbsp; For example, could Martha Argerich or David Oistrakh or Renee Fleming possibly have been overlooked?&amp;nbsp; Anyone walking through the practice room hallways of a conservatory would hear musicians like them and would take notice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beyond those top one thousandth of 1% are many worthy artists battling for a finite number of opportunities.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps the top 1% talent-wise are all "good enough" to satisfy the public who buy tickets or download music, and within that 1% the difference between having 100 concerts a year and having 10 is public relations, marketing, and luck.&amp;nbsp; In other fields, such as in pop music or in Hollywood, the number of "qualified" musicians or actors, those good enough for most of the public, is even larger, and hence having a successful career seems even more due to luck or chutzpah.&amp;nbsp; (Of course there are some - the young Michael Jackson, say, or Meryl Streep - who really are special in their fields, but there are thousands of others who are more or less equal to each other in ability, but are separated by different amounts of good looks, or street smarts, or being the right place at the right time).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that audiences are dummies - if you had them listen to three pianists, one a good conservatory student, one a winner of a major international competition, and Martha Argerich, they could almost certainly pick out which was best.&amp;nbsp; But I think that concert presenters nowadays are more and more nervous about taking a chance that audiences won't show up at all.&amp;nbsp; (They are probably right to be nervous).&amp;nbsp; Another colleague was telling me of his struggle with a series he runs (he is both an important pianist himself, as well as an organizer of a concert series).&amp;nbsp; While he would like to invite only people he thinks are valuable artists that the public should hear, he also has to think about what will sell the largest number of tickets, so that his series can stay in business - and these people, who have the biggest "name" value, are not necessarily as good as the less-known people he may want to bring.&amp;nbsp; But the cycle perpetuates itself - if a lesser known artist isn't booked for any concerts, he/she will continue to be a lesser-known artist.&amp;nbsp; (In case you are wondering, I AM playing on the series he runs - but it is in a place where I am well-known, and a significant enough draw.)&amp;nbsp; Several years ago, many concert series were struggling due to a financial crash (not this most previous recession, but an earlier one) and I thought that as a younger artist this could benefit me because while a concert series might not be able to afford Pollini's fee, they would be able to afford me.&amp;nbsp; (Sort of how places like Wal-Mart do well in a recession).&amp;nbsp; But my manager (at that time) said, no, actually, concert series who worried about money were even less likely to hire someone who might not sell-out their concert hall.&amp;nbsp; (Is this like a car dealer who, in a recession, would elect to stop selling Hondas, and only sell Rolls-Royces?&amp;nbsp; I guess the situations are not analogous).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me yearn for the "purity" of sports, where the winner of a race is the one who runs fastest, and that's that.&amp;nbsp; But even in sports it is not always as clear-cut as that: on a baseball team, for example, there may be a minor league pitcher who waits each season for the chance to prove himself in the big leagues, but the manager keeps calling up his teammates instead, because he likes their stuff better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I can possibly form some constructive advice out of all of this: make the most of every opportunity.&amp;nbsp; You never know who will hear you, who will be in the audience who has a brother whose wife runs a concert series or whose uncle has a record label... I can say from direct experience that I've gotten lots of opportunities in my career at moments when I least expected it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-8205695352262615251?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/8205695352262615251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=8205695352262615251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8205695352262615251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8205695352262615251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-success-is-random.html' title='Some success is random'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-6793063878772328197</id><published>2009-12-17T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:33:24.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're only as good as your last concert</title><content type='html'>(Note to friends reading this on Facebook: I'd love to have your comments - please visit the original post, at &lt;a href="http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/"&gt;maxlevinson.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; to post a comment, rather than writing it here on Facebook).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a few extra minutes to blog, from my hotel room in Seoul.&amp;nbsp; I am excited to be meeting an old friend for lunch, and I plan to insist that we have Korean food.&amp;nbsp; But before that, I had something on my mind to share on the blog.&amp;nbsp; We've played three concerts here in the last few days, plus a couple other performances (a radio show and a press conference that including 30 minutes of playing before the Q&amp;amp;A session).&amp;nbsp; On Tuesday, we playing in a city called Goyang, and we wondered if we had ever been more exhausted for a concert.&amp;nbsp; Jet lag is a big issue when we are dealing with a 14 hour time difference (my children are getting an education as we communicate by Skype and I show them that while they are getting ready for bed, it is quite sunny here on the other side of the Earth).&amp;nbsp; Concert time (8pm usually) is 6am back on East Coast time - it's as if we've been up all night and then have to go play a concert first thing in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me realize that all the preparation in the world doesn't matter if it doesn't result in a good performance on stage, at the moment the audience is listening.&amp;nbsp; The most often heard line from students at lessons is "It sounded better when I was practicing" but in a concert it doesn't matter how great it was in a rehearsal if it doesn't sound good in the performance.&amp;nbsp; And while practicing is a major contributor to the success of a performance, it is not the only one - being in the right frame of mind, being physically warmed up, having energy: all these things are needed at that particular moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are only as good as you are at the moment people are listening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course that's not quite true, and all of us listen to music with certain preconceived ideas, even if we are trying to be objective: we listen attentively and forgivingly to a famous performer even when and if his performance is boring or messy, whereas the same performance by a student auditioning for conservatory might be rejected.&amp;nbsp; At Boston Conseratory, where I teach, I sometimes see students playing in end-of-semester juries (basically, the final exam for pianists, where they play for the whole faculty) get good grades when they play badly because they played well in #other# juries (the unconscious thinking is "well, they are just having a bad day") and vice versa.&amp;nbsp; We don't mean to do this - but it is hard not to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know some musicians (students and even successful professionals) who don't practice in a way that will help them on stage, under the stress of hot lights and critics (or piano professors with pens and comment sheets to fill out).&amp;nbsp; It is true that a basketball player should should 1000 free throws a week to prepare for the end-of-game moment where that free throw will mean the difference between winning and losing.&amp;nbsp; But the practicing alone is not enough - he needs to figure out how to be at his best at the right moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would imagine that the way to be our best at the right moment is not the same for every person.&amp;nbsp; I'm curious to hear what different people do for themselves.&amp;nbsp; For me, some of it is psychological self-counseling - if I can convince myself that I am the greatest pianist in history, I can get through the nervous moments without a problem.&amp;nbsp; Some of it is being intensely analytical - I can play a passage accurately and evenly if I hold my hand a certain way, for example, or I can remember all the notes in a complex phrase if I become consciously aware of what harmonies are being used, etc.&amp;nbsp; I think this is because on stage I tend to become more self-conscious, aware of every movement in my body, how every note sounds (and also of every flip of the printed program or unwrapping of cough suppressant in the 2nd balcony).&amp;nbsp; By practicing in a way that I am more "self-conscious" off stage, I am more prepared for that experience on stage&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the concert last night in Guro (a concert hall in Seoul - the main concert is tonight, at the Seoul Arts Center) was much better than the one in Goyang - not because we were more prepared, but because we had more energy and focus.&amp;nbsp; One more day of recovering from jet lag, and we were more able to concentrate and play closer to our potential.&amp;nbsp; You may think that performing is a job that only requires a few hours of time, but in fact we have to spend days and weeks getting our minds and bodies ready to be our best at that one important moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, parents: this process of learning to cope with stress and learning to prepare for pressurized situations is one of the most valuable lessons children (or anyone of any age) can learn from studying music.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-6793063878772328197?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/6793063878772328197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=6793063878772328197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/6793063878772328197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/6793063878772328197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-only-as-good-as-your-last-concert.html' title='You&apos;re only as good as your last concert'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-5327185831010056930</id><published>2009-12-15T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:40:11.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How far should we go to "market" great art?</title><content type='html'>I wish I could blog more often, but I find it difficult to find the time.&amp;nbsp; It is not unusual to have more time for such non-essential activities when I am away from home, which I am now - I am in Seoul, Korea, in the middle of a week of concerts with my friend and colleague, violinist Stefan Jackiw.&amp;nbsp; The trip coincides with the recent release of our CD on Sony/Korea of the complete Brahms Violin Sonatas (we hope it will be released in the US and other countries soon).&amp;nbsp; As a side note, it sure can be tricky to use Google (of which Blogspot is a part) when you are in another country, because it knows where you are and asks questions, in this case, in Korean.&amp;nbsp; I know a few important phrases now in Korean (Do you speak English?&amp;nbsp; Where is the bathroom?&amp;nbsp; and a few others) but I certainly cannot read even a single letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always interesting to notice, as I play in different places, that classical music is marketed in a different way.&amp;nbsp; Here in Korea we feel very appreciated, more so I would say than in the US or in Europe.&amp;nbsp; For example, the presenter flew us business class and has put us in one of the very best hotels.&amp;nbsp; I can assure you that this is not typical in the classical music business (unless you are in a major orchestra, where the players' unions in many case have successfully gotten their employers to give them the best possible accomodations when they go on tour).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a few hours after arriving at the airport after the long flight from New York at 4:30am, we went to give a performance/press conference.&amp;nbsp; There were a good number of journalists in attendance, some from print, others radio or TV.&amp;nbsp; This is the kind of reception that might have greeted Vladimir Horowitz in the US many decades ago, but I'm not sure how many of these things even a mega-star like Yo-Yo Ma might do in the US today.&amp;nbsp; Beforehand Stefan and I each had to spend 20-30 minutes getting "hair and makeup".&amp;nbsp; Of course, as red-blooded American men this is not exactly normal for us, but I have to say we both did look a lot better than normal.&amp;nbsp; All of this, plus a closely organized question and answer session with the press, was in order to sell some CD's of Brahms.&amp;nbsp; In fact, to some degree we are pushed around (in a helpful way) by our people at Credia, the Korean manager, as we are a part - just a part, mind you - of the marketing strategy for selling the CD's and our concerts this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SyhVuElBSnI/AAAAAAAAACc/tHeUBG0atKQ/s1600-h/stefan-jaciw-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SyhVuElBSnI/AAAAAAAAACc/tHeUBG0atKQ/s320/stefan-jaciw-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Stefan Jackiw - in normal everyday life, he doesn't always dress quite so well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be nice if people came to concerts just because they want to hear great music played (I hope) with insight and passion.&amp;nbsp; But the truth is that concert-goers need a little more of a push sometimes, and it seems that the Koreans understand the need for the extras (like hair and makeup) that make the product (us?&amp;nbsp; Brahms?&amp;nbsp; Art?) more enticing to the customers.&amp;nbsp; It is like food - a delicious mess is not going to sell as well as something more beautifully plated.&amp;nbsp; In fact, it may even seem to taste better.&amp;nbsp; But does music sound better when we are wearing tuxedos?&amp;nbsp; Or do the tuxedos just signal to the audience that something special is happening on stage, and they ought to pay attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plane trip, I watched on one of the 50+ channels available on Korean Airlines entertainment system a video of Anne-Sophie Mutter, Seiji Ozawa, and the Berlin Philharmonic doing the Beethoven Violin Concerto at the Musikverein in Vienna.&amp;nbsp; (Just the fact that this was one of the options - along with videos of Andras Schiff and Yevgeny Kissin - on a KAL flight should tell you something of the value Koreans place on classical music).&amp;nbsp; The performance was part of the attraction for the audience (though it seemed VERY slow, and perhaps more about violin playing than about Beethoven), but as I watched I realized that a big part of the experience for the audience in attendance would be the gorgeous and historic concert hall itself, the spectacle of hearing the unofficial greatest orchestra in the world, and of course just looking at Anne-Sophie Mutter, who looked fantastic, and was dressed as glamorously as a Hollywood star at the Oscars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SyhV95HPN-I/AAAAAAAAACk/chy7hdS9gJw/s1600-h/annesophiemutter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SyhV95HPN-I/AAAAAAAAACk/chy7hdS9gJw/s320/annesophiemutter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(yes, this is the great violinist Anne Sophie Mutter, not a fashion model)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the audience attended for some combination of all these reasons, I'm not bothered by that - the truth is that, in the end, they listened to the monumental Beethoven Violin Concerto, instead of spending their time and dollars on something more superficial.