History of the pianoforte and pianoforte playersBie, Oskar
History
History of the pianoforte and pianoforte players
Bie, Oskar
Pianists; Piano -- History
less pedal, clearly, staccato, with spirit and vigour; Beethoven and
Ries characteristically, passionately, melodiously, with a view to
the _tout ensemble_; Hummel, Meyerbeer, and Moscheles brilliantly,
rapidly, and gracefully, with definition in the proper parts, and
intelligent but elegant declamation. Thalberg, Liszt, and Chopin, the
great innovators, form a class apart. Czerny’s astonishing genius for
instruction embraces the whole field of the clavier, with a many-sided
capacity that seems almost more than human. A greater teacher there
never was than he. He gathers all into his net, even the works of his
own pupils; he practises everything, even setting it for three or
four pianos; he arranges everything, even isolated passages of great
masters; he composes everything, even penny variations and Chinese
rondos.
In Kalkbrenner we see the lowest type of the time. Externally a fine
gentleman and artistic man of the world, he is inwardly hollow and
vapid. It is hard even to give an idea of this extreme emptiness; but
it is well illustrated in such a piece as the “Charmes de Berlin.”
This great virtuoso won his triumphs in the worst kinds of salon-music
as well as with all sorts of Études, Concertos, and Sonatas. Le Rêve,
Le Fou, La Solitude, Dernières Pensées Musicales, La Mélancolie et La
Gaité, La Brigantine, are some of these detestable compositions. But
his opera fantasias touch the very nadir. Here a sort of sanction is
given to an utter want of taste. After largo introductions, full of
feeling, he slices favourite melodies into passages, till the contour
of the air is utterly destroyed, and the commonest cadenzas are flung
higgledy-piggledy into their artistic forms, and so we rush off into
a sweep-dance. The fantasia, once the freest outcome of the musical
soul, becomes a wretched conglomeration of fragments of Études.
Kalkbrenner once remarked, as Ferdinand Hiller tells us, “Ze Tance is
a tream, a referie; it begins with lofe, _passion_, despair, and it
ends wid a military march.” The story is true enough.
[Illustration: Lithograph by Eichens, after Vogel, 1825.]
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