Showing posts with label Chopin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chopin. Show all posts

Monday, May 22, 2023

A Stunning Debut

There are many pianists who play Chopin. There are far fewer, in spite of the high level of piano playing today, who can really play Chopin. Happily, pianist Kyohei Sorita clearly belongs to this small second group, as he amply demonstrated in his all-Chopin recital yesterday, his Vancouver and Canadian debut. It was piano playing and music making that sought to move, rather than to impress, and he succeeded beyond our highest expectations. 

 

I don’t remember any pianist who would begin – or have the courage to begin - his or her recital with the Polonaise in A-flat Major (Op. 53), nor do I remember any pianist who made the great polonaise theme dance quite so vividly, or infused a lightness to the dance rhythm. And in the left-hand octave passage in the E Major section, Sorita tossed it off with nary of its demands, and managed the feat without pounding the piano. In the melancholic C section, he brought out details in the left hand that I had not noticed before. From there, he managed an incredible build-up of tension toward the incredible coda of the piece. 

 

Sorita played the Waltz in F Major (Op. 34, No. 3) with a breathtaking lightness, and managed it with a magical display of incredible finger-work. In the ascending series of grace notes (mm. 83-84) and the descend following it (mm. 87-88), he brought out the music with great charm and a true sense of humour. This was a masterful performance of one of Chopin’s most rhythmically challenging works. 

 

In the technically challenging Rondo a la Mazur, Op. 5, Sorita towered over the pianistic hurdles, and showed that he truly feels the mazurka rhythm, as well as bringing out the charming, almost music-box like quality of the music, that one felt like one was hearing the composer improvising on the piano. 

 

The opening section of the Andante spinato and Grande Polonaise, Op. 22 contains one of Chopin’s most beguiling melodies (and that is really saying a great deal), and Sorita played it with a most beautiful, most liquid legato. As in his performance of the “Heroic” polonaise that opened the recital, the young artist again brought to life Chopin’s dance rhythm. With a less-than-perfect realization of this work, the listener is sometimes made to feel that the theme comes back perhaps once too often. Not so with Sorita’s sweeping performance, which somehow made each appearance of the polonaise theme slightly different and renewed energy.  

 

Before the audience had an opportunity to catch its breath, Sorita returned after intermission with a performance of all four Ballades. To play a single ballade is a challenge, but to play the entire set takes an artist who possesses the technique, the stamina, the musicality and understanding, not to mention the courage, to attempt this feat. Sorita showed that he possesses all of the aforementioned qualities, in spades. In each of the four Ballades, very familiar music indeed, Sorita managed to find new ideas, and new beauty not heard before. 

 

Even the much played and much heard Ballade No. 1 in G minor (Op. 23) sounded fresh under his hands. Each of these four large scale works was played, not as a series of beautiful episodes, as it is so often done, but with an organic unity, with the sense of one idea melting into another, and yet being part of the larger design. 

 

With each of the pieces, Sorita was the master storyteller, a great bard regaling us with tales from long ago times and far away lands. In the Ballade No. 2 in F Major (Op. 38), I had rarely heard the bell-like sonorities of the opening chord voiced quite so beautifully, or with such a contrast to the Presto con fuoco section, that it was, in the best sense, a rude awakening from a beautiful reverie. 

 

The Ballade No. 3 in A-flat Major (Op. 47) was played with an overwhelming feeling of joy, and of elation, as well as a palpable musicality. The bell-like sonorities in the right hand that opens the Ballade No. 4 in F minor (Op. 52) was played as if coming from nowhere, giving us a feeling that the music had been going on long before we heard it. And the great coda was performed with sweep, but at the same time with clarity, as well as an obvious awareness of the contrapuntal complexities that is such a part of Chopin’s late works. 

 

The performance of these four great works certainly gave the audience a reason to cheer, and cheer they did, long and loud. Sorita graciously granted this appreciative audience three encores – Chopin’s Etude in C minor, Op. 25, No. 12 and Mazurka in C Major, Op. 56, No. 2, as well as Schumann’s Widmung – the composer’s great love song for Clara Schumann - as transcribed by Liszt. In the mazurka, Sorita brought out the fragrance of earthiness in the music. And in Schumann/Liszt’s Widmung, he downplayed Liszt’s invitation for virtuoso display, but gave the music a true sense of ardour and quiet ecstasy. 

 

The all-too-short afternoon was one that was filled with beauty and inspiration, leaving everyone with an overwhelming impression of communion into something very special. 

 

The performance confirmed my impression from the 2021 Chopin Competition in Warsaw, that Kyohei Sorita was and is the true artistic find from that very high-level competition. It was a real coup for The Vancouver Chopin Society to have engineered the Canadian debut of this outstanding young artist. Surely the sky is the limit in what will surely be an interesting artistic journey for this young musician. May he always reach for the stars.

Wednesday, April 6, 2022

Jakub Kuszlik - Canadian Debut

As the cliché goes, life is indeed full of wonderful surprises. I thought I knew the works performed at last night’s recital backwards and forward, and then someone comes along playing these same pieces, and sweeps you off your feet and captures your heart.

 

Which was how it was with the Vancouver recital debut of pianist Jakub Kuszlik, in an all-Chopin recital. He commenced his performance with the three waltzes, Op. 34, a spritely performance of the Waltz in A-flat (No. 1), a deeply felt reading of the Waltz in A minor (No. 2), and a performance of the Waltz in F major (No. 3) that highlighted the rhythmic quirkiness of this very original work.

 

Perhaps more than any of his other creations, the mazurkas of Chopin most embody the element of zal, that almost untranslatable Polish word that contains a whole host of meanings, but can be generally described as a bittersweet melancholy. Kuszlik’s performance of the Four Mazurkas, Op. 30, captured the essence of this elusive quality. I was especially touched by his performance of the Mazurka in C-sharp minor, Op. 30, No. 4, with its combination of deep sadness, anguish, and defiance. 

 

Kuszlik’s beautifully played the Nocturne in E major, Op. 62, No. 2, with an almost cinematic unfolding of the evolving stream of consciousness, from the calm, stately opening, to the agitato middle section with its complex polyphony, and to the flowing cantabile of the closing.

 

The young artist gave a masterful performance of the Scherzo in C-sharp minor, Op. 39, immediately conveying the restless quality of the music in the opening bars, as well as highlighting the stark contrast between light and shadow throughout the work. Amazingly, Kuszlik shaded the chorale theme and made it different with each appearance. The rippling descending broken chords that follow the chorale theme were played with a beguiling lightness, like shafts of lights shining through the clouds. The tempestuous and fiercely difficult coda was absolutely thrillingly played.

 

The second half of Kuszlik’s recital began with the Fantasy in F minor, Op. 49, the only work of Chopin’s with this particular title. For me, a successful performance of this work has to have a storytelling quality, a feeling of, “Long ago, and far away…” To my ears, Kuszlik’s performance had this quality of a continuing narrative through the music many disparate episodes, but also a feeling of wholeness, or organic unity.

 

Kuszlik’s performance of the Sonata No. 3 in B minor, Op. 58 was simply masterly. It had nobility, beauty and a sense of freshness, of discovery, all the more remarkable given our familiarity with this music. In the first movement, the sense of urgency in the opening flowed very nicely into the beautiful D major theme. Indeed, he made the move from one of a wealth of melodic ideas to the next completely natural and logical, and gave the movement a sense of cohesiveness, rather than meandering from one beautiful idea to another. In the brief scherzo, the enharmonic change that marked the transition from E-flat major to B major was absolutely magical. Kuszlik made this short scherzosounded like a logical intermezzo that took us from the opening movement through to the Largo that follows. This Largo movement was played with much attention to detail, beauty of sound, but with a flowing quality that again took us through Chopin’s many melodic ideas. I was particularly taken with the pains Kuszlik took to highlight the beauty of the composer’s writing for the left hand. He gave the presto non tanto movement an incredible urgency (without any feeling of rushing), a relentless quality, with almost a feeling of desperation, all the way until the work’s cataclysmic ending.

