Paganini’s 24 Caprices and Mendelssohn’s Violin Concerto, Op.64.
In many ways, these were songs that were regarded as romance among violinists, but honestly, Rowoon wondered if he would be able to enjoy this stage. It was because the afterglow of Jungwoo’s performance hadn’t disappeared yet, and the desire to disassemble the performance right away was like a chimney.
But when Rami came up on stage, she dragged her burgundy dress, lifted the violin on top of her neatly burnt shoulders, lifted her chin and bit the violin tightly, her head tilted and her bobbed hair raised. When I saw the corners of my lips, which were always holding a strange smile somewhere, hardened without the slightest movement…
Rowoon realized he was making a big mistake.
‘Breath…’
I’m out of breath. I don’t know how else this is possible. Does a performer like her have supernatural powers? Making the spectators exhale with you?
It was even more brutal than last time. Even from afar, you can tell that each and every one of Rami’s nerves is focused only on the violin.
So when the bow moved,
When the strings scratched and began to vomit sharp caprices that would rip out his ears, Rowoon had no choice but to let go of all the thoughts in his head.
Caprice No. 1. His nickname is Arpeggio. The code-style composition that actively utilizes all four strings, the unavoidable missteps in dynamic control that occur without knowing when going back and forth from string to string… I couldn’t expect it from Rami. Her performance overflowed with confidence that she had complete control over her bowing.
Caprice No. 2. A song played by making use of the sense of distance between the strings that are apart from each other among the four strings. Rami’s performance makes even the cross section of the sound pleasant to listen to. At this point, I think it’s pointless to try to find mistakes or deficiencies in her playing. Rather, I wonder if it would be faster to find out what is attractive and what is different.
Caprice No. 3. The obscure notes unique to the violin are played in a legato (softly continuous) technique. I feel that way when I listen to it. Perhaps, in Irami’s mind, music is not made up of 12 musical notes, but about 120 musical notes. Maybe that’s why even the notes that seemed so vague to their ears and located between musical scales were calculated for her.
4 times. 5 times. No. 6…… Up to No. 24, Rami’s performance continues to give people faith, makes them doubt again, and eventually makes them tongue-tied when they see themselves doubting themselves. The word ‘pro’ is probably referring to such a person.
‘Yes, sister… I think she’s a complete person.’
Irami will deny it. If you were perfect, you might ask if it makes sense to smoke like that before every stage. But no matter what Rami thought, Rowoon thought so. Rami is now decked out enough to decorate her wings. it’s time to fly
‘……okay. I’ll probably leave soon.’
Rowoon had no choice but to intuit. Whether she’s a sophomore or whatever, Rami won’t be spending the rest of her time in this school. Europe will call her, the world will call her. It didn’t take long for the pointed end of her bow to tear through the pockets of the California Conservatory.
After feeling that, Rowoon couldn’t help but feel that an unknown regret gripped him. Rami and he have been together for quite some time now and then. So, of course, he might have thought that the speed at which she was moving forward would be similar to that.
But it is not. Same with Rami, Heather, and Jungwoo. Even though I wanted to be by his side right now, I didn’t know when I would move forward right now.
Rowoon clenched his fists. It was a stage that made my heart ache again. It was really beautiful to see Irami, who finished the caprice and smiled for a while toward the stage wet with sweat. To the point where some audience members forgot their body language and for a moment, wow…
He too wants to shine like her.
I wish I could look back and say that each drop of sweat was worthwhile.
In the midst of such feelings, the members of the orchestra began to enter one by one behind Rami. It was the turn of Mendelssohn’s Violin Symphony, which had been so well matched with Rowoon.
The conductor’s hand is raised. The eyes of all the spectators, all the members, followed the hand, and,
Mendelssohn’s voice groaned and began to fill up.
Along with the sound of an orchestra that fills up like water, the melody of a single violin as if guiding all the sounds. Irami’s voice. Irami’s performance.
It is a performance that seems to compensate for the countless hours of practice with her. Mendelssohn’s masterpiece, which is always chosen among the best violin symphonies, and the melody that has not lost its sophistication even after hundreds of years have passed, nestled in Irami’s violin, and Rowoon felt as if Mendelssohn’s smiling face was looking down at her. .
‘He will be happy.’
If he plays his song like that, if he only pinpoints the beautiful corners of his song and tells the world like this, can there be a more beautiful junior than him?
If Rowoon were Mendelssohn, he couldn’t bear to do anything for Irami. Even Rowoon, who is not Mendelssohn right now, was grateful to Irami for telling me that this song could be this beautiful, so it made my heart overflow.
she asks. Hold the violin between your chin and shoulder, draw the strings with a bow,
– It’s good? music.
‘huh. It’s good. great.’
Suddenly, I remembered what Heather had said. Just as she looks at Jung-woo, Jung-woo will look at Rami. It was worth it. Jungwoo was just getting back on track, and Rami was already on that track a year ago.
So, her bow had no choice but to lift more. I couldn’t help but vomit more beautiful, more respectful, and more lovely sounds.
Rowoon swallowed. I want to reach you. Although he is a pianist, not a violinist, he nevertheless wanted to reach the world of music that Irami had reached. I wanted to be the awl that could tear the California Conservatory to shreds.
okay. I wonder if this was the first list of Paganini’s I saw. Liszt, who saw Paganini’s brilliant technique, decided to become the Paganini of the piano.