&amp;nbsp; If people come to our concert in Seoul and/or buy the CD in part because we looked good in our makeup on TV, I won't complain.&amp;nbsp; At least we are still playing great music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it gets hard for me is when we have to play second-rate music, music that is kind of like candy - immediately appealing, but which does not have lasting interest, in order to sell tickets.&amp;nbsp; I would say that many if not most concert presenters in America feel pressure to do this: put on programs of orchestras playing video-game music, for example, and avoid great works that are too long for the channel-surfing attention span of today's audiences.&amp;nbsp; Is this the only way?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although people are quick to point to the imminent demise of classical music, as it finds itself needing to "pander" to audiences who want Pops concerts more than "real" classical music, I know that this phenomenon is not at all new.&amp;nbsp; We may remember Schubert today as the composer of masterpieces like the C-major Cello Quintet, "Die Winterreise" and the B-flat major Piano Sonata, but in order to try to eke out a living he *also* wrote trivial little piano pieces and pieces for piano duet, which were tuneful and easy to play, and hence more marketable.&amp;nbsp; Brahms had the luxury of writing great, serious music in part because he had a huge financial success early in his career with the Hungarian Dances, which are wonderful, but certainly not the reason Brahms is remembered as a great composer.&amp;nbsp; Maybe all of us have to find time both to get an audience *now* by doing a *tiny* bit of dumbing-down, but also to do the things that may have a small audience now but will be remembered and still relevant later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-5327185831010056930?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/5327185831010056930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=5327185831010056930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5327185831010056930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5327185831010056930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-far-should-we-go-to-market-great.html' title='How far should we go to &quot;market&quot; great art?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SyhVuElBSnI/AAAAAAAAACc/tHeUBG0atKQ/s72-c/stefan-jaciw-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-4836632562430612394</id><published>2009-09-30T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:01:14.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Bach even when it's played badly</title><content type='html'>Lately, I have had the pleasure of working on lots of Bach with my students.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could take credit for the fact that so many of them are working on major Bach works at the moment, but in fact it just seems to be coincidence - I try to not impose my will too much on students when it comes to choosing repertoire, though I certainly do suggest things and, when given a menu of options, I do express my preferences.&amp;nbsp; (I do encourage a variety or repertoire each semester, and some students are preparing for auditions where will be required to play Bach.)&amp;nbsp; As a child, I loved Bach more than any other composer - I'm not even sure who was in 2nd place for me.&amp;nbsp; At some later point, I came to appreciate that other composers might be equally great, while being different in their aesthetics and their aims.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've noticed over the years is that Bach's music sounds great, even when it is played badly.&amp;nbsp; Or at least I can say that *I* enjoy it even when it is played badly.&amp;nbsp; (I wonder if this might limit my ability to teach Bach well, since a bad performance still has its merits).&amp;nbsp; This is not at all true of, say, Scriabin.&amp;nbsp; A good performance makes the music sound great, but a bad performance makes it unbearable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to offer the following hypothesis (one which I admit is not well thought-out): one measure of how much we like something is whether we can still enjoy a mediocre form of it.&amp;nbsp; For example, I love great Chinese food, but if I am in an airport and they have one of those "fast food" Chinese places, I won't eat there.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, I can eat Mexican food or Pizza no matter how sub-par it is.&amp;nbsp; I think that is a measure of how much more I like Mexican food than Chinese food.&amp;nbsp; Likewise with country music - I don't like it at all, except when I hear Patsy Cline or perhaps a few other really great singers.&amp;nbsp; Now chocolate - I can eat almost any level of chocolate and be thrilled - whether it's truffles from the famous Sprungli in Zurich (where they won't sell it to you unless you promise to eat it within a couple of days) or last year's Halloween handouts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-4836632562430612394?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/4836632562430612394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=4836632562430612394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4836632562430612394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4836632562430612394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-bach-even-when-its-played-badly.html' title='I love Bach even when it&apos;s played badly'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-4037937634162771378</id><published>2009-09-05T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:53:29.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow up on previous blog post, re: recording</title><content type='html'>We finished the recording sessions a few days ago (that is something quite different from saying "we are finished with the recording" - there is a lot of editing for the producer and engineer to do, and of course there are the various commercial aspects of issuing the actual CD), but it has taken me a few days to recover and get to the blog.&amp;nbsp; Among other things, I want to respond to the comments made in response to the last blog post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I can tell you I am very eager and excited to see how it all turns out.&amp;nbsp; Stefan Jackiw played absolutely great, and I felt good about my end of things.&amp;nbsp; Producer Steve Epstein and Engineer Todd Whitelock were fabulous - the sound quality is amazing (makes me feel bad now for ever listening to anything on an Ipod or over my car stereo) and Steve was really helpful with directing our efforts towards the best possible final result.&amp;nbsp; I think it is basically a good thing that neither Stefan nor I have a deep knowledge of the technical aspects of recording and editing.&amp;nbsp; We just prepared as if we were going to play a concert, and we will let them figure out how to edit things together in to an "ideal" performance.&amp;nbsp; (I don't want to re-address the issue of whether or not recordings are somehow dishonest - see the previous blog post for a little on that).&amp;nbsp; The hardest part was probably getting energized for each and every take.&amp;nbsp; In the end, I think we did four complete takes for all but one of the 10 different movements of Brahms Sonatas we recorded.&amp;nbsp; The first take tended to be fresh and energetic, but after that first playback we inevitably heard things we wanted to do differently - maybe changing tempos, pacing, balance, color, articulation, etc.&amp;nbsp; The second take was usually a bit more self-conscious as we worked on improving those aspects of the 1st take we didn't like.&amp;nbsp; The third take was often the best one - we felt we were "covered" for most of the technically problematic passages and we had clarified our musical ideas, so we were able to "just play," without worrying too much about the end result.&amp;nbsp; The fourth take was similar, but at this point we were definitely feeling mental fatigue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine how difficult it must be to be a film actor, who may need to film an intense scene of the movie over and over for a whole day, and somehow be enthusiastic and fresh about it every time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that last take, we usually did a number of spots that for some reason were not "perfect."&amp;nbsp; For me, there were two passages in one movement that I literally needed to do over 10 times before I got them right.&amp;nbsp; For Stefan, there were little things that no one can hear in a concert hall, but the very sensitive microphones (like microscopes) pick up things that no one even in the first row of Symphony Hall would hear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is yet another reason that recording is not exactly like performing (see the previous blog post for more on that).&amp;nbsp; When we play on the stage of any concert hall, we need to project what we are doing to the very last row.&amp;nbsp; My teacher, Patricia Zander, reminded me repeatedly of the need to listen to myself from the "back of the hall," so to speak.&amp;nbsp; In concert, we sometimes need to exaggerate musical ideas to convey them over large distances, and we need to play with at least a certain minimum of sound, even if the music is intended to be quiet, or else we won't be heard at all.&amp;nbsp; With a microphone, however, we can play *extremely* quietly, and musical ideas can and should be somewhat more subtlely expressed.&amp;nbsp; There are many passages in the Brahms Violin Sonatas which I have played somewhat clearly articulated (in order to "cut through" a reverberant concert hall acoustic)&amp;nbsp; but which sounded too dry when I listened to my playback at the recording sessions.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With those things in mind, I think it would be safe to say some people are better "live performers" than "recording artists," and vice versa.&amp;nbsp; Of course, a great musician does their best to adapt themselves to whatever circumstance they are in, but nevertheless I am sure all of us have our natural strengths and weaknesses.&amp;nbsp; (I am in the planning stages of a course that I may teach at Boston Conservatory in the future, on Great Artists and their Recordings - at least one or two classes would be focused on comparing the same performers playing the same pieces in a studio recording and in a performance that was recorded live - for example, I have at least two recordings of Richter playing the Mussorgsky "Pictures at an Exhibition," one live, one in a studio, and they are vastly different!).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in response to the comment from my Dad: just speaking for myself, I do listen to "live recordings" differently than I do to "studio recordings" ... and also differently than I do to a live performance.&amp;nbsp; I think I would say that, yes, there is a certain excitement to a live recording, that is akin to the excitement of hearing a person live.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, since it has been released as a commercial recording, I also have a certain expectation of technical security - otherwise, why would the performer to consent to the performance being released as a recording?&amp;nbsp; So I think I agree with exactly what you said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had a performance recorded and released as a commercial recording, but I have had dozens of performances recorded that were later broadcast on radio and/or internet (after, of course, I had signed something allowing them to be used for this purpose).&amp;nbsp; I always hope that people hear it with the understanding that the performance was live (i.e. please forgive me for a few wrong notes!).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, you know, I think I spoke a bit hyperbolically about never listening to whole CD's at a time.&amp;nbsp; But it is true that I don't listen as well to a CD as I do to a live performance - something about the performer actually being there in person makes me feel that, as a courtesy, I should pay close attention.&amp;nbsp; This is true for performances on all levels - if I hear Richard Goode in concert I am totally focused on his wonderful playing, but on CD my brain occasionally wanders, not because of his playing, but because of the (unconscious) awareness that I could always go back and listen to the CD again another time; and it is the same with a student auditioning for me on CD or DVD versus auditioning in person.&amp;nbsp; Maybe if I had a room in the house which was just for listening to CD's, with perhaps just a comfortable chair and a remote control, no kids running in and out, no birds by the windows, no piles of papers silently asking me to sort them, no nearby Blackberry with blinking red light telling me about the emails and Facebook messages I had just received - then, I could really listen with full concentration to a CD at home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-4037937634162771378?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/4037937634162771378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=4037937634162771378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4037937634162771378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4037937634162771378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/09/follow-up-on-previous-blog-post-re.html' title='Follow up on previous blog post, re: recording'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-3011299914783109472</id><published>2009-08-31T19:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:24:09.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on making a recording</title><content type='html'>Today was the first of three days that violinist Stefan Jackiw and I will spend recording the 3 Brahms Sonatas.  We are making the recording at SUNY Purchase (about 45 minutes outside New York City).  The CD is supposed to be released first in Korea (the label is Sony) before December, and then - we hope - in other countries after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a while since I've made a recording, and it has given me cause to reflect on the recording process.  I think some people have a kind of ethical objection to the fact that recordings can be "spliced" together, unlike the live performances for which the Brahms Sonatas were presumably intended.  I don't have this objection to the recording process - in this I am much influenced by Glenn Gould, who famously gave up concertizing entirely and instead focused only on making records.  Gould (who wrote quite a lot, in a witty and sometimes obtuse way) expressed his belief that the best service we could pay both to composer and listener was to put forth the "ideal" performance of a piece, a performance which only could be achieved by eliminating "accidents" like wrong notes or other performance flaws, and also eliminating extraneous issues like audience members coughing, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question arises of how to recreate the sense of spontaneity and excitement that generally (but not always) comes in a live performance.  In a way, you can actually play with *more*  abandon in a recording session, since any flaws or rough spots can be corrected in later takes.  On the other hand, something resembling perfection is expected in a recording, so it is hard not to listen to oneself very critically, under an aural microscope.  This can inhibit being expressive, but fortunately our wonderfully helpful producer, Steve Epstein, reminded us on a few occasions just to play the music, and not to worry about the details.  (In fact worrying about the details can, in many cases, cause problems - it's like a baseball player who starts "overthinking" his swing). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other problem in making a recording can be the lack of continuity in a performance.  What I mean by that is that when we perform live, we hear the thread of a piece continuing from first note to last, developing, telling a story, etc.   At least, that is what we are trying to do.  