 

At the conclusion of the sonata, the audience gave Mr. Kuszlik a rousing and well-deserved ovation, whereupon he granted us two encores – Brahms Rhapsody in E-flat major, Op. 119, No. 4, which he played with brimming enthusiasm, an infectious vigor and youthful ardour (different from my own view of this work), and the same composer’s Intermezzo in A minor, Op. 116, No. 2, highlight the grey-tinged autumnal colours of the work.

 

In additional to the many of the aforementioned musical qualities of Mr. Kuszlik’s performance, it was, above all, music-making that moves. There is a depth of quality as well as an emotive quality in Mr. Kuszlik’s playing that drew me into his, and Chopin’s, sound world – a rare gift indeed.

 

Illness prevented Rafal Blechacz from fulfilling his engagement in Vancouver, but The Vancouver Chopin Society scored a real coup here in having found Mr. Kuszlik. We look forward to being witnesses to the many subsequent chapters in his artistic journey.

 

 

Monday, January 31, 2022

Orchestral Debut - Charles Richard-Hamelin

I ventured into Vancouver’s Orpheum Theatre last Saturday for my first live Vancouver Symphony Orchestra concert in almost two years. In spite of being masked for an hour and a half, the concert turned out to be a more than worthwhile experience. The programme was tailored for a somewhat scaled-down orchestra because of our present social distancing requirements.

 

Music director Otto Tausk led the orchestra in a spirited reading of Joseph Bologne’s Overture to L’Amant anonyme. It was my first exposure to the music of this French classical composer, a contemporary of Mozart - Bologne was eleven years Mozart’s senior. Born in the West Indies to a planter and an African slave, Bologne was brought to France for education when he was seven. During his adult years, he was active not only as composer, violinist and conductor, but also as a champion fencer. The “overture”, in actuality a symphony in three movements, is composed in the gallant style, and contains a wealth of felicitous melodic materials. It is good that Bologne’s music is becoming better known and more often performed, as he is obviously a highly gifted composer. The orchestra more than rose to the challenges of the music, and Tausk lavished much care into preparing the ensemble in giving a polished performance.

 

The next item on the programme, much better known, was the Pelleas et Melissande Suite by Gabriel Faure. As in the Bologne, this performance was prepared and executed with much care. The justly famous Siciliano was played with great beauty by the flutist Chris James.

 

The great interest of the evening was of course Vancouver Symphony debut of Canadian Charles Richard-Hamelin, silver medalist of the 2015 International Chopin Competition. Hamelin had already given two outstanding solo recitals in Vancouver, but this was his long-awaited debut with the orchestra, one of the last major Canadian orchestras to feature him as concerto soloist. 

 

Appropriately, Hamelin’s choice for his orchestra debut was Chopin’s Piano Concerto No. 1 in E minor.

 

Since 2015, when he burst onto the international music scene with his win in Warsaw, Hamelin has matured both as an artist and musician. The freshness of his playing is still there, in spades, but add to that is now a maturity and depth in the music he plays. 

 

From the first chords of his entry in the first movement, it is easy to see why this young Canadian captured the hearts of the Varsovians and the ears of the jury members, for he demonstrated a complete identification with the Chopin idiom, as well as the logic of the composer’s melodic invention. Even with the large number of pianists who make Chopin a major part of their repertoire, there is only really a handful of true Chopinist in every generation. Charles Richard-Hamelin obviously belongs to this very small and select group. 

 

Hamelin played this work with a large palette of tone colours. His sound is always round and beautiful, and never forced. The shaping of each melodic idea was obviously well thought out, but without sacrificing the feeling of freshness and spontaneity. Every inflection was beautiful and poetic. In the second movement, Hamelin drew us into the very intimate sound world of the composer, and highlighted the great inner beauty inherent in the music. There was a hushed quality in his playing of this music, and the audience responded with the greatest compliment that can be afforded to any artist – silence. The Krakowiak rhythm of the third-movement, a stumbling block for many pianists, was brought to life under Hamelin’s hands. 

 

Chopin’s writing for the orchestra has been the subject of much derision. But if one were to examine the score carefully, one can see that the composer’s orchestration is not only highly sensitive in highlighting the solo part, but offers much beauty in itself, especially in the writing for the woodwinds. Tausk and the orchestra acquitted themselves admirably in playing this difficult score, sensitively supporting Hamelin from first note to last. 

 

The years following the winning of a major competition can be difficult ones for a young artist. After the initial buzz and attention of the musical press (and critical opinion can turn without a moment’s notice), a musician can continue to grow and develop into musical maturity, or an initially promising career can fizzle out if he or she merely keeps riding on the initial sensation. It is apparent that Charles Richard-Hamelin has now firmly established himself as a seasoned and mature artist, and we, the listeners, look forward to the coming chapters of his musical and artistic journey.

 

 

 

Wednesday, June 2, 2021

Chopin Preludes with Charles Richard-Hamelin

The 2015 International Chopin Competition in Warsaw introduced to the world some truly unique artists, who are now all forging their own unique paths in music. Seong Jin Cho, the gold medalist, has been branching out to music by composers other than Chopin, as well as active in collaboration with other musicians. Prizewinner Eric Lu went on to win first prize at the 2018 Leeds International Piano Competition, impressing judges and audience members with the depth and maturity of his interpretation. Charles Richard-Hamelin, silver medalist from the competition, has been continuing his exploration of the music of Chopin and committing to them on disc, in addition to maintaining a busy performing career. The fruits of this young artist’s artistic growth are evident in this latest recording of Chopin’s Preludes, Op. 28 as well as the Andante spianato et Grande polonaise brillante, Op. 22 (Analekta).

 

From the Prelude in C major, it seems evident that Hamelin chooses to let the music speak for itself. There is great naturalness in his approach, and he does not “stretch” or pull the music too much in this brief work. He aptly conveys the relentless sense of gloom in the Prelude in A minor, one of Chopin’s darkest works, as well as faithfully observing the composer’s slentando indication. His playing of the chords in the final bars evokes a calmness and religiosity, as well as giving a much needed resolution. Hamelin plays the G major prelude with elfin lightness, highlighting the quicksilver quality of this music. The contrast with the Prelude in E minor that follows is startling. He achieves the buildup of musical tension through the composer’s subtle harmonic changes, and he quite deliberately avoids a cataclysmic climax at m. 17, as the composer indicates only a forte here. In the Prelude in D major, Hamelin’s subtle rubato gives the feeling that the work is made up of one long-breath phrase. He achieves a beautiful cello sound in the left hand in his playing of the Prelude in B minor, giving us a true legato by his magical pedaling. 

 

In the miniature gem that is the Prelude in A major, Hamelin really takes time to bring out the beauty of each phrase, but managing to give the work an overall arc in its structure. He highlights the dark colours and undercurrent, as well as the swirling harmonic change in the Prelude in F-sharp minor. In the Prelude in E major, he chooses not to bring out the relentless, almost obsessive quality, in this music, but rather its nobility, achieving it with a richness of sound in his playing, as well as by not overdoing the dotted and double-dotted rhythmic figures that recurs over and over again. He plays the Prelude in C-sharp minor with a breathless quality, as well as highlighting the playful, glittering quality of the right hand melody. The beautiful Prelude in B major – my own sentimental favourite – is played with a euphoniousness of the melodic line and an acute awareness of its shape.  Hamelin certainly brings out the absolute wildness of the music in the Prelude in G-sharp minor.

