So, what to say of a Barcarolle? Not usually my favorite form at all... and I can't explain my aversion to them. I mean, I don't think that I have an irrational fear of water or moving thirds. Perhaps it is that I am either under-exposed to the form itself, or that the Barcarolles of other composers that I have listened to feel somewhat contrived. Something of a We'll imitate water here, and we'll sound Italian there, and... PASTA FAZUL! A successful piece! That being said... Chopin, again, manages to capture the spirit of a popular form and use it to craft something that contains all the 'Chopin-isms' that we know and love.
That being said... did anyone else think Debussy while listening? Not the whole way through, for sure... but... at least in places, like the opening. Perhaps it is the reliance on texture, and some of the harmonic structure that lends itself to being mislabeled as someone else's work. Again, not saying the whole work... just, every now and again... and only enough to make one say wow that's vaguely reminiscent of... ah, wait, nevermind. Mendelssohn could also fall into that category for this piece. Probably something to do with the melodic contour and writing in thirds and sixths.
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