In a CD, all the starting and stopping *can* mean that we lose a sense of the whole. What Steve had us doing today was about four complete takes for each movement (we did the 3rd Sonata today - the plan is to do #1 tomorrow, and #2 the next day).  Then we were "covered", so to speak, for 99% of the piece in terms of accidental wrong notes, squeaks, notes that didn't come out, bad voicing, balance problems, etc.  Only after that would we spend some time on the remaining short passages that needed to be "fixed" in some way.  I believe that what he will do is base the final recording on one complete take, with various splices from other takes - but the basis is one cohesive "performance."  That helps, I think, to alleviate the potential choppiness of a recording session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally one of the complications in making a recording with 2 people (I can only imagine a whole orchestra!) is that we have to both be playing our best at the same time.  I can see why in some kinds of music, musicians are recorded in separate rooms, hearing each other on headphones, so that one person's problem does not create problems for everyone else.  We are not quite so "artificial" in that sense - that would be a little like those terrible scenes in the Star Wars movie "Phantom Menace" where the live actors had to interact with the CGI "actor" Jar Jar Binks - it seems artificial because it was artificial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to recordings is also notably different from listening to live performances, and it does affect our approach to making a recording, I think.  In a live performance, audience members give full attention to the performer, for 30 minutes or 2 hours or however long the performance is.  We naturally forgive certain flaws, up to a certain point at least, in exchange for the thrill of a live performance (a part of which has some resemblance to a tight-rope act).  On a recording, we expect perfection, basically, and also I personally almost never sit and listen to a whole CD, say, of the Brahms Violin Sonatas, from beginning to end.  I might listen to a movement, or maybe 2.  Or else I will listen to it in the car, where I am frankly not able to concentrate on every measure as I would in a live performance (since after all I am trying to drive my car).  Many people listen to music while exercising or doing the laundry or as background music.  While I certainly wish people would give my recordings their full and undivided attention, I know that the probably won't - at least not all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one way in which this has affected our musical approach is that we don't worry as much about ending each piece with a "bang" so to speak - we don't need to encourage applause (not an issue with the 3rd Sonata, but the 1st Sonata, for example, doesn't end with a grand gesture that tells the audience to start clapping).  We also don't need to try, necessarily, to highlight the differences in each Sonata (which we definitely did in the various live performances we gave over the last year of the 3 Sonatas played in one concert).  This is because, as I said, people are not so likely to listen to it as an "album" (and in these days of Itunes, people may not even download all three Sonatas anyway!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me back to Glenn Gould's assertion that recording was somehow more "pure" than a live performance - we are playing each piece in the way we believe it ought to be played, without regard for any other issues (like "wowing" the audience in a superficial way - I seem to remember that Gould wrote an article entitled "Let's ban applause", but I know I wouldn't want that to happen in live performance!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brahms was born in time to see the very beginning stages of the recording business - there is a recording circulating of Brahms playing the piano (http://www-ccrma.stanford.edu/~brg/brahms2.html) since Edison had just invented the technology to record sound.  I doubt that he would have foreseen the technology that would allow the recording process as we know now it, or the remarkable way in which his music can now be disseminated to the listening public.  But I do remember a quote attributed to Brahms - he said the best performances he ever heard of his music were the ones he heard sitting in his comfortable chair, with the score in his hand, *imagining* the music in his mind.  Perhaps we can do similarly by taking a good recording of his music, sitting in a comfy chair and putting on the headphones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-3011299914783109472?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/3011299914783109472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=3011299914783109472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/3011299914783109472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/3011299914783109472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughts-on-making-recording.html' title='Thoughts on making a recording'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-7681569651014527763</id><published>2009-06-08T21:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:10:00.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How does great music engender such bitter people?</title><content type='html'>I am soliciting opinions on the following: how in the world is it that so many people who are involved in the classical music business are so bitter?  It is hard for me to see how either playing the music of Beethoven or Mahler or being a behind-the-scenes person who brings Beethoven and Mahler to the public can make one quite so unhappy.  For goodness sakes, it's a privilege - most people have jobs that allow little or no room for emotion or expression or beauty or a glimpse of the eternal.  Very few people hear applause at the conclusion of their workday.  But if, for example, you have the good fortune to play in a great symphony orchestra (which comes with an income that is solidly upper middle class, every imaginable insurance benefit, etc.) and you play the works of great composers at least *most* of the time, how can you complain?  Yet I can tell you that orchestra musicians, on average, are very very very unhappy.  Of course I have never had the experience of being in an orchestra, so I am probably missing something - but as a pianist who depends quite a bit on the annual whims of different concert presenters to find out whether I will be able to pay the mortgage or not, I find it hard to understand the bitterness.  I know I'd have a more stable income as an attorney, for example, but it is a great joy and privilege to play great music for people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise the people in the music "business".  Recently I have had the good fortune to get a new manager, someone who is relatively new to the business (though experienced in the music world).  He is a hugely enthusiastic and energetic guy, who is of course trying to make a living, but genuinely loves music and wants to see people succeed.  I have had other good managers in the past, but most recently I had someone helping me at a sort of minimal level.  She explained at the outset of our relationship that she would not be making any phone calls on my behalf to help get concerts, but would be willing to negotiate contracts, etc, as offers came in. As it turns out I only worked with her on one concert during two years - it was clear that she had little interest or time to spend in helping me and after all she wasn't getting anything out of the arrangement financially.  (It is typical for a manager to take 20% of each concert's fees).  All of my exchanges with her consisted of me doing my best to be polite and grateful, to which she would respond curtly and with a tone that suggested I was taking too much of her valuable time.  So I thanked her and told her I would from now on be managed by someone else, and that I appreciated and admired her work.  Within minutes of sending her this email, she wrote back just to disparage this new manager and to sarcastically wish me luck.  What a bitter, bitter, small person!  Apparently it makes her feel better to speak ill of others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to an extraordinary high school, Crossroads School in Santa Monica, CA, which recruited young musicians and, in addition to a great liberal arts education, gave us music theory, orchestra, chamber music, and the camaraderie of fellow music "nerds" who spent all our time practicing instead of "hanging out" or whatever normal teenagers do after school.  We have had an exceptional group of alumni - that's the subject of another blog post, I suppose - but there was one violinist in particular who, when we were students, was practically a demigod to the rest of us.  Nowadays he has an incredibly prestigious and wonderful position but I remember that this exceptional young kid moved to New York at age 16 or 17 to study at Juilliard and that experience seemed to really beat him down to where, for a time, he seemed bitter and confused and cold.  His playing, which had always been fiery and brilliant, became dull and removed.  (I have not seen him in years, but I know he has recovered from all that!).  Somehow music went from being art to being a business - I think that can happen when you are in New York.  Of course, the struggle just to pay one's rent and parking in New York probably turns everyone in to desperate animals.  But does that have to happen?  New York is probably the cultural capital of the world - it certainly seems to have the greatest concentration of great concerts happening, basically within a couple of square miles.  Can't you live in New York and be inspired by great art, instead of being turned in to a soulless shell?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shouldn't single out New York - a few years ago I was playing with the Los Angeles Philharmonic, and I had a number of old friends in the orchestra.  It took them till the second rehearsal to remember to be friendly to me - as if they had become so hardened and jaded by the "business" that they had only a dim recollection of fun times playing Brahms Trios and the like.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And conductors... why are so many of them so unpleasant?  Does it make them feel that they are somehow more important, more authoritative?  Of course I know many conductors who are wonderful people - but how are the rest of them getting hired at all?  Are they such great musicians that they don't need to bother to be civil and courteous and human?  (Generally this is NOT the case!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you have answers to any of these great mysteries, please share them!  Meanwhile, don't forget that the Beethoven "Archduke" Trio is one of mankind's greatest accomplishments - and that the "music business" exists to bring that piece together with a world of people whose lives will be better if they spend 30 minutes listening to it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, as a piece of advice - I don't think you will REALLY feel better about yourself by talking down about others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-7681569651014527763?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/7681569651014527763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=7681569651014527763' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7681569651014527763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7681569651014527763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-does-great-music-engender-such.html' title='How does great music engender such bitter people?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-9148389863642397178</id><published>2009-03-03T08:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:41:39.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>if only I didn't need to earn a living...</title><content type='html'>Recently I was discussing with some students the fact that the word "amateur" did not always have such a negative connotation.  It refers to someone who does something for love, as opposed to a "professional" who does it as, well, a profession - a job to earn a living.  Needless to say, it is a great attainment to be a pianist who is so good that he or she would be paid money by the public.  But I am, from time to time, reminded that truly great music making is sometimes hampered by the need to make money.  We have all been witness to the "dumbing-down" of concert programs, which, in theory, are meant to appeal to as wide an audience as possible by including Celine Dion arrangements alongside the Pachelbel Canon and, if we are lucky, a well-known Beethoven Symphony.  It also has influenced what Artur Schnabel long-ago referred to as "the cult of the celebrity", where the public only gets to hear the same old established names - the tired, bored performers of 150 concerts per year, who can sell tickets on the strength of reputation alone.  Concert presenters are reluctant to take risks - they may know that a performer is fantastic, but is not well-known to the general public, and hence they are afraid of not being able to sell enough tickets.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saying I heard once went something like this: when bankers get together they talk about music; when musicians get together they talk about money.  I think this is a result of not quite being able to forget about money (of course these days bankers are in more trouble than musicians) - if we were independently wealthy we could focus on "art for art's sake" without a care in the world.  On the other hand, a life of ease doesn't seem to *inspire* in the same way that struggle, economic or otherwise, does.  Mendelssohn was fortunate to be born in to a well-to-do family and never needed to worry about money.  His music, for all its beauty (and I would say that he is somewhat undervalued as a composer) does tend to lack in, well, urgency.  Schubert, on the other hand, was more or less destitute despite his genius, and the music from his last few years in particular forms one of the most deeply profound, moving, even overwhelming expressions of emotion I can think of (though this perhaps was motivated not only by poverty, but also by failing health - he died at age 31).  I know that one of the most productive 12-month periods in my own life was when I was in graduate school at the New England Conservatory, where I lived in a very very cold apartment in Somerville, Massachusetts and couldn't afford to eat meat.  (I ate a lot of rice).  My coat had holes in it and things seemed pretty hopeless. I spent between 8 and 11 hours a day practicing on the pianos at New England Conservatory in part because NEC is a very very warm place (temperature-wise) and also because at the piano my ears, heart, and mind inhabited a wonderful world full of beauty and color, unlike the gray, frozen world that I actually lived in.  By the end of that difficult year, I was getting quite a lot of recognition for my playing and was being offered many concerts.  It is hard to know if I would have worked just as hard if I had not been a starving artist.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had the opportunity to play in a concert featuring my students at the Boston Conservatory.  One of my students was suddenly unable to participate, and I took his place, since the concert was to include all 24 Rachmaninov Preludes, and without this student 2 of the Preludes would have been missing.  It was wonderful to play not for money but simply to be part of a wonderful project, a collaboration among 12 pianists to share great music with our community (it was attended mostly by other students, and by a handful of others).  I have to say I prefer this - playing a concert for the sake of playing instead of thinking about my fee, whether I will be invited back to the same concert series, if the critic will give me a good review, etc.  I was just as concerned with playing my best and doing justice to Rachmaninov, but without any thoughts of my career.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I can say that the most meaningful experiences I have had at the instrument have not been on the stage of great concert halls.  About 10 years ago I was at the Santa Fe Chamber Music Festival, and some of my dear friends (who were not professional musicians) asked me a favor.  