It has been a long time since I've made an entry in this blog. My love of music goes in spurts, swinging from jazz to classical, and back again, meandering through the romantic songs of the '40s to more recent vintage Michael Buble.
Then, there is the haunting music of Frédéric Chopin - Ballade no.1 in G minor op.23, especially as represented in the movie, The Pianist. Scene from The Pianist.
He plays the piano with frozen hands, hungry and disheveled, at the "invitation" of the German SS officer, starting gingerly on an out-of-tune neglected piano, then losing himself in the music, all the time knowing that he might be shot at any moment. It is an intense scene, the memory of which brings gooseflesh to my entire body. Imagine how the German officer must have felt, oppressed by the war and endless harshness of military orders and discipline, away from the normal enjoyment of living, away from music and celebration.
The resolution of the video is rather bad. Enjoy nevertheless!
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