An indeterminate combustible thing

[furtwaengler]

This about sums up the moment.

[pianowolfi]

I see, an ICT  
Haha I think that would be a thing for Karli, as she loves fiery stuff and has produced some herself
It's actually quite merciless...burning and burning. Are there any firemen in sight?...
Crash...a crash into inner regions I think. Implosion and then explore another realm...for a while...before the flames take over.
Reminds me of Hugo Wolf's Fire-Rider and Scriabin's vers la flamme. But certainly, as you leave the seemingly descriptive approach you are uncovering a deeper layer, (which has been there beforehand already, but covered by all that burning) rather than staying within the descriptive mode. That's what seems most interesting to me....

[Bob]

Haha.  Sounds like a beast roaring at the beginning.

[lontano]

BRILLIANT!

[I think you managed to incorporate more climaxes into a single improv than I've ever heard before. I'd love to hear {something like this} incorporated into a cadenza for a Bartok Concerto, or maybe Henselt! Or Mozart!]

I hear so much resonance of works you've either played or heard, rather brutally (in a good way) expressed along the way. 

As it stands it's a great, virtuosic release of emotions, and all the energy, angst and conflict that rages in the heart of most artists at some point of their lives.

[I only wish you could gain access to a better recording device!  ]

On my way to bed, I wish you the best,
L.

[furtwaengler]

Thanks guys for the very nice comments, shocking in there positive enthusiasm. To tell you the truth I like it more as I listen and read the comments. I especially like the crescendo and return to the fire (which returns around 11 minutes) and the incorporation of the middle section. I only which I didn't play those parallel major chords at the end...the plight of improvisation, but all in all it is some of the craziest stuff I done lately and I'm surprised it turned out the way it did. The lowest A is like an anchor, and the highest C a levee. And everything is trapped between those extremities...like really trapped. I wish there were more keys both ways. And chromatic glissandi would be good to...I'm thinking out loud (or rather quietly on a screen).

This was recorded in the night, last Tuesday, March 23, 2010...It had been a long day for my arms. In addition to the usually accompanying load, I worked through Tchaikovsky's Grand G major much of the day deciding whether it was worth learning, and also the Schubert-Liszt Erlkönig, because I've got to play the Schubert with a trumpet player?! It is better to practice the Liszt than the Schubert, I thought, but I'm really not into practicing either, and haven't since touched it. This improv was following more work on the Tchaikovsky after the close of the 7-9 rehearsal with a community choir. It was kind of like, "What else can I do to my arms?" There were people in the building, which is great.

Ah well, its nice that you mentioned Karli's fiery improvs, Wolfi.

And Bob, I love the roaring lion comment. Then its a stampede, I guess.  

Lontano...wow. You are too nice. I did use bad equipment again, a voice recorder. Apparently my father has some stuff which I will need to learn how to use, but I may experiment with it in the future.  

If you did like this, try "A Giant Chain Spitting Machine:" https://www.pianostreet.com/smf/index.php?topic=35436.0

It's a big machine. It spits chains.

Thanks guys!

Dave

[quantum]

Rejuvenating! 

I haven't been here in a while.  This cleared up my sinuses. 

It reminded me of some Liszt, like the torrents in the B min sonata. 

[furtwaengler]

Wasabi, Quantum. 

Welcome back to the improv board. I eagerly await some recordings!

Interesting comment on the Liszt B minor. It's like removing all the thematic substance, and this is the raging undercurrent.