Sunday, April 13, 2008

One-Two-Three-ONE-TWO-THREE-Again-Two-Three I'm Exhausted (Saint-Saens' Etude en Forme de Waltz))

Waltzing: the lopsided dance of love.

Unless, of course, you're Camille Saint-Saens. If you are, then you see the waltz as a chance to really get all of your ya-yas (a technical term) out in one all-technique-encompassing storm of notes that is at once elegant and terrifying. Reminiscent perhaps of Chopin's waltzes, combined with Liszt-ian technicality, this piece is one that seems to be a proving ground for the pianist who truly wishes to dance on the keys.

Although I am not one to lobby for virtuosity over substance, here, the virtuosity actually becomes a part of the substance of the piece - lending this particular waltz is rambunctious, free-spirited nature. Perhaps it is a forerunner to Ravel's great piano work, La Valse?

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