This a thread for unsociable people, The Anti-Social Club. Not specifically cold or unfriendly people, just people that have very few friends or with none at all (the less the better). It’s a thread for people when they have to ring up their local telephone company and find it a joy to have talk to a computer rather than a real person. It’s a thread for people who dislike reality shows. It’s a thread for people who think email is the greatest thing between the invention of the wheel and sliced bread. It’s a thread for people who would rather talk and say something in one word rather than two. It’s a thread for people who would rather have been around old composers or performers when they were alive; not to talk to them of course, but to observe. It’s a thread for people with no hidden agendas and probably doesn’t even need to be factually correct, but I think I would draw the line somewhere. It’s a thread for people who prefer to talk to dead people rather than most living people today. There's not much dialogue when we meet at The Anti-Social Club, but if you think you would like to join, then please read on.
So let me begin:
Sir Beethoven, I cannot refer to you as anything less because your music is so amazing to me. With all the portraits of you around these days it’s impossible not be scared of you. But you scare me because of your music. There is so, so much pain, which is why I love your music so much. You really gave the piano the ride of its life. I can see the pain and joy in your music. I’m planning on having a look at your Sonata no. 8 sometime in the future or one day when I rake up the courage. I would have love to have heard you play the 3rd movement of your Opus 27 Sonata or the Moonlight Sonata as it is known now, which I have read you used to play at incredible speeds. It’s amazing to think you passed on only 50 years before the discovery of recording. Although I think, it may only would have frustrated you;
Mr Shostakovich, Dmitri you were gone before I got any chance to know your music. Although I can see you on youtube now days. I suppose I can understand why you never wanted to run away from your country. No matter how bad things get where I live, I would never want to leave my place of birth. Although I have been known to complain about the weather (just a little), I wish I could move to the South Pole sometimes. And how did you ever compose with all that racket going on around you I’ll never know. When I’m going up to Heaven I want to be hearing the last few bars of the second movement of your 2nd Piano Concerto. But I thought, in my humble opinion, that was a brilliant trumpet part in your Concerto for Piano, Trumpet & Strings. It reminds me of my old band master, Loud and Noisy, but a damn nice bloke;
Frédéric Chopin, when I listen to your high-speed preludes & etudes (I carn’t play them, I just like to listen) they sound so transcendent and lift me incredibly, but I never fall into the trap of getting one of your books and try to learn them, otherwise I’d just give up. I would have like to have heard you play your Nocturne Op. 9 No. 1, it makes me be at peace with myself but then of course there’s reality;
Mr Rachmaninov or Sergei, if I may, so much to talk to you about, it’s overwhelming. You lived in a time of much confusion, turmoil and imminent chaos yet your music is filed with such passion and emotion. You even managed to escape, for want of a better word. I guess this is why your music is filled with so much realism, it’s really about you ! And I’m guessing you always wanted to return to your native country. I even read you use to send back parcels of provisions back to your native country, I’ll bet the powers that be didn’t like that much. And THANK YOU for recording all your piano concertos. But I wish digital was around when you were recording rather than those old piano rolls.