This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking.
It's really no big deal.
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The first took on the color of the afternoon light on the poplars, dappled green-gold. Listening to the second, I wondered why Scarlatti is so often inflicted on us, rather than Rameau.
I haven't listened to the Rameau yet. For me, Scarlatti has always been Bach without beauty, a hard mathematics, dry, though I don't hate it.
The first Rameau is so heartbreakingly beautiful. I think - re the Beethoven question - it's a matter of synaesthesia(s) at work in each person - a certain combination of sensory-crossovers - But the first Rameau - what grabs me is the lavish use and not wussy use of appogiatura. I love it.
The second one - in a minor - is not as interesting - very repetitive - though I'm good with repetition - just not harmonically as diverse. Or melodically. I could and would love to play this one. I love the cinematography in this one - esp where the pianist shakes head - where the hands are in foreground, etc.
It's getting more and more difficult to prove I'm not a robot.