It was a gift-like stage, a blessing-like stage. When the members of the orchestra and Irami finished the performance, all drenched in sweat, Rowoon stood blankly in the middle of the audience shouting “Bravo” almost like a baseball fan who came to the stadium. No, it was Heather too. She, too, was watching Heather with a distraught attitude.
Come to think of it, this must be Heather’s first time seeing Irami’s stage in person. It was natural to be surprised.
Just like Jungwoo, they didn’t even think about going to the waiting room to find Rami. There were so many people that the hallway was full. They were people who wanted to meet Rami, say hello, or even hold her hand. Their eyes were twinkling, and in their hearts, it seemed that Rami was already a star no less than a world-class player.
“……Where should I go?”
Leaving Raccoon Hall, Rowoon and Heather paced around like lost children. I had no idea where to go. Rowoon looked back at Heather and asked.
“Go home. You’re on stage tomorrow too.”
“…That’s true, but, I’m a bit confused. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep even if I go on like this.”
“I would do the same for you.”
“Oh, I don’t know. don’t come No, but it was good, but still…”
it’s annoying. Even as he said that, Heather was smiling somewhere. It’s probably a smile you wouldn’t even notice.
So Rowoon had no choice but to speak sternly.
“Wake. Even thinking of your fans who will be on stage tomorrow. If you can’t sleep like this and ruin your condition, there’s no excuse anywhere. know?”
“I know. I know. So stop nagging. You always nag me.”
“……Isn’t it because you thought about everything?”
And, to be a little honest, there was actually a pretty selfish reason behind it.
Among the pieces Heather will play tomorrow is Rachmaninov’s Piano Concerto No. 2. It is a song that Rowoon even obtained from his playing log.
That means that Rowoon can not only judge Heather’s performance… but also can sympathize with him.
with Heather’s performance.
with header.
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Heather’s music always caught Rowoon’s attention. It wasn’t just about playing. What she wants from the song. to express through him. music she thinks. All of that piqued Rowoon’s interest. The reason why I was able to easily accept Ye’s ‘Coral Pink’ advice was because I believed that there was definitely a special place in her music world.
‘If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have been able to come in as the chief in the first place.’
If there was one thing that bothered him, it was that he looked into a girl’s daily life arbitrarily. Looking into the privacy of the same man and looking into the privacy of a girl felt a little different.
‘But I have to record it first.’
It was unpredictable when a song would overlap like this with her. Even if it wasn’t something to play right away, it was better to record it.
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“what are you going to do now?”
“……Uh, huh?”
“What, why are you so surprised all of a sudden? What were you thinking?”
“No, just. But what are you going to do all of a sudden?”
“Now the raccoon stage is over. What do you want to do next?”
“Uh… I didn’t think too much about it. you?”
“… Promise me you won’t laugh.”
“What the hell are you thinking of doing? Don’t laugh.”
“It’s over for now, swear you won’t laugh. In the name of God.”
“…I’m not even particularly Christian?”
“Anyway, come on!”
“I won’t laugh. I swear.”
Rowoon raised his hand with a bored expression and swore an oath. Heather looked at Rowoon with a strange expression, then scratched her head. The blonde hair, which had darkened at the roots, looked crumbly somewhere. like her expression.
“I want to try the Chopin Competition again. This time, not the juniors, but the finals.”
“……A Chopin Competition?”
Rowoon didn’t laugh. Instead, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Heather. Heather looked down at the ground, as if embarrassed.
“Oh, I know. It must look ugly to be obsessed with that bastard’s Chopin every day. It might seem like you’re obsessed with what people say you’re good at. But it’s not like that. rather the opposite. I, I…”
“It’s not ugly.”
Rowoon said briefly. Heather narrowed her eyes in disbelief and looked at Rowoon. However, Rowoon did not understand such a header. What on earth did Heather think Rowoon would laugh about?
“It is natural to want to do better at what you are good at. Does anyone say that pianists only play the piano? You are a person who likes Chopin and plays it well. Then it’s only natural that you want to win there.”
“……Do you really think so?”
“Then what am I supposed to think?”
“Cowardly.”
Heather said without looking into Rowoon’s eyes. Maybe it was after watching Han Jeong-woo and Irami’s performance, which were ahead of her. Is it because of the anxiety that he may not be walking forward, but only following the old road?
“I do the same thing every day, I don’t take on new challenges, something like that…”
Looking at such a header, Rowoon thought it was strange. To be honest, from Rowoon’s point of view, who came up to this point with the help of Walkman, Heather didn’t have to think about that, and there was no way she could do it. She shines like this just because of her talent. What is it that makes you sad and anxious?
“Maybe it would have been if I had only heard it. There’s a guy named Heather, who became famous as a Chopin Competition Junior, and also said she’s trying to apply for the Chopin Competition. But I heard you play.”
Rowoon shrugged.
“How could you think that? I know you.”
“……I’m serious?”
“About 70%.”
“What is 30%?”
“puppetry?”
“……You mean bastard.”
“evil!”
Heather pinched Rowoon’s cheek. It was a pretty strong pinch for a joke. Rowoon screamed and looked at Heather with a bewildered expression.
And Heather laughed at Rowoon.
It was a smile that seemed to be trying hard to be strong, a smile that still couldn’t shake off all the agony, and a pretty smile.