“······Will Rami noona join me? I think there are already enough people willing to do it together.”
Eric, whom I saw right away at Siren’s club activities, seemed to be quite interested in Rami.
However, Jungwoo laughed as if Rowoon’s worries were cute.
“Still, if the winner of the LA Piano Competition offers to help accompaniment, I will welcome it with open arms. The competition you won is worth more than you thought. Make good use of it.”
“······yes. All right.”
While being dubious about it, Rowoon found Rami.
To be honest, even the moment he met her, Rowoon thought that Rami wouldn’t want to accompany him. That’s because the violin she showed at that time had already reached the professional realm. Could such a person be satisfied with his accompaniment?
However, Rami showed a completely different reaction than he expected.
“Ah, are you ready for that this time? good. Then, let’s meet later when we have some time.”
“・・・・・Uh, can you accept it so easily and without hesitation?”
“No, were you worried? How well can this friend do the accompaniment? But now that I think about it, you’re a kid that Jungwoo approves of. favorite kid.”
“Is that why?”
“How strict and unscrupulous is that son of a b*tch? I knew it when I saw you being friendly without answering to you. Well, whatever it is, you must be a worthy friend.”
“······So, are we practicing together now?”
“good. OK. I’ll send you the sheet music separately later. Oh, can you give me your number?”
“Ah yes.”
And that’s how Rowoon got to practice Rami’s accompaniment. Of course, basically, as long as it is enough to imitate the sound of an orchestra, there is no need to feel that much pressure, but it should be a level of accompaniment that allows Rami to immerse herself in her performance.
The unfortunate thing was that he couldn’t get much help from the Walkman in this part.
[ You played Mendelssohn’s Violin Concerto Op.64. ]
[ You played an arranged version of the original composer’s song. ]
[Correction notes are disabled. ]
[ Unable to score performance. ]
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[This is a message from the composer. “Play more calmly.” ]
All that can be saved is Mendelssohn’s words that come back every time he finishes playing. But that was enough. At least I was able to guess the direction of the performance.
And that was about a week later. Rowoon finally entered the practice room with Rami. Rami asked with a smirk.
“Then shall we begin?”
“yes. I see.”
The beginning was Rowoon’s Rachmaninov Piano Concerto. Of course, I hadn’t practiced enough yet, so I could barely put together the first movement, but that was the case with Rami as well.
But what mattered wasn’t how long they had finished practicing. The most important thing was how far they could feel and match each other’s performances.
And to be honest, Rami wasn’t too worried about that. She already had enough concerto experience, so it wasn’t too difficult to match the flow of notes with others.
The problem was Rowoon. After trying to put together for the first time, Rami couldn’t help but sense that Rowoon clearly lacked concerto experience. I could feel the awkwardness of overlapping notes with her. It’s not a question of skill, it’s a question of experience. Matching the sum wasn’t just musical, it also required a certain level of psychological sympathy. It was an area that could only be filled with thorough experience.
And there is only a slight awkwardness, but right away the accompaniment itself was clean without any superfluities. How well he practiced in that short period of time, and the keystrokes that hit all the notes without a single miss made me wonder if he was fighting for the top spot in the first grade for nothing.
‘Well, I think I’ll just teach you something.’
Rami thought so.
And Rowoon also sensed that Rami would think so. Although I have almost no full-fledged accompaniment experience, even so, I had a feeling that I had no idea that this would be such a tricky and difficult job.
‘calm down. Rowoon.’
But because of that, Rowoon calmed down even more. I had to let go of my mind to do something right away. Music is always an object of greed for musicians, but haven’t you already learned that the moment you can get hold of that music is when you let go of that greed?
tune in to ramie tune in to the music You don’t have to be great, you don’t have to be perfect. They are musicians, and a musician’s mission is not to make perfect music… just to enjoy music. Because it makes people happy.
And, even though that attitude is trivial, it definitely has meaning,
At one point, Rami couldn’t help but smile as if she was having fun.
‘······Oh, look at this guy?’
＜ Bucket List (2) ＞ End
＜ Bucket List (3) ＞
Rowoon’s performance was awkward.
It certainly was at first. Rami understood. Replacing the role of an orchestra with one instrument was not as simple as one might think. Of course, some might say that it’s okay to just roughly imitate the melody line, but that wasn’t a ‘good’ accompaniment.
So Rami rather liked Rowoon from the beginning. The fact that Rowoon was struggling somewhere was proof that he was trying not to make this accompaniment formal. It’s not for your own stage, but if it’s admirable that you put so much effort into it, it’s admirable.
But at some point, the flow of Rowoon’s performance changed.
