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I've had to restrain myself from listening to several pieces of music recently, because I've been overplaying them and, while I *do* like them, and *do* experience the frequent urge to hear them, I find I don't enjoy hearing them anymore.
I speak this as I spin for what will hopefully be the last time in a few months L'automne by Albeniz. I figure it might be a good idea to place a cap on my itunes->ipod playlist, so it won't incude anything that's been played more than, say, 15 times.
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« Reply #1 on: 00:07:22, 15-02-2008 » |
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Not so much listening but playing - Dowland's " Fortune, my foe". I suppose I have been a bit keen on Lully's " Marche pour la cérémonie des Turcs" since I found a video on YouTube this week. |
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« Reply #2 on: 04:54:22, 15-02-2008 » |
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I know I've mentioned this before, but as a sometime player Dvorak 8 can really get to you if you have a run of it-Dvorak at his most Alan Titchmarsh. The challenge is to find anything that will end the night sweats and teeth-grinding. On the flip side, Schubert's Unfinished, which also went in shoals historically,
fares a lot better when you re-aquaint yourself with it I find.
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« Reply #3 on: 09:16:45, 15-02-2008 » |
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I do get obsessed with certain pieces, but the obsessions always seem to vanish without leaving me feeling that I am sick and tired of the piece in question. The first time I can remember was the summer of '63 (I was 17) and bought the famous Archiv recording of music by Praetorius (Terpsichore), Widmann and Schein. I could not understand at all why none of my musical friends was a bit interested in this, for I played it constantly for a time. But even now I can listen to it occasionally with great pleasure. In recent years it's been Bach's keyboard concerto in E, BWV 1053 (bought the Perahia CDs and this was much less familiar to me than the other 6 concertos) and El Hambo by Mäntyjärvi.
Where the listening is not under my control it's different. This morning I turned off In the Hall of the Mountain King which I don't much care if I never hear again, whilst yesterday I zapped the very familiar Till Eulenspiegel which for me is just not breakfast music, wonderful piece though it is.
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« Reply #4 on: 12:52:12, 15-02-2008 » |
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I speak this as I spin for what will hopefully be the last time in a few months L'automne by Albeniz.
Incy, is that the one on the disc with the piano sonatas 3 - 5 on Harmonia Mundi? If so, I bought it last weekend in Harrogate and haven't listened to it yet, will try this weekend in between assorted little bits of DIY that need doing (I neglected things while I was ill). I went through a phase of listening to Liszt's 2nd legend at least twice a day. Years ago, i also listened to the three Rachmaninov symphonies one after the other once a day for weeks. |
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« Reply #5 on: 13:04:30, 15-02-2008 » |
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Jonathan, you've reminded me of something. The reason I started learning the piano was that I wanted a go on the organ at the church where I was a chorister, aged 9-10. (The organist said I couldn't until I'd got Grade 5 piano, but by then I was hooked on the ol' joanna.) I was pretty obsessed with that organ, and went through a long period of playing recordings of Bach and Liszt organ music endlessly (and others, but mostly those two). I must have worn out dozens of records, and I think my parents thought I was in need of psychiatric help. I probably was, come to think of it.
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« Reply #6 on: 13:14:22, 15-02-2008 » |
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Or possibly not, martle. I'd guess that for a goodly proportion of our members, recorded music (let alone the real thing) performs a similar service to psychotherapy (even though it may end up costing considerably more.......  ) |
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« Reply #7 on: 13:18:47, 15-02-2008 » |
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I also was obsessed with some music while growing up. I went through listening to Rossini's Barber and Mozart Marriage of Figaro, Rachmaninoff piano concerto one and two.
After that there was Donizetti Lucia de la ....
I went through listening to Schubert Music moments, Rachmaninoff’s playing.
Even while completely grown up I went through Golberg variation stage when I listened to them at least once a day.
There was Liszt period when I listened to his Rapsodies one after another.
It is strange now that I have no urge to listen to any of the above mentioned music.
I think it is good to listen to the same music until it is absorbed and I did not think I was obsessed. I listened because it made me either happy or made me come to terms with things.
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« Reply #8 on: 13:26:33, 15-02-2008 » |
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Incy, is that the one on the disc with the piano sonatas 3 - 5 on Harmonia Mundi? If so, I bought it last weekend in Harrogate and haven't listened to it yet, will try this weekend in between assorted little bits of DIY that need doing (I neglected things while I was ill).
AH yes; I've really grown to love that CD! |
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« Reply #9 on: 13:30:27, 15-02-2008 » |
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Or possibly not, martle. I'd guess that for a goodly proportion of our members, recorded music (let alone the real thing) performs a similar service to psychotherapy (even though it may end up costing considerably more....... ) I find the effect of repeated listening is not necessarily always positive. But yes, for me it has occasionally proved quite theraputic. Even while completely grown up I went through Golberg variation stage when I listened to them at least once a day.  |
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« Reply #10 on: 14:00:22, 15-02-2008 » |
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Or possibly not, martle. I'd guess that for a goodly proportion of our members, recorded music (let alone the real thing) performs a similar service to psychotherapy (even though it may end up costing considerably more....... ) That's quite possibly true, Ron, but an obsessive compulsion to play organ music very loudly all day long at the age of 9 is, I'd now think, indicative of a rather worrying early-onset Gothism. It's a wonder I don't wear mascara and do Rocky Horror. Well, not often anyway.  |
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That's quite possibly true, Ron, but an obsessive compulsion to play organ music very loudly all day long at the age of 9 is, I'd now think, indicative of a rather worrying early-onset Gothism. It's a wonder I don't wear mascara and do Rocky Horror. Well, not often anyway. Not that there's anything wrong with wearing mascara or doing RH stuff . . . |
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« Reply #12 on: 14:28:52, 15-02-2008 » |
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a rather worrying early-onset Gothism ... of unorthodox hue no doubt...  |
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« Reply #13 on: 14:39:25, 15-02-2008 » |
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Years ago, I bought one of the CDs from the Hyperion complete edition of Schubert Lieder (Lucia Popp). I listened for a while, enjoying it all, when the divine Lucia started to sing Litanei. I was absolutely overcome and had that track on repeat for about an hour (the family complained after the tenth time so I had to turn it down). Even now, if I play that CD, I have to play Litanei more than once.
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« Reply #14 on: 15:12:59, 16-02-2008 » |
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I had this uncle of mine who was very dear to me. He been in the army for many years. Ending up as a Colonel. When it came to his Memorial Service, there was this cornet player who went up to one of the galleries in York Minster and played 'The Last Post', like you never heard it played before. Talk about the back neck of your hairs curling back, well this was one of those moments. Indescribale beauty.
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