 

The pianist plays the Prelude in F-sharp major with a real sense of buoyancy in the right hand chords and with great beauty in the left hand accompaniment figures. The transition into the Piu lento D-sharp minor section is magical. He plays the Prelude in E-flat minor with greater clarity than many other pianists, highlighting not so much the dark swirling harmonies (which are there, but just not the focus), but taking us through the contours of the melodic line. In the Prelude in D-flat major, I feel that he is highlighting the obsessive quality, with the repeated notes in the left hand, that pervade the entire work. He achieves effective contrast between the tranquility in the opening section and the funereal middle section. Hamelin’s playing of the Prelude in B-flat minor takes my breath away. He underscores the surging quality of the music, and conveys the feeling of a wild chase with the music. His performance of the Prelude in A-flat major gives me the feeling of a complete happiness and contentment. I find his playing of the repeated A-flat pedal notes very beautiful indeed, so beautifully evoking the sounds of distant bells. In the Prelude in F minor, Hamelin plays out the rhetorical nature of the right hand melody as well as the feeling of a brief but violent outburst in this music.

 

In the Prelude in E-flat major, Hamelin effective pedaling highlights the subtle beauty of the harmonic changes. He underscores the sense of broadness Prelude in C minor, and I find the final pianissimo phrase particularly affecting and beautiful. His playing of the Prelude in B-flat major invites us to hear the harmonic changes in the left hand, providing a cushion of sound to the “Chopinesque” right hand melody. The pianist conjures up a little storm in the Prelude in G minor, playing up the composer’s Molto agitato indication to the hilt. The Prelude in F major is played with a beguiling smoothness that evokes the tranquility of the surface of a lake on a beautiful morning.  If the G minor prelude evokes a little storm, the Prelude in D minor is a veritable hurricane – pianist Fou Ts’ong refers to this piece as “Genghis Khan”. Hamelin certainly plays out the utter storm-tossed wildness and abandon of the music, and maintains the almost unbearable tension until the three sonorous low D’s that end the piece, and the set. 

 

In his performance, Hamelin manages to convey the unique character of each prelude, but also a sort of organic unity that ties the pieces together as a set.

 

The artist is utterly convincing in the Andante spianato et Grande polonaise, Op. 22. In the opening andante, one of Chopin’s most lovely melodies (and that’s saying a lot), he spins out the long and smooth legato line like an opera singer. This opening andante serves as a perfect foil to the brilliance of the Grande polonaise. For me, this is one of the composer’s trickiest compositions to play. On top of the considerable technical demands, the even greater challenge is to play the theme, which returns many times, in a way that captures the listener every time. Hamelin succeeds in all counts here, with his uncanny ear and musical instincts bringing out each recurrence of the theme with different colours and inflections. On top of all this, he delivers a performance of this work that is beguilingly stylish.

 

Charles Richard-Hamelin’s latest recording drives home a belief that I have, that every generation will have great Chopin interpreters that will bring fresh and new ideas to the composer’s creations. Like all timeless music, the music of Chopin will continue to beguile, challenge, inspire, and, ultimately, move both musicians and listeners with its otherworldly beauty and a startling originality, no matter how many times we have heard or play these same works. Even in the very crowded catalogue of great Chopin recordings, there is, or should be, room for this one addition. I am certain that this would make a very welcomed addition to your Chopin discography.

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, October 13, 2020

Chasing Chopin

 In the last decade, writers and music scholars seem to have devoted much effort on the life and music of Chopin. Starting with the 2011 update of Adam Zamoyski’s Chopin, to Paul Kildea’s Chopin’s Piano: A Journey Through Romanticism, and to Alan Walker’s masterful and unsurpassable Fryderyk Chopin: A life and Times, these writers address many aspects of the composer’s life and art.

 

Most recently, we have Annik LaFarge’s Chasing Chopin: A Musical Journey Across Three Centuries, Four Countries, and a Half-Dozen Revolutions (Simon & Schuster, 2020), a book that is more difficult to categorize, or to write about.

 

The book grew out of the author’s love of and fascination for Chopin’s famous funeral march, the third movement of his Sonata in B-flat minor, Op. 35. This is a more personal journey of the writer in trying to understand Chopin’s elusive work, a musical creation that, in spite of its title, had no precedent. Throughout the book, the author, I believe, tries to discuss the relevance of the work, and Chopin’s music in general, in today’s world. If we were able to bring Chopin back to our own time, LaFarge, he would, “encounter a world that has much in common with his own: countries invade their neighbors, people flee their warn-torn homelands, often unable to return; barricades go up in city streets; nationalism rages around the globe; new technology brings wave after wave of cultural and social changes; dictators bloviate; individual voices are amplified.” Chopin, she adds, would find his music being “reinvented and reclaimed in so many surprising ways and unusual places.”

 

Indeed, ethnomusicologist and folk music specialist Maria Pomianowska and her folk band attempt to do exactly this, to “reinvent” the music of Chopin. Playing with instrumentalists from many different cultures and ethnicities, she explores how his music might sound in today’s multicultural world, with the influences of music from a myriad of inspirations.

 

In terms of information or knowledge, there isn’t very much here that cannot already be found elsewhere. But then this isn’t meant to be a conventional biography, but an author’s “take” on how Chopin’s music relates to her own life and that of the world around her. 

 

According to the great Polish poet Adam Mickiewicz, “the idea of Poland constituted the nation itself in the hearts of its own people, and that idea could live on, no matter what.” On top of the composer’s genius, the most potent inspiration for Chopin’s creativity is probably the idea of exile, the love of his homeland that is sublimated in his musical creations. This “idea” of Poland permeates every one of the composer’s works, but it is perhaps this very idea that makes Chopin’s music so universally appealing. 

 

The author does address some interesting aspects of Chopin’s art. She devotes some pages to the evolution of the piano up to Chopin’s time, and the composer’s love for the Pleyel piano – perhaps the most famous endorsement of an artist for a brand of instrument. In Chopin’s words, the Pleyel was the instrument for “the enunciation of my innermost thoughts.” 

 

Also important in the current volume’s narrative is Chopin’s love for opera. Chopin arrived in the Paris of Berlioz and Meyerbeer. His love for opera inspired not only his melodic creation but his approach to piano playing. It was, as the author states, also the time of the birth of programmatic music, the year 1830 was the year when Berlioz programmatic Symphonie Fantistique was premiered. For me, it seems ironic that, with all of Chopin’s love for the narrative nature of opera, he resolutely resisted any hint of story-telling in his own music. Unlike his famous contemporary Liszt, none of Chopin’s works carry any programmatic titles. None of Chopin’s compositions would paint any pictures, or tell any story. In this way, Chopin is very much a classicist, leaving the interpreters to draw upon his or her own imagination in playing his music.

 

Perhaps because she herself is a dedicated piano student, LaFarge is also fascinated with Chopin’s teaching. In the midst of the craze for the piano, Chopin also tried to codified his own teaching by writing a piano method, a project he left unfinished. The author addresses many aspects of Chopin’s teaching, from his emphasis on a singing tone as well as comfort of the hands, the use of the wrist to express “breathing” in a musical phrase, and his aim to foster individualism and freedom in his students. 

 

Naturally, no story involving Chopin would be complete without discussing his relationship with George Sand, their infamous trip to Majorca, and their life together at Sand’s house in Nohant. It was in Nohant that Chopin completed work on the Op. 35 sonata. The author suggests that Chopin’s inspiration and model for the sonata could have been Beethoven’s Sonata in A-flat major, Op. 26, one of his favourite Beethoven sonatas, and a work that also included a grand funeral march as its third movement - “Trills on the keyboard evoke drumrolls…and the slowly rising and falling crescendos and decrescendos give the march a sense of dignity and importance” - a description that could also easily fit Chopin’s funeral march. The first public performance of the funeral march was at the composer’s own funeral at La Madeleine church, in an orchestration by the composer Henri Reber, one of the composers to whom Chopin bequeathed his piano method.

 

There are other personal and intriguing stories surrounding and involving the music of Chopin, and the author should be commended in looking hard for evidence of the relevance today of Chopin’s music. Perhaps she needs look no further than to just think about the enduring popularity of his music. From the struggling amateur pianists to towering artists like Arthur Rubinstein, Vladimir Horowitz, and Sergei Rachmaninoff, Chopin’s music remains a touchstone of their repertoire. 

