“Capriccio on the departure of his beloved brother” – Bach
by richibi
“Music“ (1904)
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music cannot lie, when it caresses
you, your very senses on the alert
for what, or what does not, inspire,
from one note to the next, and, of
course, from one sensation to the
other
words are subject to all kinds of
interpretations, visual arts can be
manipulated, tell varying versions
of an, even imagined, event, see,
for instance, Surrealism, with its
distortions as multifarious as the
imagination
but music cannot not tell the truth,
one hears music with one’s senses,
and responds to it with the same
primitive instinct as, nearly, smell,
another powerful truth teller, ask
dogs, or ask “a young man’s fancy“
when it “turns to thoughts of love”,
in spring, there is no surer compass
here’s more Bach, “Capriccio on the
departure of his beloved brother“,
from their family home, a marvel I’ve
recently discovered
- Arioso: Adagio — ‘Friends Gather & Try to Dissuade Him…’
- (Andante) – ‘They Picture the Dangers Which May Befall Him’
- Adagiosissimo (or Adagissimo) – ‘The Friends’ Lament’
- (Andante con moto) – ‘Since He Cannot Be Dissuaded, They Say Farewell’
- Allegro pocco – ‘Aria of the Postilion’ (Aria di postiglione)
- ‘Fugue in Imitation of the Postilion’s Horn’ (Fuga all’imitazione della cornetta di postiglione
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thanks, sincerely, for dropping by
R ! chard