pianist from the sea

Chapter 284 The last rehearsal before departure

"Capstin!"

Fu Tiao took two steps forward and hugged him, patted Kapustin Lucien's thin shoulder and said in surprise.

"Professor Kapustin, I didn't expect you to come to Berlin University of the Arts."

"I'm seconded."

Kapustin looked at Fu Diao with a smile, reached out and patted his shoulder, saying softly.

"To be precise, I had a few words with the people from the organizing committee of the Berlin University of the Arts, and expressed the possibility that I would like to come to the Berlin University of the Arts to teach for about five years. I will mainly teach Some of my works were assigned to the School of Composition according to my ideas by the school I attended.”

"School of composition?"

Fu Diao touched his chin thoughtfully and nodded.

Sure enough, just as he thought, Kapustin did not directly enter the jazz academy to teach jazz.

After all, he wasn't much of a jazz musician at all.

But for other people and even the entire classical music world, although many people are willing to respect his ideas and call him a classical composer, in fact many people perform his works basically according to the jazz method. of.

This has also made him inexplicably one of the most representative musicians in jazz today.

Kapustin pointed behind him and said with a smile: "The composition department of the Berlin University of the Arts is pretty good. I met a lot of old friends here. I talked a lot about music with them before, and I found that those old friends are very interested in music." Their thoughts have not changed much, as if time has never left any trace on them, which is touching... By the way, do you know the group of people from the Composition Department of the Berlin University of the Arts?"

Fu Diao shook his head slightly and continued walking towards the Chamber Music Hall. He said casually: "No, I don't know him. I just know that Berlin University of the Arts has a major in composition, and I also know that the group of people there are very powerful. Their majors The level is very high, but that’s the extent of my understanding of them.”

Kapustin walked with Fu Tiao, listening to Fu Tiao's words, he couldn't help groping his chin, hesitantly said: "Well... so, speaking of which, have you ever taught something about composition at the Berlin University of the Arts? What is the course content?”

"Courses in composition?"

"Well, it's a composition course. It's about how to create a work, or how to understand how a work is created from the perspective of composition. Have you ever taken such a course?"

After listening to Kapustin's words, Fu Diao raised his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

"No, not really, but one of my teachers in China and I took some courses on it."

"China? Who?"

"He Shen and Shan Yi are my piano teachers in China. The most important thing is Shan Yi. He basically teaches me about composition... right?"

Fu Diao was a little hesitant when he said this, turned around, stood still, and asked Kapustin.

"However, I want to confirm, Professor Kapustin, when you say about composing music to understand music, do you mean musical form analysis?"

"Well...although that's true, it's not comprehensive."

Kapustin shook his head slightly: "From what you said, it seems that your teacher taught you more about Sposobin and acoustics?"

"Spothobin?" Fu Diao had never heard of this name, so he couldn't help but ask, "Who is he?"

"A master who writes about harmony. Sposobin's harmony is a must-learn content for all undergraduate students. I used to teach my students to learn harmony through his theoretical system. He has a lot of knowledge about harmony before the Romantics. The analysis of his vocal works is actually quite reasonable, but after the Romantics, his works seemed a little bit..."

Kapustin thought about it for a while, but couldn't find a suitable description. He just hesitated slightly and pursed his lips.

"Although it can still be used, it always feels that it is not accurate enough and the content is relatively small. It is more like a reference book. Many things are not explained very thoroughly. Therefore, I personally do not particularly like the content of Sposobin." , even if I have met him before, it was only in person."

"so……"

Fu Diao nodded, continued walking down, and asked casually: "So Professor Kapustin, whose secretary do you recommend more? As an introduction to harmony?"

"No one should read the entry."

Kapustin gave Fu Tiao an answer that he had never thought of.

He explained to Fu Diao: "If you want to get started, I personally suggest that you start learning with a certain teacher and learn the harmony content from the teacher. After you can almost understand it, I would I recommend you to study Schoenberg's Harmonics. Although he brought a lot of personal work, as a textbook, it is far more understandable than Spossobyn. And Spossobin... you should read it as a reference book. Just watch.”

As they talked, the two walked to the door of the chamber music room downstairs.

At this moment, it was not yet time for Fu Tiao and the others to rehearse, so there was no one at the door of the chamber music.

Fu Tiao reached out and pushed the door, but found that it was not open, and couldn't help but shrugged.

Sure enough, there was no one inside either.

So he just sighed, sat on the chairs at the door of the concert hall with Kapustin, and asked Kapustin curiously.

"Speaking of which...Professor Kapustin, I'm a little curious, who did you learn your harmony from?"

"My harmony?"

Kapustin burst out laughing after hearing this and shook his head: "My harmony system was not learned from anyone, but a harmony system purely created by myself, based on conventional harmony. I add a variety of modern elements to it, such as jazz, rock, blues and other musical characteristics, and then thoroughly understand it and turn it into my harmony.”

Kapustin looked at Fu Diao who was a little puzzled. He couldn't help but smile and said to Fu Diao.

"How do you understand my work? It must have been a long time since I gave you my work, right?"