To be precise, it would be better to express it as growing.
‘Are you understanding my beat already?’
In a way, that thought was not wrong. Chopin’s sense of rhythm brought to him by Rowoon’s Mirage Rubato was not limited to his playing alone. At first, it was relatively difficult to match the tempo of Rami as she did not know what Rami wanted, but the more she listened, the more Rowoon naturally understood what kind of accompaniment Rami wanted.
Besides, going to church for a while helped to some extent. Of course, it was there that, to be honest, I didn’t have to pay much attention to the musical perfection, but in any case, I was able to understand the concept of ‘accompaniment’, albeit vaguely.
So, after matching the sum for a while, Rami couldn’t help but look at Rowoon with a strangely satisfied expression.
“Are you doing better than I thought? Today, I just really practiced putting together, and I thought it might end.”
“······It’s embarrassing to hear that from my older sister. You seemed like an older sister who did really well.”
When she took over the orchestra part, Rowoon thought it would be okay for her to form a one-man orchestra by adding a section manager. For playing the violin, which has limited pitches that can be expressed at the same time, rather than Rowoon, she definitely filled the orchestra’s presence.
“Well, this is the difference between a violinist and a pianist. The piano became a member of an orchestra in the first place, so there is no need to play something like a symphony. Unless you’re doing a piano concerto. We have no choice but to get used to playing in groups from a young age.”
“Um… that’s right. Anyway, I will practice some more.”
“Don’t be burdened. Just doing it today is enough. After all, I’m trying to get a sense of what it feels like to play a concerto.”
“······Nuna, after all, you want to become a soloist later, right?”
It is a name that anyone who majors in the violin dreams of. soloist. A performer who travels all over the world and plays a leading role on the stage.
Rowoon’s dream right now is to be a soloist. Well, pianists are mostly soloists unless they are teaching in the first place.
However, Rami returned an unexpected answer.
“… Hmmm, well. I do not know?”
“yes······?”
“Why are your eyes like that? Strange?”
“No, it’s just… Of course, I thought that someone who played like my older sister would want to become a soloist. You are recognized and popular in the music world. It is.”
“Well, that’s right. So, it’s not that I don’t want to be a soloist while attending recitals. But, um… yes.”
Rami paused for a moment. Then he said with his gaze outside the window of the practice room.
“I want to stop wandering around.”
“······ah.”
It was just a word, but Rowoon knew right away what Rami’s dilemma was.
Actually, this is a musician’s dilemma, but at the same time, it’s also something that Koreans overseas always feel. homesick? No, it is also described as homesickness. It’s not that I miss Korea, it’s that life is difficult because I can’t settle down and have to wander all the time.
“A house is not like a house. Because you will spend more days in a hotel than at home. In fact, even now it is. I didn’t even nail the studio I live in now. They didn’t know when they would leave, so they just didn’t.”
“······The wandering life is difficult.”
“That said, living only in Korea might be frustrating, but when did you come to America? I heard that you are not 2 years old.”
“I came here when I was in elementary school in the United States. with mom.”
“Ah, then mother must miss her son a lot now.”
“……Is that right? Because I miss you a lot too.”
“Still, if you’re here, I can visit you often.”
“That is not so.”
Rowoon shrugged. As if nothing was wrong as much as possible, with a calm expression.
“Because he died. in a car accident.”
“······ah.”
At that moment, even Rami didn’t know what to say. Rowoon scratched his head.
“Oh, you don’t have to make that face for nothing. What have you overcome now? Because I live well.”
“How do you get over it, something like that. It will still be difficult.”
“If you think it is difficult, it is difficult, and if you think it is not difficult, it is not difficult.”
“Pretending to be an adult. oops.”
For the first time, Rami made an older sister-like expression. It means that he made an expression like an elder. Then, he ran his fingers through Rowoon’s hair. It was probably stroked.
“You are doing well. Disturbance.”
“……Aren’t you treating me like a child too much? I’m only one year older than my older sister.”
“Maybe not even that? i’m fast Fast 95. Born on February 25th.”
“Uh, it’s March 3rd.”
“There really isn’t much of a difference. Is there a difference of one week?”
“This is enough to let go of words…”
“Ugh! no! The genealogy is twisted!”
“······As for the genealogy we’re going to twist here, aren’t there only my sister, me, and Jungwoo hyung? Besides, if you think about it, this is America. Do you really need to be quick?”
“Oh, really, do you want to call me Ya?”
“Well, even if it’s one week noona, let’s pretend she’s noona.”
“Hey, even if I ate grains of rice in a week, I ate tens of thousands more than you.”
Rowoon shrugged.