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Showing posts with label Rachmaninoff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rachmaninoff. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Friday Night Thoughts
Je suis un peu ivre. Je m'excuse. Just a little overset. A little.
I don't drink (alcohol) during the week, for my health and to help me lose weight. But on Friday night, at the end of the week ... And it is Friday night here in Oz.
So perhaps a little tipsy. And I'm listening to Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto no 2, played by Julius Katchen. Paradise. Sublime. Orgasmic.
Here he's playing with the LSO conducted by Solti. Listen to those opening chords. Holy Phuque. Holy Phuque.
I used to know (and love) someone who played this Rachmaninoff opus. Il est mort, hélas. Que je l'aimais. Sois sage, ô ma Douleur, et tiens-toi plus tranquille ....
I don't drink (alcohol) during the week, for my health and to help me lose weight. But on Friday night, at the end of the week ... And it is Friday night here in Oz.
So perhaps a little tipsy. And I'm listening to Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto no 2, played by Julius Katchen. Paradise. Sublime. Orgasmic.
Here he's playing with the LSO conducted by Solti. Listen to those opening chords. Holy Phuque. Holy Phuque.
I used to know (and love) someone who played this Rachmaninoff opus. Il est mort, hélas. Que je l'aimais. Sois sage, ô ma Douleur, et tiens-toi plus tranquille ....
Labels:
French,
Henrik,
Julius Katchen,
music,
Rachmaninoff
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