I went to Barbican last night to get my much needed fix of classical music.
Two pieces – Beethoven, Piano Concerto No3 and Rachmaninov’s Second Symphony.
Well, what can I say? I can’t exactly describe MUSIC. Nobody can. You don’t need words for Beethoven. Suffice to say that it brought me to tears at some point. Seriously, I cried (a little) 🙂
What did surprise me was Rachmaninov’s music.
I mean, of course, I knew Rachmaninov, who doesn’t, right? And yet I must confess I had not been able to recall it exactly…
Ok, I forgot!
I was absolutely stunned.
His music was like a feast… like fireworks… like an ocean…
It washed over me like a huge beautiful wave leaving no space for any earthly feelings… just the emotions of love, happiness, sorrow, sadness, joy – all of them combined. I was in a different dimension altogether.
Do you know what? The only justification of human race inhabiting the Earth is their ability to create music.
PS: I am proud to be Russian… 🙂