 

LaFarge’s book is a personal journal of musical discovery, a result that grows out of her love for the music of Chopin. It is not, nor does it try to be, a comprehensive overview of the composer’s life, but a highly personal glimpse into various aspects of his art, and a book that betrays the writer’s passion and curiosity for the subject matter.

Sunday, August 2, 2020

A Recital from Żelazowa Wola

I have been enjoying many of the recitals from Å»elazowa Wola, Chopin’s idyllic birthplace outside Warsaw, which comes to us on Sunday afternoons. Today’s artist was the distinguished Polish pianist and pedagogue, Zbigniew Raubo.

 

The opening work, the Mazurka in A-flat major, Op. 50, No. 2 was played with a dignity, an elegance, richness of tone and depth of sound, as well as a complete identification with the style of this music. The rubato was natural and never sounding affected. In the Mazurka in C-sharp minor, Op. 50, No. 3, Chopin’s supreme masterpiece amongst all the mazurkas, Raubo effectively contrasted the range of moods laid out by the composer, taking us all through a panoramic sonic and emotional journey.

 

The artist continued his performance with the Ballade in F minor, Op. 52, playing the opening theme with simplicity, but a panoply of sound colours and tones. Raubo was in complete control of every element of this large work, clearly threading his way through the work’s complex polyphony, and imbuing the work with absolute organic unity, rather than merely a disparate series of beautiful moments. His playing here highlighted the otherworldly beauty of Chopin’s melodic invention, especially in the late works. The treacherously difficult coda was played with a resounding virtuosity and absolute confidence. I found his playing of this great late work of the composer supremely moving.

 

Raubo continued his recital with the Waltz in A-flat major, Op. 34, No. 1, playing this light-hearted work with an easy elegance and effectively conveying the high-spirits and overwhelming joyousness of this music. 

 

In the Nocturne in C minor, Op. 48, No. 1, Raubo’s playing brought across the gravity, high tragedy and utter seriousness of the music. The depth of sound and full tone in his playing served this work particularly well. In the middle chorale-like section, he voiced the chords beautifully, and effectively paced the build-up to the cataclysmic climax before the return of the opening theme, painting a picture of an utterly and completely desolate landscape. 

 

The sadness of the nocturne is immediately dispelled by the beautiful opening passage of the Andante Spianato and Grande Polonaise, Op. 22, for me one of Chopin’s most technically and musically demanding works. Raubo understood the bel canto nature of the Andante section completely, playing the Bellini-like melody with a beguiling beauty of sound. The transitional section was played with a complete identification with the rhythmic intricacies of the music, and transitioning into the brilliance of the Polonaise with complete logic. The Grande Polonaise was played with supreme elegance, as well as utter brilliance and resounding virtuosity.

 

How fortunate we are that even in this time of isolation and uncertainty, we can still enjoy the musical offerings from faraway places, thanks to the wonders of technology. I was thankful for Raubo for his memorable performance. This wonderful series of recitals has brought us performances by many highly gifted young performers. But Raubo’s playing demonstrated an artistry of a higher order, as well as an understanding of the composer’s aesthetics and musical invention that comes from a lifetime of study, practice and maturation. For me, this was and is an artist and musician that shows a complete identification with the music of Chopin. 

 

I had been saddened by news of the postponement of the International Chopin Competition in Warsaw, as I was looking forward to my first visit to Poland. I hope that medicine and science will give us the solution to overcome the Corona virus, so that I will have an opportunity to visit the fabled land of Chopin, Arthur Rubinstein and Saint John-Paul II.

 

 

 

 

 

Saturday, February 23, 2019

Chopin's Last Concert

For the second year in a row, Early Music Vancouver and The Vancouver Chopin Society jointly host a period piano specialist in a Chopin recital. This year, pianist Tobias Koch graced the stage of Christ Church Cathedral with two programmes. Last night’s recital was a “reimagining”, or recreation of the last recital Chopin played on October 4, 1848 in Edinburgh. Appropriately, Koch played on a restored 1852 Broadwood Boudoir Grand piano, as did Chopin (not the same Broadwood obviously), the same programme that was on that last recital.

Even though there were no “big” works presented – no “Heroic” Polonaise, noSonatas, no Scherzi– the programme was a formidable one, especially considering Chopin’s extremely weakened state. The composer was apparently so weak at this point that he had to be carried up the stairs. For a man with such delicate health, the evening must have presented an enormous physical challenge. 

Mr. Koch appears to be a man of robust health, but his playing throughout the evening recalled for me the delicacy of how Chopin must have played. Mazurkastook the pride of place in last night’s concert – Mazurkain A-flat major, Op. 7, No. 4, 3 Mazurkasfrom Op. 7, and all three Mazurkasfrom Op. 59. Koch’s playing of the Mazurkas was, to my ears, idiomatic and completely convincing. The artist plays these “dances of the soul” with much rubato, probably more than we are used to today. In many ways, his playing of Chopin probably harkens back to the days of Cortot and Paderewski, in the freedom of expression, as well as the generous use of breaking the notes between the hands, something that is frowned upon by some today. In these Mazurkas, Koch also made us aware of the element of silence, and the idea of punctuating the music with it. He brought out the heartbreak in the Mazurka in A minor(Op. 59, No. 1), the Gallic elegance in the Mazurka in A-flat major(Op. 59, No. 2), and the robust energy of the Mazurka in F-sharp minor(Op. 59, No. 3).

The artist’s playing of the Impromptu No. 1 in A-flat major, Op. 29 gave the impression of one long breath from beginning to end. In the Op. 25 Etudes(Nos. 1, 2, 7 and 5), the legato playing was quite remarkable, with one note seemingly dissolved into, or fused with, the next. Under Koch’s hands, I heard, especially in these Etudes, completely new colours. In the E minor Etude(Op. 25, No. 5), the opening 16thnote-8thnote motifs sounded like splashes of colours. The gorgeous left hand melody at m. 45 was played with palpable warmth and a glowing beauty in the sound.

In the Nocturne in C-sharp minor, Op. 27, No. 1, Koch really gave the sense of the music floating and the melody gliding along with it. The dynamic at the passionate outburst at m. 49 (marked fff) sounded less forceful because of the limited dynamic, but no less passionate. In the two Op. 27 Nocturnes, the Nocturne in B major, Op. 62, No. 1, as well as the Berceuse, Op. 57, there was truly remarkable legatoand cantabileplaying throughout.

It was said that Chopin never gave two performances that were the same, and that he would always give the impression that he was improvising. In the 19thcentury, pianists would sometimes interpolate notes into certain passages when they played Chopin. Koch observed this tradition (again, something almost no modern pianists would attempt, or would have the know-how to do so) in his playing of the Grand Valse Brillante in E-flat major, Op. 18 as well as in the Nocturne in D-flat major, Op. 27, No. 2, but doing so always very much within the bounds of good taste, and with a sense of appropriateness. 

In the Prelude in E major, Op. 28, No. 9, the dynamic range was a little narrower than what we are used to with performances on a modern instrument, but without sacrificing the sense of drama or grandeur. The Prelude in C-sharp minorthat follows was played with a breathtaking lightness.

Koch’s playing of the Prelude in C-sharp minor, Op. 45 really highlighted the inner beauty of this remarkable and very forward-looking miniature. In the Ballade in A-flat major, Op. 47, he brought out the intricate design, as well as many inner voices that are so often buried. I really liked his pacing in this long and tricky work, as well as the characters he brought to each section of the music. I was first surprised by the relatively subdued way he played the coda and ending. However, when I examined the score, I noticed for the first time that the composer only marked fortethroughout.

Throughout the evening, Koch’s playing was imaginative, idiomatic, soulful and always musical. The relatively soft sound of the Broadwood piano made me feel as if I was eavesdropping on someone’s playing for oneself. Through a combination of the much-darkened hall, the beautiful sound of the Broadwood, and Koch’s playing, the result was a truly magical evening. 

