http://www.piano-and-cello-and-friends.com/videoblog The Rice Brothers, Johnny and Chris, share the glorious music of the piano and cello, in solos, duets, and ensembles with wonderful musicians from around the world who play other magnificent instruments. Classical music is featured, as well as Gospel music, jazz, ragtime, Boogie Woogie, and much more. You are also welcomed to a discussion of the role of music in creating community, health, education and inspiration. Wed, 03 Dec 2008 20:17:05 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 http://www.piano-and-cello-and-friends.com/videoblog/vote-here-1a/comment-page-1/#comment-2 Diane DeNee Sun, 17 Aug 2008 07:11:28 +0000 http://piano-and-cello-and-friends.com/videoblog/vote-here/#comment-2 I listened to Maksim's performance first. It was crisp, sensitive and well executed. Yet, though his technique was flawless, there was something missing, a certain authenticity perhpas. Lang lang's performance was like taking a beautiful poem and converting all the words to a mass of letters, without ryhme or meter, like taking a novel and disolving all its theme and sentences into a mash of leters without meaning. The audiance applauded loudly but his playing seemed filled with anger and tension. His "interpretation" disolved melody and harmony into a veritable mass of indistinguishable notes. It was as if he was having a tantrum, pounding the keyboard with his fists. How easily an audianewce is fooled by so much drama, signifying nothing. Chris's recording lacked the advantages of a finer recording devise that would've assisted the sound. However I found his playing to be warm and sensitive, beautifully interpreted and beyond the paradigm of "performance" which is embued with various levels of ego involvement. Listening to Chris play Liszt's Haungarian Rhapsody no 2 conveyed a sense of joy and delight in the beauty and dynamic flow of the piece. I listened to Maksim’s performance first. It was crisp, sensitive and well executed. Yet, though his technique was flawless, there was something missing, a certain authenticity perhpas. Lang lang’s performance was like taking a beautiful poem and converting all the words to a mass of letters, without ryhme or meter, like taking a novel and disolving all its theme and sentences into a mash of leters without meaning. The audiance applauded loudly but his playing seemed filled with anger and tension. His “interpretation” disolved melody and harmony into a veritable mass of indistinguishable notes. It was as if he was having a tantrum, pounding the keyboard with his fists. How easily an audianewce is fooled by so much drama, signifying nothing. Chris’s recording lacked the advantages of a finer recording devise that would’ve assisted the sound. However I found his playing to be warm and sensitive, beautifully interpreted and beyond the paradigm of “performance” which is embued with various levels of ego involvement. Listening to Chris play Liszt’s Haungarian Rhapsody no 2 conveyed a sense of joy and delight in the beauty and dynamic flow of the piece.

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