One of their friends, someone I never met, was dying of cancer, and they knew she loved music.  They arranged to have a piano around the corner of her bedroom, where she was resting (I never even saw the woman) and I played for an hour or so, playing some late Brahms pieces, some Schubert, and I can't remember what else.  I think she only lived a few more weeks after this visit.  I knew that this performance meant more than my New York or London debuts did, more than the concertos I have played with great orchestras and great conductors.  Great music making is not about crowds and standing ovations and quotable reviews - it is about a personal connection, about moving and touching someone, communicating something that cannot be communicated any other way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I didn't need to earn a living playing the piano...  Of course, if anyone out there has a few million in extra cash I'd take it and start living my dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-9148389863642397178?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/9148389863642397178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=9148389863642397178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/9148389863642397178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/9148389863642397178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-only-i-didnt-need-to-earn-living.html' title='if only I didn&apos;t need to earn a living...'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-5930930602127297702</id><published>2009-02-20T00:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T01:05:23.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>giving it your all... a few inspirational videos...</title><content type='html'>one of the least enjoyable feelings I have had on stage is feeling like I am being "careful," in order not to do something wrong.  The truth is that the kind of music I play requires quite a lot of concentration and preparation, and of course I always want to do my best, technically and expressively.  But I know that the most successful performances, given by me or by anyone, are the ones that leave nothing left in the tank.  In classical music, we are perhaps more likely to lose sight of the need for "abandon" because the technical demands (and at times the memorization demands) are so great.  We need to be in total command of the notes and other aspects of the music before we can really "let go" of course, and it doesn't take nearly as long to reach this point of "command" in playing most types of popular music.  Here is a video of Queen performing "Bohemian Rhapsody" - Freddie Mercury and the rest of the band are playing like their lives depend on it, and that is something all of us in classical music should aspire to in every performance: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uU8WxVyG8Kg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uU8WxVyG8Kg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may help when you are the composer of the music you are playing - you can inhabit the music and feel free with it in a way that is harder to achieve when you are playing someone else's music.  However, not only is Astor Piazzolla wonderful playing his own "Milonga del Angel", so too is the violinist in his group, Fernando Suarez Paz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbdakZjHTys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbdakZjHTys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the one pianist I know who most consistently achieves this ideal of total control making possible the appearance of total abandon, the incomparable Martha Argerich, playing the 1st movement of the Prokofiev 3rd Concerto: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vvcOwkW_rG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vvcOwkW_rG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I remember two times in my life actually bleeding on the keyboard during a concert, once during a performance of the Ravel Left-hand Concerto (after a bunch of glissandi, which do tend to rip up one's skin) and once during another piece by Ravel, Gaspard de la Nuit, in a concert somewhere in Northern Ireland.  I'm not sure how that one happened.  I have also once played the Bartok 2nd Concerto with a fractured finger but I can definitely say I didn't really play with "total abandon" that time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-5930930602127297702?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/5930930602127297702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=5930930602127297702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5930930602127297702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5930930602127297702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/02/giving-it-your-all-few-inspirational.html' title='giving it your all... a few inspirational videos...'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-5197573995477633394</id><published>2009-01-07T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:00:12.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>classical music for kids?</title><content type='html'>Lately I have had a bit of a break from professional (i.e. musical) life, and have been gratefully able to spend time with my family.  I have two daughters, age 3 and 5, and they recently went crazy (in a good way) because I rented a movie for them called "Barbie and Diamond Castle."  I don't know what it was about, but I did notice that the  main theme of the Brahms 1st Symphony 4th movement was used at least once.  (The girls also have been going around singing a Pop song that seemed written for the film, sung by Katharine McPhee, a one-time student at Boston Conservatory, where I teach).  My kids get excited when I cue (queue?) up the Ipod to that spot in the Brahms, since they know it from the movie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is much the same with other music they have heard in movies: for example, the Beethoven 6th Symphony and, believe it or not, Stravinsky's "Rite of Spring", both of which they discovered through the Disney film, "Fantasia."  Yes, my three-year-old daughter listens to and sings along with the Rite of Spring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general I think this is great - hearing the Overture to "the Barber of Seville" as the accompaniment to a Bugs Bunny cartoon (see http://www.maxlevinson.com/humor.html)  is funny and also makes the piece seem more "approachable" in later years by an adult who might listen to classical music without the cartoon attached.  I know that many of my peers learned about pieces of music by watching "The Smurfs," which featured excerpts of Beethoven (the third movement of the Moonlight Sonata), Schubert (the Unfinished Symphony), Mussorgsky (a few different movements from Pictures at an Exhibition) and, most memorably, Liszt (the opening theme of the E-flat major Piano Concerto).  The music was used purposefully, as it really did convey the appropriate mood for the story told in the cartoon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My impression is that it is much the same for some other "Barbie" movies - there is a  Barbie version of Swan Lake, and the Nutcracker, which seem (from my not very careful observation) to really tell the story and really use Tchaikovsky's music - and STILL be utterly engaging for my kids - and some other movie about 12 princesses that uses Mendelssohn's "Italian" Symphony, if I remember correctly.  (You can see that my kids are REALLY into these movies!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does irk me, however, are the heavy-handed attempts to cram classical music down the throats of kids when it doesn't really make sense.  For example, my kids like the  show "Little Einsteins" (on the Disney Channel - it's related to but not the same as the "Baby Einstein" brand of videos), but I find it artificial to sing a song about the Taj Mahal or Claude Monet set to the tune of the Mozart 40th Symphony.  Is this really educating kids about great music (and other works of mankind) or just making parents think their kids are learning something and hence making them feel less guilty about planting them in front of the TV?  (To its credit, the Little Einsteins show is about friends who have very good manners and there is no violence or anything else like that).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find Britten's "Young Person's Guide to the Orchestra" a bit like that.  My kids have zero interest in hearing that.  But they LOVE "Peter and the Wolf", which doesn't seem quite so ambitious and yet ends up teaching kids a lot about music without their knowing it.  (My kids have been able to identify oboes, bassoons, and flutes accurately since age 1 or 2).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side topic, I have noticed that most everyone has higher standards for their children than they do for themselves.  Thousands of parents who never listen to Chopin or Debussy, except by accident, will take their kids to piano lessons in hopes that they will be "cultured."  I hope that in some small way at least it rubs off on the parents too!  My girls are taking ballet at the Boston Ballet school and as a result I have definitely become much more interested in and knowledgeable about ballet.  Perhaps this is one of many reasons it is good for us (adults) to have children, if we have the chance to.  It forces us to be better people (or at least to try!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reward you for reading through all that, here is a video I think is amazing, of a ballerina named Svetlana Zhakarova, in Swan Lake - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q8nSUBcYk5w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q8nSUBcYk5w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-5197573995477633394?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/5197573995477633394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=5197573995477633394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5197573995477633394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5197573995477633394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2009/01/classical-music-for-kids.html' title='classical music for kids?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-2815737851544550911</id><published>2008-10-06T18:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:47:34.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Patricia Zander memorial, and an 8-piano concert</title><content type='html'>Last night I had the honor of performing in a concert in memory of Patricia Zander, my teacher, who died this summer.  (You can read some of my thoughts about her in an earlier post - just scroll down a ways).  It was wonderful to see so many people - family, friends, her colleagues and her students - who came to celebrate the contribution she made to our lives while here on Earth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were remarks by her daughter, Jessica, as well as her ex-husband (but still friend) the conductor Ben Zander, her friend Alan Fletcher, and Neil Rudenstine (both her friend and her ex-brother-in-law - his wife is Ben's sister).  Many others could no doubt have shared treasured experiences, myself included - I managed to speak a few words about what I had learned from PZ before playing a Schubert Impromptu.  The most memorable line from the speakers was from Ben, who gave an example of PZ's directness, including when she was being critical: he remembered an occasion after a performance he had conducted of the Dvorak "New World" Symphony when she came backstage afterward and said to him, "Well, THAT was a step backward."  This was only tolerable, I'm sure, because with Patricia these withering criticisms were accompanied and balanced out by sincere heartfelt love and affection and caring.  She was quite an example to all of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it said that it is more important to attend funerals than weddings, because it makes us think about how we'd like to live our lives, with whatever limited time we've got.  Yesterday was certainly not a funeral - PZ wouldn't have wanted any of us crying over her and probably was slightly annoyed, looking down at us seeing us making such a fuss over her.  But it was good to think about a life very very well-lived, and in that sense Patricia can continue to live among us and influence us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My part of the program was to perform a few minutes of Schubert; the other performances were all wonderful: Masuko Ushioda playing a movement of a Bach Partita, Lisa Saffer and Judy Gordon doing Schubert's "Seligkeit," four great NEC Faculty members (Don Weilerstein, Lucy Chapman, Kim Kashkashian, and Paul Katz) playing the Beethoven "Heiliger Dankgesang").  The concert concluded with the piano on the stage of Jordan Hall sitting symbolically unoccupied, while a CD was played of Patricia Zander and Yo-yo Ma playing Kreisler's "Liebesleid" - it was as if the music were being broadcast from heaven.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nicest compliment paid to me was from my wife (that's not always the case!) - she said that hearing me and then immediately hearing PZ's playing right afterward (on the CD) made it clear that I had learned from her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what PZ would have thought of the concert I played last Thursday evening in the National Concert Hall in Dublin, Ireland.  As previously noted (in the blog post below this one) I participated in a performance of 8 pianos somehow playing at the same time.  I am happy to report that the performance was a huge success - we had a lot of fun (a bunch of practice-a-holic competition winners who got to spend time with other pianists!!) and the audience was on their feet as soon as we finished playing (and that was to applaud, not just to leave).  I also learned some new typically Irish phrases - well, actually I already knew to say, "that was good craic" (meaning, basically, we had a good time) and now I'm told it's also Irish to say, "that was great gas."  Some have told me it's a bit old-fashioned to say that, but if you go to Ireland try it out and see what happens.  My friend Ann Fuller has said she expects me to compile a lexicon of Irish usage (of English - I could never begin to sort out Irish Gaelic!).  If someone tells you they'll "collect you at half four" that means they'll pick you up at 4:30.  If you are really tired, you might tell someone, "I'm only wrecked!".  Or "knackered", or "banjaxed."  Words like "grand," "cute," and "bold" have slightly different usage in Ireland than in ths US, and as in the UK, the word "math" is plural ("maths") but "sports" becomes "sport."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in case you've actually kept reading through all that trivia - my next musical project is a concert benefiting breast cancer care and research at the end of the month.  More on that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-2815737851544550911?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/2815737851544550911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=2815737851544550911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/2815737851544550911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/2815737851544550911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/10/patricia-zander-memorial-and-8-piano.html' title='Patricia Zander memorial, and an 8-piano concert'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-8064160162255602351</id><published>2008-09-30T14:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:12:08.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>Der Erlkoenig</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've blogged.  I've been too busy somehow with playing, practicing, teaching, and family to get around to it.  At the moment I'm in Dublin, and being away from home means I actually have a few more moments to myself to devote to the blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to play a concert with the six other pianists who have been winners of the Dublin International Piano Competition: Phillippe Cassard, Pavel Nersessian, Davide Franceschetti, Alexei Nabioulin, Antti Siirala, and Romain Descharmes, as well as the founder (and chairman of the jury) the great pianist John O'Conor.  