In the pre-concert talk, Koch spoke about his choice of playing with the printed music, indicating that it really had been the tradition until Liszt, who started playing “by heart”. In addition, Koch shared with the audience that he always learns something, even in the middle of a performance, when he has the score in front of him. Indeed, playing from the heart is always more important than playing by heart. 

While we would, regretfully, never know how Chopin really played, Koch’s magical performance made me feel that we had been transported back in time. Judging from the inspiring silence throughout the evening, I have a feeling that the audience felt the same as well.




Sunday, November 11, 2018

A Biographical Masterpiece

A great composer deserves a great biography. Of great biographies, we can easily think of Henry-Louis de la Grange lifelong devotion to Gustav Mahler and his music, resulting in a magisterial four-volume biography (the first volume has yet to be republished by Oxford University Press, as promised). Of course we also have Ernest Newman’s reams of writing on Wagner and his music. With composers like Haydn, Beethoven and Mozart, we have, and continue to have, countless outstanding biographies. 

In spite of his enormous popularity, Fryderyk Chopin has not been as well served by music historian, at least not in English. We have of course many “music appreciation” type books on the composer, but nothing really that can be counted as a scholarly study on the composer’s life and work. James Huneker’s 1900 book, Chopin, the man and his music, is a highly personal account of the composer’s life and work. Among recent attempts, Adam Zamoyski’s Chopin, Prince of the Romantics, has much to be recommended. 

Alan Walker’s Fryderyk Chopin – A Life and Times(Farrar, Straus and Giroux, New York, 2018) is one of the best musical biographies I have read in a long time. Certainly this is the best book I have read about Chopin. We all know Walker as the author of the excellent studies on Liszt. Walker devoted ten years of his life into writing the current volume on Chopin, and the result is this absolutely outstanding addition to Chopin scholarship.

With a composer like Chopin, whose storied life (the exile from homeland, the flight to Majorca, and the early death from tuberculosis) and “romantic” music seems to be an open invitation to embellishment and mythmaking. The grossest distortion to Chopin’s story has to be Hollywood’s attempt at chronicling the composer’s life in the 1945 film A Song to Remember. A major challenge when writing about Chopin is to separate the myths from the truth. Another obstacle facing the writer is the fact that Poland, and therefore much of the primary source material regarding Chopin, was for so many decades closed off to the world behind the iron curtain. 

I was taught by a music historian not to read too much of the composer’s life into his music. Which begs the question of, why a biography then? Walker himself tries to answer this question at the outset of the volume with these words, “Chopin’s music everywhere keeps an interest in his life alive.” He went on to say that our fascination with Chopin’s music draw us “to consider the time-honored questions that follow in its wake. What kind of person wrote it? When and where did he live, and with whom? What were the conditions that aroused the creative process from its slumbers, and what induced it to fall asleep again?” It is in the clamor for answers that the biographer takes possession of his field.” Over the course of the next seven hundred plus pages, Walker goes far beyond answering these questions that he posed.

Walker does more than most English biographers in tracing the lineage of Chopin’s origin. In 1787, a sixteen-year-old Nicolas Chopin left his native France and moved to Poland. He broke completely with his past and even kept from his children all knowledge of his French origin. The fact that he was born in the village of Marainville, in the province of Lorraine, on April 15, 1771, would have been obscured from history if it had not been the fact that he was forced to declare them when he had to apply for a pension later. After the first partition of Poland in 1772, the Polish population of Lorraine grew, and a thriving Polish Ã©migrés community was the result. A Polish nobleman, Count MichaÅ‚Jan Pac purchased the château of Marainville, and the industrious and loyal Nicolas Chopin caught the attention of the count’s estate manager, Adam Weydlich and his Parisian born wife. With the count’s passing in 1787 and the sell of his properties, and perhaps fearing the uncertainties of the impending French Revolution, Weydlich went back to Warsaw, and took Nicolas with them. Chopin embraced Poland as his home, and “generated a powerful sense of patriotism that was to become the single most unifying influence in the life of his closely knitted family.” He even adopted the Polish form of his name, MikoÅ‚aj, which he never abandoned. This love for Poland was certainly instilled in all his children, and permeated every element of the composer’s creative inspiration. 

The early period of MikoÅ‚aj’s life came to an end when he gained a position as tutor to the children of Countess Ludwika Skarbek at her estate at Å»elazowa Wola, a place that would forever be associated with Chopin. Countess Skarbek’s eldest son Fryderyk Skarbek would become a man of letters and professor of economics at Warsaw University, as well as Chopin’s godfather.

Chopin’s mother Justyna was the daughter of Jakub Krzyżanowski, a longtime administrator of the Countess Skarbek’s estates. When Jakub died, the Countess brought Justyna to Å»elazowa Wola as housekeeper, where she met MikoÅ‚aj. Justyna was a devout Catholic and regular churchgoer, and often took Chopin with her to Catholic services. The author postulated that her singing voice would have been among the first sounds the infant Chopin heard. One of the songs she frequently sang, JużmiesiÄ…c zeszedÅ‚(“The Moon Has Risen”) was later incorporated into Chopin’s Fantasy on Polish Airs, Op. 13. Many years later George Sand commented that Justyna was the only woman Chopin ever loved. Perhaps his own attraction to the more experienced and worldly-wise Sand was his quest for a substitution for a maternal figure in his life. 

Chopin was baptized in the Church of Saint Roch in Brochów, where the curate registered his birth as February 22nd. All his life, Chopin and his family insisted that his birthdate was March 1st. Chopin’s baptismal certificate indicated that the infant was baptized ex aqua, meaning that the baptism would have been carried out, as an emergency, at home with ordinary water, an indication that Chopin’s health was precarious even as an infant. Chopin’s Catholic upbringing would not withstand the onslaught of secular influence once he left Poland. 

There were four children from MikoÅ‚aj and Justyna’s marriage – Fryderyk was the only male child. Emilia, Chopin’s youngest sister, and supposedly the family’s other budding genius, died of tuberculosis when she was fourteen. It should be mentioned that tuberculosis was extremely common in Poland at the beginning of the 19thcentury, and it was estimated that one-fifth of the population of Central Europe succumbed to the disease. 

In 1810, there was an opening for a French instructor at the Warsaw Lyceum. Because of the glowing recommendation of Count Fryderyk Skarbek, MikoÅ‚aj was offered the position. Seeing the opportunities Warsaw would offer him and his children, he accepted the offer, and the entire Chopin family relocated to Warsaw. MikoÅ‚aj’s improved financial situation allowed him to the purchase of a Buchholtz grand piano, which remained Chopin’s favourite piano while he lived in Poland. The young man started piano lessons with Wojciech Å»ywny, who would turned out to be the only formal piano teacher Chopin ever had. Å»ywny was a great lover of the music of Bach, and instilled in Chopin a love for his music. Bach’s 48 Preludes and Fugues would become Chopin’s constant companions. The polyphonic subtleties and complexities of Chopin’s compositions, especially the later works, is something that even many musicians overlook. 

Throughout Chopin’s years of study with Å»ywny, he was encouraged to go on improvising at the piano and composing. Even as a mature composer, everything he composed began as an improvisation, and he was never able to compose away from the piano. Reportedly, even when performing his own compositions, Chopin made it sound like he was improvising. His first published composition was a Polonaise in G minor, from 1817. 

Because of his obvious talents as well as his later schooling at the Warsaw Lyceum (where his father taught) Chopin had many encounters with the noble families. These encounters, and his lifelong attention to personal grooming, helped mold his character and behaviour, and the polish and refinement of his later years owed much to these youthful experiences. Unlike Mozart, who was treated like a curiosity as a child and a servant as a man, and perhaps because times were changing, Chopin was often treated as an equal, sometimes even as a friend, by his highborn admirers. Even at an early age, Chopin disliked performing in front of a large audience, preferring to play in the intimacy of a salon, and in front of a small (and distinguished) audience.

