Патетическая “not arousing pity”, “passionate”, “emotional”
A very fitting title.
This piece struck a particular chord within. Initially, I hadn’t a trace on the history behind it. I came into it “green” and I first took notice how it contrasted from his other pieces. Conflict generally induces some very powerful notions within a person, but until you gaze upon the eyes of death. Until, you begin to get a true sense of your own lethality…does the meaning supreme existence become clear.
This was Tchaikovsky’s last full symphonic piece of music. For such a prolific composer to end with a piece as such…there is no stalemate. Just mystery, which may have been precisely what he might have wished for
When I first heard this piece, it saddened me greatly. It was a rooted and wistful romanticism. There was something so buoyant, yet so distressing in this piece. A last clench at something elusive. To be able to contain such powerful notions each in confliction of the other, yet being incredibly linked sharply…is stupefying. Rarely have I been displaced to tears from a performance.
In his “words”:
“I am now wholly occupied with the new work … and it is hard for me to tear myself away from it. I believe it comes into being as the best of my works. I must finish it as soon as possible, for I have to wind up a lot of affairs and I must soon go to London. I told you that I had completed a Symphony which suddenly displeased me, and I tore it up. Now I have composed a new symphony which I certainly shall not tear up.”
Please allow some time allotted to explore this brilliant piece of work and ultimately…perhaps find your own meaning within. It is measure at its most accomplished, for a man whom never thought so much of himself. That asserts something very potent of Tchaikovsky. His originality, his wisdom.
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