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发表于 2010-12-14 02:03:08
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When Horowitz played the program again in Berlin on 7 June, critic Wolfgang Schreiber noted that he “can still sing like nobody else”, adding: “He no longer has the power he once had, but he remains irresistible.” It was this intimacy, a refreshing compensation for diminished physical strength, that defines Horowitz’s late manner – and nowhere more so than in the Hamburg recital captured here, given a fortnight after his last Berlin appearance. As the pianist’s biographer Harold Schonberg put it, Horowitz was “wise enough to realize that he could no longer be the thundering virtuoso … The celebrated electricity was still present, but not with the voltage of previous years. Instead there was gentleness, an infinite variety of sound and flexibility of rhythm, a singing color world in which conception, ear, feet, and finger worked together in perfect, artistic harmony. It was a new Horowitz and if he was not as stunning as before the rewords – as critics all over the world were quick to point out – were perhaps greater.” |
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