Of particular importance were his summer vacations to the Polish countryside, often at the invitation of his well-bred schoolmates in the Warsaw Lyceum. His holidays in Szafarnia (1824-1825), Kowalewo (1827), and Mazovia (1828) exposed to the unique melodies and rhythm of Polish folk music. Although Chopin rarely admitted folk music into his composition, the elements, or the essence of music from the Polish countryside became an integral part of his creativity, such that so many of his works sound so unmistakably “Polish”. 

When he began his studies at the Warsaw High School for Music, he had the good fortunate to have as composition teacher Joseph Elsner, who recognized the unusual gifts of his young prodigy and allowed him a great deal of latitude in his assignments. Chopin took six hours of instruction each week from Elsner in harmony, counterpoint, orchestration, and composition. The author comments on Chopin’s supposed inability to write for orchestra, stating that, “as a criticism it lacks merit.” Attempts to reorchestrate Chopin’s concerti to change the balance are, according to Walker, unnecessary, since such efforts “do nothing that a sensitive conductor cannot achieve in a single rehearsal.” The author adds, “The piano and its orchestral accompaniment are well matched, the orchestra providing a perfect foil against which the piano is able to beguile us with one virtuosic effect after another.” In writing for orchestra, Chopin was not setting out to be a second Berlioz. 

The composition that attracted outside attention for Chopin, a set of variations on Mozart’s “Làci darem la mano” from Don Giovanni, was actually an end of term assignment for Elsner, who thought highly enough of the work to send it to Tobias Haslinger in Vienna with a recommendation for publication. A printed copy of the work somehow found its way to Schumann, which prompted “one of the most famous imperatives in the annuals of music criticism, ‘Hats off, gentlemen, a genius!’” In the spring of 1828, Chopin also made the acquaintance of Hummel, and forged a warm relationship with the older composer and pianist.

Chopin made his first official performances outside of Poland in 1829, with two performances in Vienna. With these performances, his unique genius was recognized and his reputation secured. In the same year, in a letter to his friend Tytus Woyciechowski, Chopin first made reference to his celebrated Studies, Op. 10, works that, for the first time, bridged the practice studio with the concert hall, and changed piano playing forever. 

Walker offered some insightful words into Chopin’s friendship with the aforementioned Tytus Woyciechowski, a fellow student at the Warsaw Lyceum. In 1829, Chopin had fallen in love with a singer, Konstancja GÅ‚adkowska, a romance now remembered as the inspiration for his incredibly beautiful piano concerti. In 1828, Tytus had to abandon his studies to help his family run their large estate at Poturzyn, three hundred kilometers away from Warsaw. This separation between the friends prompted a string of letters that revealed Chopin’s state of mind, and led to some misinterpretation regarding Chopin’s sexual feelings.  Chopin’s letters to Tytus contain sentiments more suited when writing to a lover than a friend, thereby leading some biographers to make the conjecture that Chopin was experiencing some latent homosexual feelings. 

The author explains that the Polish language “lends itself to extravagant forms of address between two men that the rest of the world might regard as uncomfortably sensual. This was particularly true in a bygone age when chivalrous, high-flown salutations were the norm.” The author reminds us that translation also sometimes leads to the loss of a certain amount of poetry, as well as some elements of truth. In addition, Chopin may have been experiencing “a state of psychological confusion”, and “began to divert some of his innermost thoughts of love and even of sexual desire away from his ‘distant beloved’ and transfer them onto his best friend.” He also writes, “It is clear that Chopin had no idea how to handle the emotions surging within him, or to whom he should confess them. In the event, he turned not to Konstancja, perhaps fearing rejection, but to Tytus.”

At the end of Chopin’s farewell concert before leaving Poland (forever, as it turned out), he and Konstancja exchanged rings.  Walker reminds us that, “there is no evidence that this symbolized a betrothal. Eventually Konstancja married into a wealthy family, probably bending to her mother wishes. As an old woman, she expressed surprise when she learnt how much she had meant to the young composer. In any event, Konstancja GÅ‚adkowska became one of many names history would have easily forgotten had it not been her association with the composer.

Chopin was in Stuttgart when the Warsaw Uprising broke out. His “Stuttgart diary” revealed his tumultuous state of mind. Walker reveals that when the diary was first published in 1871, its authenticity was doubted. It was thought that, “the fastidious Chopin, who was always so careful to groom himself in word and deed when presenting himself to others, could have penned such violent lines.” It was through handwriting analysis that the diary was proved to be genuine. In the diary, Chopin wrote, “I am…only able to pour out my grief at the piano.”  According to one of many legends surrounding the composer, it was then that Chopin composed the so-called “Revolutionary” Study, Op. 10, No. 12. Even with the violently aggressive mood of the work, historical evidence could neither prove nor disprove this assertion, especially when the composer was silent about the subject. One should remember that Chopin’s music, regardless of the title, is never “programmatic”.

The young composer’s original destination was not Paris but London. The visa on his passport contains the phrase – Passeport en passant par Paris Ã Londres. After settling permanently in Paris, he often used the phrase facetiously, saying to his friends that he was only in Paris “in passing”.

After the Warsaw Uprising and its aftermath, Paris became home to many displaced Poles, including among them many poets, journalists, painters, musicians, aristocrats, statesmen and generals. For the rest of his life, Chopin would feel most at home amongst members of the Polish diaspora, and enjoyed a high profile among his compatriots. Within this group, two names would be most associated with Chopin – Julian Fontana and Wojciech GrzymaÅ‚a. 

Fontana was a talented musician and pianist, “who became Chopin’s trusted amanuensis, his chief musical copyist, and the editor of his posthumous works”, not to mention all purpose gofer. 

Wojciech GrzymaÅ‚a had lived a colourful life, having participated in the Decembrist movement to overthrow Tsar Nicholas I. He was at one point director of the Bank of Poland. When the Warsaw Uprising broke out, he was in London, where he aligned himself with the rebel government. Condemned to death in absentia by the Russians, he moved to Paris in 1831, and became chairman of the Polish bank , president of L’Avenir Maritime Insurance Company, and co-founder of the Polish Literary Society. Probably Chopin’s most trusted friend and confidant (this is something that most Chopin biographers agree on), the more than seventy letters he received from the composer reveal to us much about his life. He also played an important role in bringing Chopin and George Sand together.

With letters of introduction in his hands, Chopin set out to meet members of the Parisian musical establishment. Two figures that Chopin met deserve to be mentioned here. Fredrich Kalkbrenner, one of the leading pianists of the day, whose proficiency at the keyboard was only exceeded by the size of his ego. Kalkbrenner proposed that Chopin become his pupil for three years, during which time he would acquire a “solid foundation” and would emerge as a “finished artist”! Even after Chopin (tactfully) turned down this outrageous offer, Kalkbrenner’s early support turned out to be helpful for the young composer. Through Kalkbrenner, Chopin also met, Camille Pleyel, the piano manufacturer whose instruments became closely associated with Chopin. 

Chopin’s initial prospects in Paris were bleak, and funds were quickly running low. The turning point came after a successful appearance, as a substitute for an ailing Kalkbrenner, at Salle Pleyel. One member of the audience was a twenty-two year old Franz Liszt. Walker dispelled the myth that a close friendship existed between the two artists. In the words of the author, “Whatever camaraderie existed between them in the early years was of brief duration and ended in discord…Nor were the musical links between the pair particular profound.” Chopin was also critical of Liszt’s role as a grand seigneur, when he was wowing audiences all over Europe with his virtuosity. Again in Walker’s words, “The ‘triumph of spectacle’ dismayed Chopin and dampened their friendship.”

As Chopin became better known in Paris, he became much in demand as a teacher to the aristocrats, or simply the wealthy. This “teaching mill”, as Walker calls it, not royalties from his compositions or proceeds from playing concerts, became Chopin’s major source of income. When Chopin’s health deteriorated in his last years, he was forced to cancel his lessons, and his finances became precarious. In any event, by 1832, a link with the Rothschild family, one of Europe’s most powerful banking families, was established, and Chopin’s prospects had been transformed.

