Late up today. Didn’t want to go the gym to begin with but shortly after my coffee, the prospect didn’t seem like such a ball-ache. This was partly made easier by me having stated last night, ‘I’m going to the gym at midday tomorrow. That should give me enough time before we go to Into the Woods.”
Workout was good. Trainer in the gym volunteered some tips for getting a stronger back. Was really struck by his generosity. Had started the workout with 20 minutes of cardio on the rowing machine listening to Alfred Brendel playing Mozart’s first piano sonata in C Major. Like string quartets, I tend to give sonatas a wide berth. Something about it being the direct opposite to what generally excites me about classical music – if its not a symphony orchestra its going to struggle to get my attention. There’s also something about the mainstream adoration of Mozart that turns me off the majority of his compositions. That’s not based on familiarity with his music, more to do with my perceptions.
The piano sonata was surprisingly engaging. Fiendish too. Once I get past the daintiness of Mozart’s writing, there is a fascinating complexity to it which makes the prospect of listening to more surprisingly tempting. Either I’m a classical music nerd (some have said I am) or there’s a depth to the music which poses more questions when I listen. How did these works – 20 written between 1774 and 1789 – come to be written? What were they for? Who listened to them?
I was listening to Mozart’s Piano Sonata No. 1 played by Alfred Brendel on Spotify.
If you’ve got a suggestion for a work for me to listen to, leave a comment below or tweet me@thoroughlygood.