There are a few two-piano pieces on the program (Antti and I are doing the Lutoslawski Variations on a Theme of Paganini, which I have long wanted to play) and several pieces involving as many as 8 pianos.  I'm not sure how those are going to go - our first rehearsals are tomorrow, and I'll have to report back later.  I'm not sure if it's going to be a gigantic mess - the potential distance between Steinway D #1 and Steinway D #8 is huge and we might need binoculars to see each other on stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently in my Piano Literature course, which I teach at Boston Conservatory, we were discussing Schubert.  I only have 50 minutes during the whole semester to devote to Schubert, and I felt it profitable to spend 10 of those minutes discussing and listening to Der Erlkoenig, a song that sets Goethe's poem (the recording we listened to was by Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau).  One of my major points in spending this time in a class presumably about piano (solo) repertoire was that the way to really discover Schubert (and how to play all of his music) is through his Lieder.  I can say with some confidence that I learned most of what I know about effectively performing Schubert from listening to recordings of Fischer-Dieskau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text for Goethe's poem with an English translation can be found here: &lt;a href="http://german.about.com/library/blerlking.htm"&gt;http://german.about.com/library/blerlking.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own additional comments are that, in my view, the "Erl-king" is indeed a figment of the boy's imagination, a sort of stand-in for the Grim Reaper; my assumption (possibly incorrect) is the father is riding very urgently from the outset of the poem (and especially in Schubert's musical setting) because the boy is ill, and needs to get to a doctor, or home perhaps.  As the poem says, he doesn't make it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, reading Goethe's poem is fine, but it is when I hear Schubert's setting of the music it literally makes my pulse race.  The music is positively terrifying.  It is one of many examples of where Schubert reaches places in the human soul that no one else does.  (As a side note, I will be playing a Schubert Impromptu at Patricia Zander's memorial concert in Jordan Hall, Boston, right after I get back from Ireland this weekend). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the Fischer-Dieskau interpretation is the standard by which others are judged, but it is interesting to hear others and compare.  I found a few videos on youtube which I'll post here for you to compare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Fischer-Dieskau (with Gerald Moore).  He amazes me with his power and with the range of expression he uses for each of the four characters in the song (Narrator, Father, Son, and Erl-king):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5B6nysheec&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5B6nysheec&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessye Norman likewise captures so many different characters in the song: I find the boy a bit too "weak" in character but perhaps that is more fitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click on the link to view: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iz5TV8LWbro"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iz5TV8LWbro&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander Kipnis, bass, has a fantastic voice, but what this needs are fantastic voices (plural). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0u__MAvYrfg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0u__MAvYrfg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilary Hahn makes this transcription seem easy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0g0QjwGkIEA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0g0QjwGkIEA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this parody by Dudley Moore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/idBZPteNJxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/idBZPteNJxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Yasuko Sato for sending me this weird Japanese version of the song - I have no idea what the deal is here, but be prepared to scratch your head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jiT47Y9Db4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jiT47Y9Db4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-8064160162255602351?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://german.about.com/library/blerlking.htm' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/8064160162255602351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=8064160162255602351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8064160162255602351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8064160162255602351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/09/der-erlkoenig.html' title='Der Erlkoenig'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-7507711299173638297</id><published>2008-07-24T21:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:49:32.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful memories of my teacher</title><content type='html'>Two days ago my teacher, Patricia Zander, left this world, and no doubt is brightening her new environs with her wit, charm, and insight.  Yesterday I wanted to write a bit but didn't know where to begin.  This evening I started to have some idea of what I might say about such a remarkable person to whom I am so very grateful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was actually thanks to a masterclass I attended given by one of her recently graduated students, Tae Kim (aka Steve Kim).  I know he won't be insulted when I say he doesn't quite have her way with words yet - no one seemed to be able to find just the right way to explain a difficult but essential musical concept like she did.  Whether consciously or not, Tae did many things that reminded me of her, and I'm sure that I do the same when I teach.  (However, I studied with her from 1990-1996, and so things would be fresher on his mind than on mine).   He wandered around the stage, singing, exclaiming, grunting, clapping, dancing, inspiring as much with his passion and energy as with his ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PZ, as most everyone called her (but not me, for some reason - somehow I always called her by her first name ... in any case, she liked nothing less than being called "Mrs. Zander" or "Prof. Zander"), was tireless.   She was relentless - she never let things slide, but always expected and insisted on the best, at every moment.  I realize now how much *confidence* that gave me - I felt as though following her guidance would lead me not just to the top of a hill, musically speaking, but to the heights of Parnassus.  When I left a lesson (typically after 2.5-3 hours of non-stop work) I always felt that I knew exactly what I needed to do in order to play a given piece well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet she was the opposite of an autocrat.  She asked lots of questions, using the Socratic method to lead me to find answers.  Rarely did she completely discard one of my musical ideas, but instead was always working to help me be the best version of myself.  She seemed to take this approach with all her students, which meant that she didn't like to take students who were dutiful and respectful but lacking in opinions, and it also meant that each of her students ended up playing quite differently from each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she ended up focusing on different things with different students, which is a sign of a really great teacher - she didn't do as many lesser teachers do, assigning the same limited number of pieces to students and simply going over the same set ideas.  She encouraged everyone to play a unique repertoire, and with me she ended up talking a lot about sound, imagination for character and color, and developing a sense of architecture, the ability to see a piece in its entirety and play with a sense of unfolding drama and story-telling.  We didn't talk a lot about piano technique, perhaps because I had the benefit of good technical training before coming to her.  There may have been another reason for this: she always said the most important part of the body used in playing the piano are the *ears*, not the hands.  As we develop our inner ear, the imagination for specific sounds and ideas, and our outer ear, the one that assesses whether we are actually creating those sounds, we will find, through experimentation, the way to make those sounds with our hands, arms, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her energy was all the more remarkable because she herself was rarely if ever in perfect physical condition.  Her diagnosis with cancer was made about 6 years ago, but before that she had terrible back problems, and had some surgery to try to correct them.  (It seems that some of the nerves in her spine were perhaps pinched because her spine was too small or narrow - this probably led to the arm problems that curtailed her career as a performer).  She confided in me at one point that she was for years unable to sleep well (sometimes sleeping only 2 hours in a night) because of the discomfort she had in her back.  I don't think any of her other students knew this, because she didn't like to "burden" others with her problems.  But where other people would no doubt complain or at least take the occassional lesson off, she taught every lesson like a tornado unleashed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is surprising to me that she was not better known.  Everyone who knew her knew that she had more musical insight than anyone else, but she seemed to dislike the idea of being a "star" teacher.  My wife asked her several times - begged, really - to come to the Killington Music Festival and give a master class.  She refused quite vehemently, on the grounds that, in her opinion, a master class often ends up being about the teacher more than about the student(s).  She was incredibly influential and important "behind the scenes" at the New England Conservatory and in Boston more generally, but she not only didn't seek attention, she seemed to have a distaste for glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her specific musical insights are too numerous to mention here.  Perhaps I will share some of them later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing more I'd like to mention: she understood that being a successful pianist meant more than just sitting in a practice room with a copy of the Chopin Etudes.  For one thing, you needed to be a person first, and a musician second.  She looked after all her students, including me, as people, with our frailties and insecurities, our hopes, dreams, and bouts of despair.  She even looked after our stomachs, and was a wonderful cook.  For a time I did not have my own piano and she gave me the key to her house so that I could practice there (only when she was *not* there, however - she definitely needed her personal space!).  So on days of the week when she was at NEC, I would show up to practice and usually find some cookies on the piano waiting for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a fantastic music room in her house, with a Steinway C (no longer being made - as the name suggests, it is in between a B and D in size) and loads of scores and books about music.  I loved her library, the room next to the music room, with floor to ceiling books about art, literature, philosophy.  Her home was a place that made you want to be your best, musically, intellectually. emotionally, and gastronomically.  Oh, and you should have seen the garden in the back!  And Mr. Bill, the cat who died a few years ago.  And the special closet Patricia had just for her shoes.  And the fantastic laugh you heard coming around the corner at NEC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can play my part in keeping her spirit alive here on Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-7507711299173638297?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/7507711299173638297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=7507711299173638297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7507711299173638297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7507711299173638297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/07/grateful-memories-of-my-teacher.html' title='Grateful memories of my teacher'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-7356891284742347872</id><published>2008-07-23T23:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:37:37.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patricia Zander (1942-2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SIf7ZguEEKI/AAAAAAAAABo/o46VytyCM5U/s1600-h/PZander_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226422308285190306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SIf7ZguEEKI/AAAAAAAAABo/o46VytyCM5U/s320/PZander_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday morning my dear teacher, Patricia Zander, died after several years of fighting cancer. I'm going to have to find a good chunk of time to summarize and share my thoughts and feelings on this blog, but for the moment I'm going to link to some articles and just briefly mention that I am so grateful that I was able to gain from having her in my life. She was an incredible person, musician, and teacher, and the world won't be quite the same without her. I owe her a giant percentage of what I am able to do as a musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on this later. Here is the link to her obituary in the Boston Globe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/obituaries/articles/2008/07/23/patricia_zander_pianist_mentor_who_lived_and_breathed_music/?page=full"&gt;http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/obituaries/articles/2008/07/23/patricia_zander_pianist_mentor_who_lived_and_breathed_music/?page=full&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a press release from New England Conservatory, where she taught for over 30 years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://today.newenglandconservatory.edu/nec_today/article/383"&gt;http://today.newenglandconservatory.edu/nec_today/article/383&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-7356891284742347872?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/7356891284742347872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=7356891284742347872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7356891284742347872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7356891284742347872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/07/patricia-zander-1942-2008.html' title='Patricia Zander (1942-2008)'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SIf7ZguEEKI/AAAAAAAAABo/o46VytyCM5U/s72-c/PZander_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-1029411023984725496</id><published>2008-07-07T23:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:25:26.446-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bach and lunatics</title><content type='html'>It's hard to know exactly why, but it seems that the music of Bach lends itself well to crazy performers.  I have always loved Bach but I have definitely found myself bored by many a tasteful performance of his music.  But today I stumbled upon two videos on youtube (what a great source of surprises that can be) that were riveting and strange.  I'll post them both here.  It makes me wonder if the "irrational" is something that a really great performance of Bach needs.  Remember that the Classical movement in music (which corresponds basically to the neo-Classic movement in the visual arts) was in part a reaction to the complexity and opacity of the Baroque music that preceded it.  Both of these videos had me glued to the screen - I don't think I'd play either piece like this, but then again maybe I should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Pogorelich playing the Sarabande from the Gm English Suite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t7NpeVjq0js&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t7NpeVjq0js&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and Glenn Gould playing the B-flat minor Fugue of the Well-Tempered Clavier Book 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PP6o2LeIqo8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PP6o2LeIqo8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-1029411023984725496?