Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov: “Scheherezade op.35”
ニコライ・リムスキー ・ コルサコフ:「シェヘルザード37」
TIME COMMITMENT: 52 minutes
This sonic fresco strikes as expansively maverick in its sedately sibilant solos, but the undulating imagery of open spaces remains forever compelling. The composer manufactured a veritable pinnacle of symphonic synesthesia, but he did it in a starkly representational art form – a meticulous, graphic poem resonating with the sounds of the steppe. Subversively, this Lansdschaft for our ears has remained lively and relevant, unlike, say, Sergei Bondarchuk’s long forgotten movies, which were intended as pictorial tributes to those endless vistas.
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INFO
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scheherazade_(Rimsky-Korsakov)
A REFLECTION
Night, snow and sand make the form
Of my slim fatherland
All silence is in its long line
All foam emerges from its marine beard
All coal fills it with mysterious kisses
Pablo Neruda: “Discoverers”
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