So today I had a recital, I was going to present Chopin's Polonaise in G min (Posthumous). And I say was because...well let me tell you[...]
It's been more than a month since you posted this, but I think I'm going to share my experience from my recital today.
Similar to you, I
was going to present Chopin's Etude Op. 10, No. 3 today, and the level of failure I brought upon myself was worse than I imagined. I, too, practiced the piece several times before the recital, no pedal, with pedal, fixing up sections, etc. Mistake #1. I really felt like I had a solid grip on the piece, even though I couldn't manage it at the standard tempo, at least not without sacrificing cleanness of sound.
Nope.The recital piano was a grand, and I wasn't used to the action of a grand, even though the heavier keys make voicing and pianissimo much easier. Mistake #2. Actually wait. This wasn't something I could prevent, but over-practicing on an upright
on the day of the recital wasn't one of my brightest ideas. It gets worse. The guy (or girl? I forget) before me left the music stand up, and I forgot to put it back down. Since I wasn't used to a grand, I wasn't used to the timbre of sound coming from the piano, and this (I'm sure) screwed up my intended voicings. Mistake #3.
Now I'm sure all of you are thinking, "Wow, this guy sure makes a lot of excuses." True, I could have better prepared the piece a million different ways, but that's a different story.
So I walk up on stage all confident, take a bow, and start to play the piece. The first, slower section wasn't that bad, although I did screw up several chord voicings I had been working so hard on. "Did I even play that note? Maybe if I play a little louder.." Well, my "experimentation" apparently lead to the recording of my performance sounding like a horse with a shorter leg galloping, with random accents on the wrong beat, etc. I get to the faster second section, and this is where it starts to get really bad. There was this bar in the etude with double thirds using the weaker fingers that I never was able to master. As soon as I started it, I could have sworn I missed every chord. I stumble through to find that I can't pedal correctly now..because I'm not used to this piano. More chopiness and broken sound ensues. At this point, I've made so many mistakes that I just (with genius instinct

) decide to play faster and more convincingly (whatever my reasoning was at the time, I couldn't even explain it). Guess what? The already dissonant sounding double sixths section in the etude just turned into the sonic embodiment of flying shrapnel.
I eventually finish the piece, and walk off stage feeling like a complete moron. Even though most of the people in the audience weren't exactly knowledgeable of what constitutes "good" piano playing (it was a casual recital, and these were parents of students), some of them probably wondered how I was even allowed to play in a recital.
Yep, today I disgraced Chopin, my teacher, and myself. And it's not even the bad performance itself that disappoints me. It's that even with several months of hard work, I still wasn't able to ever play this piece 'correctly'. Why on earth would my teacher let me learn the piece in the first place? Sure, I may have a slightly faster learning ability than some, but my ambitions tend to be pianistically suicidal.