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/1029411023984725496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=1029411023984725496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/1029411023984725496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/1029411023984725496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/07/bach-and-lunatics.html' title='Bach and lunatics'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-7831661647397651287</id><published>2008-06-21T00:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:15:26.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>teaching and performing</title><content type='html'>Many musicians I know have seen Bruno Monsaingeon's film "The Enigma," a documentary about Sviatoslav Richter. I haven't seen the film in a few years, but I do remember it being a fascinating glimpse in to the mind of a truly devoted artist, someone who was about as far removed as one could be from the superficial aspects of life and the "entertainment" aspect of music (for better or for worse). As my teacher, Patricia Zander, says, there is Good Richter and Bad Richter, and his insistence on plumbing the depths of the human soul at all times is good for some pieces of music, but not for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amazon's listing of the video is here: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Richter-Enigma-Svyatoslav/dp/B00000I7PQ"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Richter-Enigma-Svyatoslav/dp/B00000I7PQ&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, there was also a companion book published, which one of my students gave to me. (Thanks, Natasa!). In it are considerably more of Richter's private thoughts, many of which are presented in the context of some journals he kept, chronicling concerts or recordings he heard and his reactions to them. Again it demonstrates a complete devotion to music, and also gives a glimpse in to the musical world of Soviet Russia - what a fascinating and strange time and place that was! So many great, great musicians, who at times seemed to succeed in spite of the idiocracy (is that a word?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(here's Amazon's listing of the book: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sviatoslav-Richter-Conversations-Bruno-Monsaingeon/dp/0691095493/ref=pd_sim_v_2"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Sviatoslav-Richter-Conversations-Bruno-Monsaingeon/dp/0691095493/ref=pd_sim_v_2&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point I am &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to get to is a statement he made that teaching ruins you as a performer. I don't remember the context of the statement, but I do remember he did not elaborate. Perhaps he was explaining his own lack of interest in teaching. I wonder if this is true. It is certaintly true that anything that cuts down on practice time hinders us as performers. Teaching definitely cuts down on practice time, but so does being a parent or going to a movie or sleeping at night. Oh yes, and blogging also cuts down on practice time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am definitely a better pianist than I was before I started teaching - but would I have been better anyway, just as a result of more experience, more ideas, more practicing, more maturity, etc.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think Richter was not only thinking about the time and energy drain of teaching. Perhaps he saw that teaching a lot *can* sort of "ossify" our ideas as musicians. After teaching, say, the Chopin G minor Ballade for the umpteenth time, one tends to have a certain way of explaining what to do with the piece, how to do it, why to do it, etc. Truly exploring the possibilities of a piece, together with a student, is too time-consuming and inefficient. Piano students in particular need to cover a lot of repertoire and as a teacher it often seems more useful to be right to the point and not experiment with different musical possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "efficiency" is bad news for an artist. The worst thing we can do is become formulaic. I've had the opportunity to play some pieces in my repertoire dozens of times, and it is the re-questioning and re-investigation and re-construction of these pieces for each performance that (I hope) makes the performances sound fresh - even if, after re-thinking a certain passage I end up playing it exactly the same way I've always played it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We shall never cease from exploration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the end of all our exploring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will be to arrive where we started&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And know the place for the first time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(T. S. Eliot, &lt;u&gt;Four Quartets&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fan of the show "&lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/Top_Chef/season/4/index.php"&gt;Top Chef," &lt;/a&gt;which completed its fourth season recently. (How is food so successful on TV? Wouldn't you expect the lack of taste or smell coming from the TV to doom cooking-related shows? But I *love* watching them!). On the last episode, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eric_Ripert"&gt;Eric Ripert&lt;/a&gt;, a famous chef, was shown learning about some new cooking techniques from one of the competitors (Richard was using liquid nitrogen to do something I didn't quite catch). Ripert noted that a chef is in trouble when his ego prevents him from learning something new. I have definitely seen this among musicians, and I can imagine that teaching can push us towards this point where we become less "teachable." Unconsciously many teachers probably feel that they cannot show any doubt or self-questioning to their students - it would undermine their authority as teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope that will not happen to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-7831661647397651287?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/7831661647397651287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=7831661647397651287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7831661647397651287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7831661647397651287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/06/teaching-and-performing.html' title='teaching and performing'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-4190183757226094032</id><published>2008-06-01T19:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:46:56.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>A car that runs on air (not gas)</title><content type='html'>If this really works, I'll buy one right away ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ztFDqcu8oJ4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ztFDqcu8oJ4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-4190183757226094032?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/4190183757226094032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=4190183757226094032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4190183757226094032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4190183757226094032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/06/car-that-runs-on-air-not-gas.html' title='A car that runs on air (not gas)'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-3484364503970336289</id><published>2008-05-29T19:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:23:19.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>thoughts and questions on how music is (and will be) experienced</title><content type='html'>I have been loving my Ipod, and am approximately half-way through ripping all my CD's and adding them to it. I have also been discovering "podcasts." I have been able to really make use of my time in the car, for example, by listening to something called "Coffee Break Espan~ol" (how do you type a tilde?), improving my Spanish a little bit. I am also able to enjoy "Car Talk," a show I am almost never able to listen to "live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded a lecture from Arizona State, the first in a semester-long course on the History of Jazz. I like to listen to Jazz but I certainly do not have a good grasp of how it developed, and in general I am familiar with my favorites (such as John Coltrane and Miles Davis) and have only a passing knowledge of, say, Charlie Parker or Oscar Peterson - though I did briefly meet the latter once after he'd played at the Hollywood Bowl - my friend Edwin Outwater knew him. In any case, the first lecture (I don't know who the Professor of the course is - he has many interesting insights, though he is an awkward public speaker) mentioned that once upon a time in America there were many, many people who played instruments. Thousands of amateurs provided the musical entertainment in the home. Live music was, once upon a time, a more popular form of entertainment than it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has changed, of course, because of the advent of radio, 78's, LP's, CD's, and now MP3's. People don't need to learn to play for themselves because they can listen to Martha Argerich on a pair of headphones. Live music is great, but one has to get off the couch, get dressed, hire a baby-sitter, and (perhaps worst of all) adhere to someone else's schedule. We can listen to recorded music at midnight if it suits us - and we can even listen to it more than once. Plus, as Glenn Gould might have pointed out, a recording *can* be free of flaws, coughing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many people (including myself) feel that even a very hi-fi recording (nowadays, should I say, "sampled at a high bit-rate"?) listened to on expensive headphones lacks the special qualities of hearing a live performance by a great artist. But is it inevitable that the inconveniences associated with attending live concerts (not to mention the exorbitant cost) will kill concert-going? I mentioned in a previous post that our world today encourages the "on-demand" consumption of music. Will younger people today be unwilling or unable to commit to, say, the Boston Symphony Saturday evening series, where decisions about what and who the audience will hear are made years in advance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is problematic for a musician like me, because frankly I don't make much from recordings - my income is from live concerts. I think that is true for most classical musicians. I don't know if it is true for pop musicians. (this article from the NY Times explores this issue from the point of view of the record labels:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/29/arts/music/29labe.html?_r=1&amp;amp;partner=rssnyt&amp;amp;emc=rss&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/29/arts/music/29labe.html?_r=1&amp;amp;partner=rssnyt&amp;amp;emc=rss&amp;amp;oref=slogin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One difference between a concert and a recording is that a concert typically has (and needs) variety - the stereotypical orchestral concert opens with a short overture, followed by a concerto, and a symphony on the second half. A piano recital tends to include music from different eras and by different composers. But when people buy a recording, they often (usually?) buy "the complete Beethoven Symphonies" or "Mozart Overtures" or "Prokofiev Piano Concertos #2 and #3". When listening we make our own "programs" which can be long or short, can include music for different instruments or even have Liszt and Led Zeppelin on the same program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to continue to have an audience, will I need to start taking requests, like a pianist in the cocktail lounge who can somehow make "Send in the Clowns" sound the same as "You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman." (Oh that reminds me of the horrendous video Franco Leon shared with me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o0ug6WrxS8o&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o0ug6WrxS8o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-3484364503970336289?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/3484364503970336289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=3484364503970336289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/3484364503970336289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/3484364503970336289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/05/thoughts-and-questions-on-how-music-is.html' title='thoughts and questions on how music is (and will be) experienced'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-5595708266247389125</id><published>2008-05-08T23:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:37:37.740-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>the enlightenment that comes from shuffle play</title><content type='html'>I am the proud owner of a brand new Ipod - I have never before owned or even used a portable MP3 player, and having had this only for a few days now I can already say that I love it. I am at the beginning of what will be a long process of transferring something like 1200 CD's first to my laptop and then to the Ipod (I got the 160 GB model so I think that should hold everything with room to spare). So far I am in the middle of "Beethoven" (most of our CD's are in something like alphabetical order) and I am re-discovering some wonderful recordings like Carlos Kleiber's Beethoven 7 with the Vienna Philharmonic, which is absolutely positively on my desert-island discography - of course, thanks to my Ipod, the list of recordings I could bring to such an isolated place is now outrageously large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may surprise people who know me to find that I am enjoying the "shuffle play" feature of my Ipod - yes, I find the sense of the "whole" in, say, the op. 57 Sonata to be important; a great piece of music is definitely more than the sum of its parts. So it is a little odd to hear a movement of the Barber Piano Concerto, followed by one brief Bach "Goldberg" Variation, Maria Callas singing Bellini, and then the first movt of Beethoven op. 14#1 (as you can see, I am basically limited to composers whose name starts with "B" - are any of you familiar with the children's book that my kids like called "the 'B' Book"?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SCPDHOppHeI/AAAAAAAAABg/Owwwq0KrpkI/s1600-h/bbookcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198212923874942434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SCPDHOppHeI/AAAAAAAAABg/Owwwq0KrpkI/s320/bbookcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I actually believe that shuffle play is an important and potentially enlightening part of the world today.  Why?  So much of the way people experience music and other media nowadays is "on-demand" - we expect to hear what we want, when we want to hear it.  In my previous post, for example, I noted the pleasure I had from downloading Rachmaninoff Preludes in a matter of minutes for my immediate consumption.  By contrast, there was a time (long before I was born!) when you could only listen to a couple of radio stations - maybe the baseball game and the Metropolitan Opera broadcast.  Of course it is great to get what we think we want - but what about the many things we don't already know about, or which we have perhaps forgotten?  Rather than do a google news search for the stuff we think we care about, what about learning about something unexpected?  It is important sometimes to cede some control of our lives and allow our minds to receive the unplanned.  The nation and the world become increasingly fractured, a kind of modern-day Tower of Babel, when we each spend our time listening only to music we already like, or to political commentators with whom we already agree, associating only with people who are in the same profession, or of the same social group or the same religion.