My Project is complete!!
This may or may not be my last installment in blogs regarding here-said title, so for now, I will say that this is the most important!
I hope you will learn something about him, and be inspired to listen to his works besides the music I used for the video. I own none of the content! But I did research it.
Presenting to you all my tribute to Glazunov's life and works:
Hello again! Getting pumped yet?? I know I am!! August 10, mark the date!! But honestly, the whole month of August is a celebration, and now too.
This year I graduated from my university, and had to do a Senior Recital as one of my last undergraduate requirements. I performed a tribute to Sibelius, Nielsen and Glazunov on my program, made up of transcriptions, arrangements, etc. I recommend hearing all of them, but to hear only the Glazunov piece, skip to 8:10 ... see what I did there?
Every year, I've tried to do something special for Glazunov for his birthday August 10. One year it was a long set of blogs, another year just a bunch of videos I compiled, or going about posting his music for heck's sake. One year I listened to like 4 hours of his music in one day. I mean, just a tad more than the usual day.
But now is the 150th! What can I do that would be especially commemorative??
Well, I've been
Vasily and Irina moved to Yalta that March. Irina's parents settled everything with their old apartment, and with their savings they made the long trip with their belongings south, to the Crimean coastline. Yalta was a common destination for the sick, especially those with Vasily's illness. When they got there, it was considerably more humid and warm, which was perfect treatment.
Over the course of 6 years, Vasily wrote some of his finest compositions in Yalta, and provided a small
No more than a week later did I find out that the bassoonist I had spoken to was ill. I had the urge to visit him, just for some conversation, when I noticed a great commotion at his home. His extended family was all there, and looking terribly distressed. I made my way in, as I wanted to pay respects to him. It was then that I realized how close to death he really was.
This poor man had taken an unusually high fever, and wasn't expected to live. His family was all there, clamoring about