Thursday, April 30, 2009

Bach's BwV 1009 is KILLING ME.

No, this title does not refer to some weird rash I received at the hands of the masses. It's the 1st movement of Suite #3 of Bach's Six Suites for Unaccompanied Cello (clarinet)...

At least I know why I am bound for the grave at an early-ish age.
Oh man.
This piece of music is ridiculously beautiful.
Learning how to play it is like hanging out with someone you didn't think actually existed for the first time, or seeing toads mate by chance.

Constant WTF. WTF. How in the F did the man manage this?

They are just SCALES people. But not the kind you find on half dead lizards who roam the back alleyways near your home in Tuscan, Arizona. Oh no.

A completely different set of scales entirely.

The Eflat he introduces halfway through is a dagger to the heart, freshly wounded, staining-the-paper.

Come on. How did the guy sleep at night? I can barely deal with this stuff, and he WROTE it.

Bach must have been an insomniac.

Which reminds me, oddly enough, the Goldberg Variations were written for this young hot thang (Johann Gottlieb Goldberg) to play to this old Count at night before bed. Because he, too, had "trouble sleeping"....

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