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/articles/2008/05/04/where_do_all_the_neurotics_live/"&gt;http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/articles/2008/05/04/where_do_all_the_neurotics_live/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The above link is an article in the Boston Globe about different personality types and where they tend to live.  The extent of my knowledge on the subject is what I read in the article, but it does seem like an interesting field of study.  One personality "barometer" is "openness to experience," and I think this is something that is definitely endangered by the "on-demand" culture that new technology has made possible.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So my advice to myself is: use that shuffle play once in a while and discover something unexpected. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My wife and I don't really rent movies as much as we used to (the leisure time to watch movies is quite scarce these days) but we used to enforce a strict policy of alternating the choice of movie -and we would not make an effort to accomodate the other person's tastes.  As a result I saw some chick flicks that I would never have chosen on my own (e.g. "Steel Magnolias") but ended up really enjoying (I admit it!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-5595708266247389125?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/5595708266247389125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=5595708266247389125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5595708266247389125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5595708266247389125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/05/enlightenment-that-comes-from-shuffle.html' title='the enlightenment that comes from shuffle play'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SCPDHOppHeI/AAAAAAAAABg/Owwwq0KrpkI/s72-c/bbookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-8801140626758112437</id><published>2008-04-28T16:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:37:37.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some words of appreciation for Rachmaninoff and technology</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday I was on a plane from Boston to LA (it has taken me until now to find time to blog about it) and was desperate for a good way to pass the time - it was a six hour flight. Science and technology were on my side (they aren't always) and just prior to my flight I was able download, in a matter of one or two minutes, a recording of all 24 Rachmaninoff Preludes from I-Tunes (the recording was by pianist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eldar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nebolsin&lt;/span&gt;), and then was able to listen on the plane while gazing out the window at the clouds below me. Man's scientific or material progress is often portrayed in negative terms, spiritually or artistically speaking, as in this painting of a Paris train station by Claude Monet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SBY04KfniDI/AAAAAAAAABI/NAy0vZR3EVA/s1600-h/gar-saint-lazare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194397359712733234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SBY04KfniDI/AAAAAAAAABI/NAy0vZR3EVA/s320/gar-saint-lazare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But only thanks to man's technological achievements was I able to enjoy being transported to the heavens, almost literally.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Actually I guess it would be accurate to say that technology (airplanes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, computers, noise-cancelling headsets) made it more possible to enjoy some non-scientific wonders (the clouds and the Rachmaninoff Preludes).  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In any case, I have been thinking about Rachmaninoff and whether it is more important to be original or to be good.  I was reading a fine book about 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century music (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Machlis&lt;/span&gt;) which has many concise insights in to music over the last 100 years, but as far as I can tell makes no mention of Rachmaninoff.  (There is mention of Scriabin, Richard Strauss, and Puccini, to name a few of his contemporaries).  I admit that I was once, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;regrettably&lt;/span&gt;, not a fan of Rachmaninoff.  But I think it is more than a mistake to think less of him for being less "adventurous" than Schoenberg or Ravel or Bartok (these four pieces were all written in 1911: Rachmaninoff op. 33; Schoenberg op. 19; Bartok Allegro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;barbaro&lt;/span&gt;; Ravel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Valses&lt;/span&gt; Nobles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sentimentales&lt;/span&gt;).  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The fact that Rachmaninoff's music is not as innovative as, say, Scriabin's (the two were classmates at the Moscow Conservatory) seems less and less relevant as time goes by - it is like saying Bach was more old-fashioned than Handel or Scarlatti (the three were all born in 1685).  So what?  Bach plumbed the depths of the human soul and fashioned indestructibly profound music that is not exactly representative of his era - it's just great music.  Rachmaninoff's music shows wonderfully fertile imagination, sincere passion, and inarguable control of counterpoint, structure, etc.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I can tell you when I started to appreciate Rachmaninoff, which I had formerly found to be too "over the top."  I was dating a girl in college who, frankly, was not the best girlfriend.  After one of our several break-ups (it took me a few to realize I should get the heck out of the relationship, permanently!) I was on the subway, very upset, and not caring about who knew it.  That last part (not caring if anyone knew I was upset) was what gave me an insight in to and appreciation for the music of Rachmaninoff.  Sometimes our emotions are, frankly, hard to disguise.  Sometimes that's okay.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-8801140626758112437?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/8801140626758112437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=8801140626758112437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8801140626758112437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8801140626758112437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-words-of-appreciation-for.html' title='some words of appreciation for Rachmaninoff and technology'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gx4awt4FLu0/SBY04KfniDI/AAAAAAAAABI/NAy0vZR3EVA/s72-c/gar-saint-lazare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-5730529220593999831</id><published>2008-04-19T21:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:02:19.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite kind of practicing...</title><content type='html'>... is when I am not practicing for a concert.  This is pretty rare - I usually need the motivation of a deadline to get anything done.  When I have lots of deadlines I practice a lot.  But today I practiced for a short time, working on one of the Rachmaninoff Etudes-Tableaux which I may very well play one day in a concert, but I don't have a specific concert in mind yet.  It was wonderful practicing just for the sake of learning something, for the sake of improving my musicianship and piano playing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-5730529220593999831?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/5730529220593999831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=5730529220593999831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5730529220593999831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5730529220593999831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-favorite-kind-of-practicing.html' title='My favorite kind of practicing...'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-320162452653752601</id><published>2008-04-18T17:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:31:09.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How important is honesty?</title><content type='html'>The other day I heard about a survey concerning income taxes.  About 50% of people said they would not cheat on their taxes because it is dishonest to do so.  About 30% also said they would not cheat on their taxes because they were afraid of being caught.  (the remaining 20% must actually have cheated on their taxes).  True integrity means, of course, to do the right thing even if no one will ever know the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art, however, seems at times to be about appearances - we experience the arts through our senses, so what we can see or hear is what matters - isn't it?  For example, in Peter Jackson's "King Kong" we don't object, on a moral basis, to the fact that the animal is not *really* a giant gorilla.  In fact, we admire the ability of Jackson and his crew to create an computer-generated character that seems so real.  On the other hand, in another Peter Jackson film, The Two Towers, I found out from watching one of the "making of" featurettes that come on the DVD that at least one costume, King Theoden's armor, contained decorative features that were totally invisible to the camera (since they were inside the armor).  The costume designers knew they wouldn't be seen, yet they put them in there anyway, for "accuracy's" sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I looked at the music for Stockhausen's "Klavierstuck V" (anyone know how to type an umlaut?) and it includes a passage of fairly rapid notes, each with a different dynamic - f, pp, mf, pppp, mp, mf, p, f, pp, ppp, etc.  In other words, it is incredibly detailed, and I honestly doubt that a listener could possibly discern whether a performance is "accurate" or not.  This is, of course, an issue with much of the music of the last 50 years (or even 100 years), where the musical vocabulary seems so foreign to many listeners.  There would seem to be only a small percentage of listeners in the world who know Schoenberg's piano music better than me (though there are certainly plenty of people who would fit that description - but as a percentage of all listeners, it's pretty small) but I'm not going to catch every wrong note that a student plays if I don't have the music in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is this: if no one can tell if a performer is playing a passage of Stockhausen or Schoenberg correctly, should he or she be trying to play it accurately?  I'm not talking about the fact that some audience members lack the background to know the difference between a Beethoven Sonata played by Emil Gilels and one played by a good conservatory student.  Most great musicians would be able to practice a lot less if their only concern were to satisfy their audiences.  I mean there are really things in pieces I've played (e.g. a trio I played by Saariaho) where I don't think homo sapiens' physiological abilities can detect the difference between right and wrong rhythms, notes, subtleties of timbre, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My instinct is to say we should always do our best - we owe it to the composer and to God to be honest.  But the practical side of me (picture a little red devil with pitchfork on my left shoulder) wonders if it's really worth it sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-320162452653752601?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/320162452653752601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=320162452653752601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/320162452653752601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/320162452653752601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-important-is-honesty.html' title='How important is honesty?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-1106808383025525359</id><published>2008-04-16T00:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:44:54.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>Is the general public deaf, or do they actually prefer mediocrity?</title><content type='html'>If there's one thing that drives me crazy it's the fact that many (most?) classical radio stations waste time playing Baroque junk like Telemann Oboe Concertos and Purcell Concerti Grossi (an exception is the wonderful WGBH here in Boston ... of course they have the good sense to use &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; performances on air with some frequency, haha). Or if they manage to escape the Baroque era (a supposedly classical station I've listened to, grudgingly, only in the car, in a state famous for lobsters and blueberries, seems to rarely get as "modern" as Haydn) they will devote large portions of their listeners' time to a forgettable symphony by one of Bach's sons or a cello concerto by Brahms's next-door neighbor. Yet, one rarely hears a Mahler Symphony, or the Mozart C minor Mass. One almost NEVER hears the great works of the last 100 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this because people don't know the difference between Telemann and Bach? These same people would surely know (and appreciate) the difference between a microwave pizza and a pie from the original "Pizzeria Uno" in Chicago. Who, given a choice, would want the microwave version? Presumably these horrendous classical stations are basing their playlists on some kind of market research that suggest listeners would prefer Purcell to Schumann. But WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison and I were talking about this a bit this evening, and she suggested that the public just doesn't want to be engaged, doesn't want to have to actively pay attention to the music (sometimes this is referred to this as being "challenged" by the music, but that term seems unnecessarily belligerent). In other words, maybe people *prefer* a radio station that won't interrupt their washing dishes or doing a sudoku puzzle by actually requiring their attention. A Beethoven Sonata is just too interesting - it distracts from other stuff, like folding laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's not such a bad thing while listening to the radio in the car - earlier today I was not paying much attention to the road while listening to a recording of Messiaen's "Vingt Regards." But what about live concerts? Do people want to avoid having to really &lt;em&gt;listen &lt;/em&gt;to a concert? But why else are they there? To check out the social scene? To relax? Is mediocrity more relaxing than real beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life on earth is too precious a time to waste on banalities. I know it's unrealistic to spend every waking moment reading Shakespeare or listening to Bach. But when I turn on the radio at least I'd like to feel like I'm getting something worthwhile in return for my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-1106808383025525359?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/1106808383025525359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=1106808383025525359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/1106808383025525359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/1106808383025525359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-general-public-deaf-or-do-they.html' title='Is the general public deaf, or do they actually prefer mediocrity?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-3345312410432530342</id><published>2008-04-11T14:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T14:45:01.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>News Flash: Levinson changes lightbulbs</title><content type='html'>Finally, over a week after they burned out, I changed the ceiling light-bulbs in the master bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must practice Shostakovich.  (I'm playing the Concerto #1 - the one with trumpet in it - tonight, with the Chamber Orchestra of Boston, in Jordan Hall.)  Having changed the light-bulbs, I can sit at the piano with a clear mind.  If I can forget about the other 75 items on my to-do list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-3345312410432530342?