Another significant name associated with Chopin was the pianist and composer John Field. Chopin attended three of Field’s appearances in Paris in 1832. He was “curious to hear the Irish pianist with whom he had so often been compared.” Probably Field was by then passed his prime, because Chopin found his playing “dry and colorless.” On his part, Field made no attempt to meet Chopin, dismissing him as a “sickroom talent”. Although many today downplay Field’s influence on Chopin, no one could “take away from Field his crowning contribution to the history of piano music, the nocturne.” Suffice it to say that Chopin took from Field’s invention and infused it with his inimitable genius. Whereas Field’s nocturnes are pretty, every one of Chopin’s pieces with the same title is a unique miniature tone poem. In a letter to Elsner, Chopin wrote the prophetic words about his goals in music, “To create for myself a new world.” To that end, he certainly did.

At this point, Walker took a hiatus from Chopin’s life, and devoted an extended chapter titled, “Chopin and the Keyboard: The Raphael of the Piano”, where he highlights and discusses the many unique features of Chopin’s piano writing and his approach to piano technique. For today’s musicians and music lovers, Chopin’s music has become so familiar to us that we forget how original, groundbreaking and utterly exotichis music must have been to his contemporaries. It was Heinrich Heine who eulogized Chopin as the “Raphael of the piano”. Heine pointed out that what distinguished Chopin from the keyboard acrobats of his day was his lack of interest as an end to itself. He added that Chopin “belonged to no school, he subscribed to no dogma. Everything he knew about piano playing he had discovered for himself.”

What was interesting in a discussion of Chopin’s compositions lies not only in what he does, but what he does not do. Four things stand out here. Chopin never uses the tremolando in his compositions, an effect that was used extensively by Liszt, especially in his operatic paraphrases and transcriptions. Likewise, we never find in Chopin “those quick-fire single-note reiterations that Liszt turned into a signature effect.” Nor do we find that thundering “alternating octaves which Liszt made so much his own that they bear his name: ‘Liszt octaves.’” Lastly, we search in vain in Chopin’s music for the glissando, another effect that abounds in the music of Liszt. As a composer, Chopin’s aesthetic and musical outlook was uniquely different from composers that came before or after.

Then there was also the question of how much Chopin was influenced by Bellini. Chopin did not hear any of Bellini’s music in Warsaw. In 1832, he heard Il pirataand La sonnambulaat the Paris Opera. Reportedly, Bellini’s music had a powerful effect on Chopin. Ferdinand Hiller revealed that during a performance of Normathey attended together, “Chopin had tears in his eyes as he heard Giovanni Rubini singing great cantilenas towards the end of Act II. Walker postulated that in Bellini’s music Chopin would have recognized his second self.

Although Chopin was briefly engaged to Maria WodziÅ„ska, daughter of a wealthy landowner whose brother was Chopin’s classmate at the Lyceum, the one romantic liaison in the composer’s short life has to be his association with George Sand. Walker traced Sand’s family line in some detail, and we learned that her father, Maurice Dupin, “could trace his ancestry from a bloodline going back to Frederich-August of Saxony, who became King Augustus II of Poland.”

Sand heard Chopin play on October 19, 1836, at one of Marie d’Agoult’s soirées, and was enraptured by Chopin’s playing. Chopin was at first repelled by her appearance and manners. Sand certainly pull out all the stops in pursuing Chopin. She made several attempts to entice him to her country estate in Nohant. After hearing Chopin play again in April of 1838, she sent him a note, saying, “I adore you.” Chopin “seems to have held himself in reserve for an unconscionably long time.” Nevertheless, by July of 1838, they had become lovers. 

So much has been written about the Sand-Chopin romance, not the least of which by Sand herself in her autobiography, Histoire de ma vie, that it is now difficult, not only to separate myth from truth, but to look at the relationship objectively. Walker points out that even though many biographers paint Sand in a totally negative light, George Sand “gave Chopin exactly the right domestic environment in which to compose. During their long liaison he was to create some of his greatest works, and when the break came the fountain of music started to die within him.” In addition, we must remember that as Chopin’s health continues to deteriorate, their relationship soon transformed from lovers to one of caregiver and patient. Scholars have conjectured that by the summer of 1839, Chopin and Sand had already ceased having sexual relations.

Sand and Chopin’s infamously ill-fated trip to Majorca was first suggested to Sand by a friend, in response to concerns for Chopin’s health in the coming winter months. Never did she consider the inconveniences and barriers they were to face in this still largely unfamiliar place. According to Walker, the island’s “mystery was all part of its appeal and once the idea was fixed in her mind she rationalized away every objection.” The trip was to be their “honeymoon”, and also one way to get away from the gossip of Paris, and to keep news of their liaison from reaching Chopin’s very devoutly Catholic family. 

We have come to associate Chopin’s many masterworks during this time with the Pleyel piano he had ordered to be delivered to him on the island. The truth was that the Pleyel was still languishing in the Palma custom in December of 1838, and did not reach Chopin until January of 1839. Most of the Preludes(Op. 28) had been composed on “an inferior local piano”. The story of this local piano is well told by Paul Kildea in his recent book, Chopin’s Piano – A Journey Through Romanticism(Penguin Books). All he did when the Pleyel finally arrive was to put finishing touches on the Preludes. By January 22nd, only about a month later, Chopin had already sent the manuscript to Fontana for copying and preparation for publication.

As the weather on the island took a turn for the worse, Chopin became gravely ill, and Sand was forced to plan a return trip. But it was not until June 1st, 1839 that they all arrived at Nohant. From that point on, until their final separation in 1847, Chopin was to compose some of his great mature works. For this, we again have to credit for her role as Chopin’s caregiver.

Between 1839 and 1843, Chopin’s financial situation continued to improve. He continued to be a sought-after teacher (his fee was 20 francs a lesson), and his manuscripts were sold to various publishers for considerable sums. Publication of his many works further bolstered his image, and his reputation as a teacher. Those who could afford his fees would all flock to play these beautiful compositions for the composer. Although many of his pupils became his students only because they could afford it, he did teach some that were genuinely talented. Some of the names of notable pianists who studied with Chopin include Friederike Müller, Karol Mikuli (who later published his own edition of Chopin’s music), Adolf Gutmann (the dedicatee of the composer’s C-sharp minor Scherzo), Princess Marcelina Czartoryska (whose playing supposedly most resembled the composer’s, but was prevented from having a musical career because of her elevated societal position), and perhaps mostly notably, Károly Filtsch. Filtsch’s talent was so obviously great that Chopin did much to promote his young protégé amongst his aristocratic supporters. Filtsch was the only pupil to whom Chopin gave composition lessons. Preserved for posterity is an “assignment” Chopin gave Filtsch, “to compose an impromptu of his own, based on the one in G-flat major by Chopin that he knew so well.”

The death of MikoÅ‚aj Chopin in 1844 gives us a glimpse into not only the Chopin-Sand relationship, but also the societal mores of the 19thcentury. Apparently Chopin’s grief was so great that he found himself unable to write to his sister Justyna, and Sand wrote to Justyna on Chopin’s behalf. In the letter, there was no mention of any romantic attachment between her and Chopin. She refers to Chopin merely as “my dearest friend”, which to Walker almost implies that she considers Chopin as one of her children. In Justyna’s reply, she uses the same vague language, and entrusted Chopin to Sand’s “maternal care.” Justyna implores Sand to be Chopin’s guardian angel, “as you have been an angel of consolation to me, and accept our respectful gratitude, which you may be sure equals your invaluable devotion and care” - interesting words that skirted around the ménage Ã deuxthat must have been all too well known to Chopin’s family.

The eventual dissolution of the liaison between Chopin and Sand had had a long evolution. It began in 1845, when Chopin was forced to let go of his Polish manservant, who had been quarreling with Sand’s maidservant. Tension continued to simmer, and often confrontations happened over seemingly trivial matters. The final rupture took place because Sand had accused Chopin of taking sides in Sand’s daughter’s (Solange) marriage to Auguste Clésinger, who turned out to be nothing more than a fortune hunter.

