As I write this entry, I have my classical playlist on my player. I was on an adult alternative streak last week, and this week, I've mellowed down to orchestra music, with wonderful solo pieces on the piano or the violin.
My playlist, courtesy of Genius, was generated from Moonlight Sonata. I remember learning to play this song back in third grade. I started with a simplified version for children. When I reached sixth grade, I taught myself to play the actual piece. I am very fond this song. It's so doleful and pensive. I used to play this for my parents after dinner. I also remember my late Tita Paz, asking me to play it for her when she came for a visit. And being a very good piano player, she'd teach me good techniques on how to play it, exactly when to build up to a forte, and when to bring it down to a pianissimo. This song remains one of my favorite pieces to play as well as Sonata Pathétique by the same composer.
Funny thing about Genius is it's uncanny way of putting together songs that I truly love in one convenient playlist. After Moonlight Sonata, it added Debussy's Clair de Lune. I love this piece. Just love it. I learned to play it in high school, though not in it's entirety because somewhere in the middle of learning that piece, I got sidetracked by broadway pieces. I revisited that piece during grad school, but there's still a lot of distractions for me to finish learning the whole song.
Chopin is also on the list. A considerable chunk of it, actually, comprised of his nocturnes, sonatas and waltzes, since I only have one Beethoven album, and about three Chopin albums. What can I say? He really floats my boat.
I mentioned to Nards last week, that one of the things I loved doing before our life together, was playing the piano. I couldn't bring my piano with me because it occupies a huge space. The only musical instruments I brought with me are my flute and my grandfather's violin. The flute is in good condition and when I'm alone with nothing to do, I'd play a few simple pieces. The violin needs to be restrung and the bow, maybe reconditioned. I'm always careful with it because it's an antique dating back to the 1930s, I think. It also saved my grandfather's life during the Japanese occupation. Oh how I wish I heard my grandfather play it! He was truly brilliant, from what I hear.
I have sorely neglected my piano. This month, I will have to spend about one to two days at my parents' while a repairman and tuner gets it back to its former glory. Nards suggested that I look for an affordable second hand clavinova or small cabinet piano that can fit in our condo so I can resume my piano playing. I used to play two to three hours everyday with about twenty minutes devoted to finger exercises. My fingers have pitifully lost some of their flexibility on the keyboard.
Once I get a decent piano here, I will definitely learn Clair de Lune. It's too beautiful to simply listen to it. I want to be able to play it. I'm sure my Mom would love that.