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/3345312410432530342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=3345312410432530342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/3345312410432530342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/3345312410432530342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/news-flash-levinson-changes-lightbulbs.html' title='News Flash: Levinson changes lightbulbs'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-2075348284348916848</id><published>2008-04-11T01:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T01:48:21.223-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>Should art imitate nature?</title><content type='html'>OK, I know this is too big a question to settle on a blog at 1:30AM.  But today I was coaching students playing the Carnival of the Animals for me, and the question came up of how to play two notes (two notes!  We spent a good 10 minutes considering the philosophical implications of those two notes) in the "Cuckoo" movement.  Basically the question is whether the two note "cuckoo" call should sound exactly as Saint-Saens notated it in the score or whether the performers should *slightly* alter the rhythm to more accurately imitate the sound of a bird.  (Saint-Saens' notation is slightly "square," you could say).  I felt in this case (my students agreed with me) that the more "natural" version sounded better than the more "strict" performance of the rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is art always supposed to do this?  If Saint-saens really wanted to have the sound of a cuckoo, why not have an MP3 recording of a cuckoo to play instead of asking the clarinet to play that figure?  OK, it's obvious that that would be no fun (aside from the fact that the technology didn't exist in 1886) - part of the pleasure in hearing the piece is seeing how (and if) a clarinet can sound like a bird.  It's exactly what's enjoyable about hearing "Peter and the Wolf" - hearing the oboe pretending to be a duck is much more entertaining than listening to an actual duck.  (Is this also the appeal of hearing transcriptions, e.g. a pianist playing the Liszt "Rigoletto" paraphrase or the Kronos Quartet playing "Purple Haze"?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is, well, artificial.  In America I know I have inherited certain biases (going back to Ralph Waldo Emerson, maybe?) that what nature produces (the Grand Canyon) is superior to what man produces (the Well-Tempered Clavier).  But I don't know that this opinion is universally shared.  I try to make my own playing sound natural, as if improvised, "artless" so to speak.  But many great performers seem to be unashamed of doing something clearly "unnatural."  Is one approach more valid than another? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, here is the Kronos Qt playing Purple Haze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UP7rjppeRA0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UP7rjppeRA0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is a video I found of a group doing the Cuckoo movement ... in my opinion, this performance the cuckoo is too "correct" and not "natural" enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdTmo8eU5Lw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdTmo8eU5Lw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-2075348284348916848?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/2075348284348916848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=2075348284348916848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/2075348284348916848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/2075348284348916848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/should-art-imitate-nature.html' title='Should art imitate nature?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-9037318243321970604</id><published>2008-04-09T00:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:07:24.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thank you, Horowitz</title><content type='html'>My wife, Allison Eldredge, is the Artistic Director of the Killington Music Festival &lt;a href="http://www.killingtonmusicfestival.org/"&gt;http://www.killingtonmusicfestival.org&lt;/a&gt; and she and I were having a discussion about programs they will do there this summer.  One program is going to have a Viennese theme and that got me to googling "Soirees de Vienne" - and I found this wonderful video of Horowitz playing.  Growing up, he was absolutely my favorite pianist, though as I got older I admitted a few others to my pantheon of pianistic idols.  In fact I forgot for a time how indescribably brilliant he was.   I wish I'd heard him live - people say the colors he found and the electricity he created in a live performance couldn't quite be captured on recordings.  In any case it's hard for me to imagine this piece being played with a better combination of style, ease, and elegance.  Hearing Horowitz is liking reading the Lord of the Rings - I can't put it down until it's finished! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/69Sooz7DtAw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/69Sooz7DtAw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-9037318243321970604?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/9037318243321970604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=9037318243321970604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/9037318243321970604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/9037318243321970604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you-horowitz.html' title='Thank you, Horowitz'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-4710168277463810513</id><published>2008-04-08T21:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:07:59.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Once in a while it's more than just a game (click here for video)</title><content type='html'>Wow, really touching. For those of you who are baseball history neophytes, Bill Buckner was the 1st baseman for the 1986 Red Sox, who were *this close* to winning the World Series over the New York Mets. A routine grounder went through his legs, costing them the game (it was Game 6) and they ultimately lost the series, failing to end what was then a 68 year championship drought. The "fellowship of the miserable," Red Sox fans pre-2003, cursed his name for over a decade. Honestly, Boston fans should have forgiven him sooner (see: the Parable of the Prodigal Son) but better late than never!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-4710168277463810513?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1272266785/bclid1213891194/bctid1494853784' title='Once in a while it&apos;s more than just a game (click here for video)'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1272266785/bclid1213891194/bctid1494853784' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/4710168277463810513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=4710168277463810513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4710168277463810513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/4710168277463810513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/once-in-while-its-more-than-just-game.html' title='Once in a while it&apos;s more than just a game (click here for video)'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-8140268026478794099</id><published>2008-04-07T18:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:08:23.397-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>addendum to the previous post</title><content type='html'>I should mention that the concert will be at 8PM (one hour from now!  I'd better head over there!), in Jordan Hall, Boston, as part of the "First Monday" concert series which generally features NEC Faculty (and guests like myself - I'm an NEC alum so I do get asked to do these once in a while).  The piece is actually scored for the "Trout" quintet instruments; the performers are Jamie Buswell, violin; Carol Rodland, viola; Carol Ou, cello; Don Palma, bass; and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-8140268026478794099?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/8140268026478794099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=8140268026478794099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8140268026478794099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/8140268026478794099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/addendum-to-previous-post.html' title='addendum to the previous post'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-1995835518113187234</id><published>2008-04-07T13:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:12:36.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical thoughts'/><title type='text'>should we play composers' "discards"?</title><content type='html'>This evening I'm part of a performance of the Piano Quintet of Ralph Vaughan-Williams.  I doubt many of you reading this will have heard it.  It is a so-called "early" work (though in fact Vaughan-Williams was 31 years old, which for Schubert would be his last year!) that Vaughan-Williams apparently "withdrew" after a few initial performances.  In 2002 the piece was published (presumably because his heirs or publisher stood to make a little bit of money; since V-W died in 1958 he is not able to argue the point), and has since had a few performances, I am told.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is: should we play a piece a composer didn't really put his "stamp of approval" on?  If we do, should we (as Bernstein famously did at a performance with pianist Glenn Gould) offer a disclaimer to the audience?  On the other hand, does a composer have the right to "withdraw" something after it has been heard?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago I read a book by Milan Kundera called "Testaments Betrayed" where he argued forcefully that we should NOT dig up an author's juvenilia, sketches, etc. and let him or her decide what is fit for the public.  However, at the same time I was reading another book, "The First Man," by Albert Camus - the unedited, slightly rough novel he was working on when he died - and it would have been a shame not to have that wonderful book.  Likewise, the Mozart Requiem or the Schubert "unfinished" Symphony.  I have played some gorgeous early works by Webern and one little sketch (for piano!) by Wagner, and in my opinion the world is better with these pieces than without them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think that the composer is not always the best judge of his or her own music.  Beethoven assigned opus numbers only to those pieces he deemed worthy of his official imprimatur.  There are many others, and truthfully most are awful (in comparison to what we expect from Beethoven).  But pieces like the 32 Variations in C minor and the "Andante Favori," neither of which have the Beethoven seal of approval, are better than he seemed to realize.  (Maybe this should be another post, but I don't think composers always know the best way to PLAY their own music either - e.g. there are certainly better performances of the Rite of Spring than the one Stravinsky conducts, and at the risk of sounding like an egomaniac I am proud that Leon Kirchner likes my performance of his "Five Pieces for Piano" better than his own, both of which are available on CD).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of this Vaughan-Williams quintet, I'm not sure it should have been resurrected.  It has some good ideas, but they are polluted by occasional bad voice leading, counterpoint that loses its way, and the intermittent drought of imagination.  (Incidentally, the best moments of the piece remind me of Faure, with its endlessly slippery changes of tonality - this has made the piece very hard to learn!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read Jan Swafford's biography of Brahms, you should - it is my favorite book about music, period.  He describes in some detail how Brahms was very careful to destroy anything he didn't want remembered and investigated by posterity (e.g. sketches, letters to Clara Schumann).  In some ways this is too bad - it would be interesting to see how Brahms worked (or did everything spring to his mind, Athena-like, without any work?).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I've resolved this issue at all.  Hmm.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-1995835518113187234?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/1995835518113187234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=1995835518113187234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/1995835518113187234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/1995835518113187234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/should-we-play-composers-discards.html' title='should we play composers&apos; &quot;discards&quot;?'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-4362771206614403895</id><published>2008-04-05T01:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:08:41.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff for Piano Lit class'/><title type='text'>Cage's most well-known piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUJagb7hL0E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/cages-most-well-known-piece.html' title='Cage&apos;s most well-known piece'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1919905982435630050.post-7729629129413502042</id><published>2008-04-05T01:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:08:56.610-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff for Piano Lit class'/><title type='text'>an example of Gamelan music (compare to the Cage piece below)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldPMifPbngc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldPMifPbngc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-7729629129413502042?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/7729629129413502042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=7729629129413502042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/7729629129413502042'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Cautionary note(s) to self</title><content type='html'>So this is a blog.  I'm not sure where it will take me; nor am I sure why I should wish to go there.  The internet seems to provide for a egalitarianization (no way that's really a word) of ideas, which is definitely a mixed blessing.  Anyone is entitled to express his own opinion, whether insightful or banal, enlightening or self-serving, well-informed or ignorant.  As I get started blogging I hope I will do my best either to stick to subjects I am qualified to speak about or at least to offer disclaimers when doing otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more notes of caution (to myself): (1) I must try not to waste TOO much time on this (there are many more pressing needs in my life, including learning that very odd Vaughan Williams quintet before Monday's concert and changing the light bulbs in the master bathroom, which have been out for 3 days now).  (2) Don't waste other people's time by writing about things like how long it's taking to change the light bulbs in the bathroom.  On the other hand, they are here of their own free will.  Perhaps they arrived at this blog after googling "housework procrastinators." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, caveat lector.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1919905982435630050-5783566715538218547?l=maxlevinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/feeds/5783566715538218547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1919905982435630050&amp;postID=5783566715538218547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5783566715538218547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1919905982435630050/posts/default/5783566715538218547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxlevinson.blogspot.com/2008/04/cautionary-notes-to-self.html' title='Cautionary note(s) to self'/><author><name>Max Levinson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061804039453056782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jjXU-LD5L0/Tv-h9Kwp8RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/atPFKX5oXqw/s220/_LL11397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