Sand’s way of dealing with their dying romance was to write a novel, heavily slanted to her favour, out of “the dying embers of their love affair”. The story, Lucrezia Floriani, is an old-fashioned romance, a veiled account of her years with Chopin. It turned out to be a book that did well financially, but did nothing to further her literary reputation. Surprisingly, Chopin, who read the manuscript of the novel, could not (or chose not to?) recognize himself in it. In the final letters they wrote to each other, Chopin left the door open for some form of reconciliation, but Sand “had closed it with a vengeance.” She tried to dismantle everything around her that reminded her of Chopin. In a seventy-one page (!) letter she wrote to a friend, she said, “For nine years, although I was so full of life, I was bound to a corpse.” Other than a single chance meeting, the two were never to see each other again. 

Naturally, his friends rallied around him. Among his friends, he saw much of the Czartoryskis, Delacroix, the painter whose portrait of Chopin is now synonymous with his image as a romantic figure, and he deepened his friendship with Alkan, a highly original and famously reclusive composer. Between 1847 and 1848, he taught whenever his health permitted him to. He also began to suffer periodic financial hardships.

Chopin gave his first public concert in six years on February 16th, 1848 at the Salle Pleyel. All three hundred seats were sold within hours, and six hundred people were placed on a waiting list.  At the recital he was surrounded by friends sitting around the piano on the platform. On February 22ndrevolution broke out in Paris, and Louis-Philippe, the “Citizen King”, was deposed. George Sand traveled to the capital to celebrate the proclamation of a republic with her left-leaning friends. Chopin was strictly a monarchist, and regretted the chain of events taking place around him. With the revolution, many of Chopin’s wealthy left Paris for safer environs, and Chopin found himself with a depleted income. He decided to accept a long-standing invitation from his Scottish pupil Jane Stirling to visit and give concerts in Britain. This last journey of Chopin, richly documented, was to prove detrimental to his health. He gave his first appearance in London on May 10th, using his own Pleyel grand rather than the Broadwood, with whose firm he had an agreement to use their instruments exclusively for his tour. Apparently Chopin had not yet gotten used to the heavier action of the Broadwood. Chopin also performed in Manchester and Glasgow, in public spaces as well as in stately homes, all arranged by Jane Stirling. 

Chopin gave his last public concert on October 4th, the only concert in his career in which there were no supporting artists. By the end of his visit to England and Scotland, Chopin was physically exhausted, and he felt suffocated by Stirling’s mothering and overbearing kindness (the language barrier probably did not help either). Chopin left England on November 23rd, and arrived at his home after a difficult journey. He had been away for seven months.

In the now famous photographic portrait of Chopin, a daguerreotype taken by Louis-Auguste Bisson in 1847, we see a man already worn down by illness, one who was seemingly carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, a far cry from the idealized, almost Byronic, image created by Delacroix. 

Upon returning from England his state of health had deteriorated to such an extent that he could no longer teach. Chopin was so weak that he had to be carried up a flight of stairs. He continued to have the company of good friends; Jane Stirling and her sister continued to provide financial as well as practical support to his everyday needs. Stirling was very much in love with Chopin, but her feelings were not reciprocated, and their friendship remained very much platonic.

Walker conceded that it is difficult to reconstruct Chopin’s last days, not because of a paucity of witnesses, but because there are too many. Eyewitness account of Chopin’s death by Ludwika (Chopin’s sister), GrzymaÅ‚a, Solange (George Sand’s daughter), Adolf Gutmann, Princess Marcelina Czartoryska, Pauline Viardot, Delfina Potocka, and of course Jane Stirling, “have burdened posterity with so many contradictions that the biographer proceeds at his peril.” Walker feels that that only accounts by Ludwika, GrzymaÅ‚a, Solange, and Czartoryska, who were all actually present at the moment of Chopin’s death, can be totally trusted. As with the death of any celebrity, there would have been curiosity seekers hoping to catch a glimpse of the famous composer. Chopin requested that Delfina sing for him, but even what she sang became a matter of some conjecture. According to Walker, the story of Chopin’s deathbed return to the Catholic faith is dubious.

Chopin died on October 17th, 1849, at two o’clock in the morning. He was thirty-nine years old. His heart was removed, placed in a crystal jar and preserved in alcohol, and taken to Warsaw, to its final resting place in the Church of the Holy Cross. Another request was to have the Mozart Requiemperformed at his funeral service. This expensive undertaking was underwritten again by the ever-faithful Jane Stirling and Mrs. Erskine, her sister. Here, Walker dispels one more myth, that there is no truth that as his coffin was lowered, an urn of Polish soil was sprinkled over his grave.

The one wish of the composer that was, thankfully, not carried out, was for his unpublished compositions to be burned after his death. Ludwika brought the manuscripts back to Poland with her, and the Chopin family entrusted Julian Fontana with the publication of these works. If not for her efforts, the world would have been deprived of the Fantasie-Impromptu, 8Mazurkas, 5 Waltzes, 3 Polonaises, the Nocturne in E minorFuneral March in C minorRondo in C major for two pianos, and 16 Polish Songs.

Within two weeks of Chopin’s funeral Ludwika received a letter from Liszt, expressing his desire to write “a few pages” in honor of Chopin’s memory. Liszt supplied Ludwika with a “questionnaire” about the composer’s life. She felt this to be intrusive, and passed the questions on to Jane Stirling, who did her best to answer Liszt’s questions. Liszt’s book on Chopin turned out to be more fiction than fact, and perhaps served to further his own reputation than that of Chopin. 

Walker outlines the attempts by many to write a Chopin biography. Unfortunately, many biographers merely continued to perpetuate the myths. It was only until Frederick Niecks’ book that “Chopin’s biography was removed from the realm of imagination and fantasy and placed firmly in the field of musicology.” His book, Frederick Chopin as Man and Musician, published in 1888, was up to that point the most reliable book written about Chopin. Walker also credited Ferdynand Hoesick’s books on Chopin, Chopin: Å»ycie I twórczość(Chopin: His Life and Work, in three volumes) and Chopiniana (Chopin’s correspondence – comprising letters to his family and friends). Hoesick never did manage to get his work translated into English, perhaps because, as Walker says, the book is “not just exhaustive but exhausting.”

The author also devoted pages to the controversial issue of the Chopin-Potocka letters, long believed to be genuine correspondence between the composer and Delfina Potocka. The letters are unusual because of the language does not fit that of the usually very refined Chopin. According to the author, “Some of the fragments are openly scatological, containing erotic passages and sexual innuendos of a kind that cannot be found elsewhere in Chopin’s published correspondence.” Walker outlines the heated debate surrounding the provenance of the letters. It was not until forensic analysis of the letters that proved beyond a doubt that the letters were fabricated. 

While reading this biographical masterpiece, I was completely engrossed by Walker’s passion on the subject, his invaluable insights into the composer’s life and work, and his skill as writer and storyteller, making this astounding book a compelling read. With this book, we get a three dimensional picture of, and a revelatory examination into, the man and the composer, his contemporaries, as well as the times in which he lived. I believe this to be the finest English language biography of Chopin available today. Certainly this is the most thorough and detailed examination of the composer’s life and work I have seen. The present volume rather makes previous biographies pale by comparison, and the high standards set by Alan Walker will make it a tall order for future biographers to better. I know that this is a book I will be returning to many times. I am certain that I will learn something new every time I read it.

And how fitting it is that on this, the year Poland celebrates the 100thAnniversary of its regained independence, to have such a masterful biography of the composer whose music has come to embody the spirit of Poland.

If you are a lover of the music of Chopin, a pianist who loves to play Chopin, or if you have a love for 19thcentury music or history, run out to your nearest bookstore and buy this book. Read it; study it. I promise that your efforts will be richly rewarded.

Patrick May