"Is the playing... OK?" Fu Diao said with a smile without any hesitation: "I am familiar with the work, and I have basically achieved all the details above, but it is limited to the overall performance. I feel there is still a little room for improvement, and I am still thinking about how to perform it...but I remember Professor Kapustin that you seemed to have heard my encore before? I seem to have played your works?"

"I heard it once. It's very good." Kapustin smiled: "But there are still some shortcomings."

"Huh? Where?" Fu Diao suddenly became interested. He was curious about what the original author thought about his performance.

It's just that he didn't expect that Kapustin didn't answer his answer immediately, but shook his head slightly at him.

"If I don't tell you now, I'll tell you later. I came to Berlin University of the Arts this time just for you, Dior."

Kapustin patted Fu Diao on the shoulder.

"Some of my friends and Klaus discussed with me some issues regarding your recent musical performance. He feels that although your music is performing very well and you can perform at a god-level level, your musical performance My overall feeling for music is still a bit poor. This does not mean that you are poor, nor does it mean that your performance is not good, but that you have taken some detours in your musical thinking during practice."

"detour?"

"Well, Dio, I want to ask you, when you are playing a piece of music, what are you thinking about more?"

Listening to Kapustin's question, Fu Diao touched his chin and spoke hesitantly.

"I'm thinking about how to express the music more comfortably, and the beauty in the music is more intense, and then I put on my thinking about the composer himself."

"A very good, very typical way of thinking. It's very good that you think like this. I like it very much, but there is a problem."

Kapustin waved his hand, shook his head and said: "Your efficiency is a bit slow, you will often search over and over again, without a sense of logic in it, the direction to play a piece of music, Klaus he He can leave it to you, but he also has composers he is good at, such as the classic German and Austrian music members, Triple B members, Beethoven, Bach, and Brahms. If you ask him to teach you some Impressionist works, he will It seems a little weak, do you feel it?"

"..." Fu Diao really wanted to follow his words, but he really couldn't go along with this place, so he could only shake his head honestly.

"No, I don't feel it, because the content I have studied recently is basically Brahms, Beethoven, and some minor repertoire updates, and I have not studied particularly many composers outside the German and Austrian music schools. ,so……"

"Forehead……"

Kapustin's words were stopped by Fu Tiao. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only cough twice and continue.

"You will continue to study later and you will know after you have emptied out all Klaus's thoughts on the works of the German and Austrian schools. This may take a long time, but I think you should be able to do it."

Having said this, he gently ignored the topic and continued what he had said before.

"In short, if you want to continue to improve after learning all the content of Krauss, you will definitely not learn from Krauss. You will only have two choices at that time, one is to practice by yourself, and the other is to find other schools of music. It is not a quick thing to find a new teacher, and it is not a long-term thing to learn from others all the time. If you want to be truly independent, you must learn to learn on your own."

When he said this, the corners of his eyes opened in laughter.

"So, those people found me and asked me to teach you something about composition."

"Well, that's it..." Fu Tiao just nodded, but suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked at Kapustin beside him, his eyes widening involuntarily.

"Huh? Wait? Composing? Isn't it... jazz?"

"Jazz? Why jazz? Composition, of course."

Kapustin interrupted Fu Diao's questioning and continued to Fu Diao.

"Because you have been practicing my works recently. Although your performance is not bad and you are ready to go on stage directly. However, if you want to understand the composition of music from the composer himself, it is best for the composer himself to do it. You explain something about composition, which is the main purpose of me coming to you..."

He paused for a moment when he said this, raised his head, thought for a moment, and said hesitantly.

"No, to be precise, there is actually another purpose, but it's not important. I'll tell you about it later when you go to Salzburg."

"Salzburg?"

"Well, Salzburg, I am also going to Salzburg. Just as you thought, I was also invited."

Kapustin smiled gently at Fu Tiao: "Although I wasn't invited to perform, it was almost the same. Someone wanted to perform my work, so I was invited to take a look."

"In this way..." Fu Tiao nodded.

But before he could speak, Kapustin said directly: "I don't know if you know him, but there will be an old acquaintance at the Salzburg Music Festival this time, someone who also participated in the Ruhr Piano Festival. A pianist with top technical skills, his famous works are the adaptation of Godowsky’s Chopin etudes and several of my works. If you don’t know them, I can introduce them to you later.”

After Kapustin said this, he directly skipped this topic, returned to the previous teaching part, and added.

"As for the teaching I just mentioned, it doesn't start now, but it has to wait until around October. This year's semester is about to end, and I don't come in now, but in October. I'm just coming here now. The Salzburg Music Festival will be held in a few days and I will go through the onboarding procedures, so I came over to see you and chat with you for a few words. As for the other content, let’s talk about it later when I officially join the company.”

After saying that, Kapustin stood up, hugged Fu Tiao, and reached out to rub his shoulders.

"Anyway, Dior, your performance at the Ruhr Piano Festival was really good. I like your performance very much. It's a pity that I didn't hear it live, but only heard rumors and a little recording. It's a bit too pity... I hope I’ll be able to hear you live next time.”

After saying that, Kapustin let go of his hand on Fu Diao's shoulder, smiled at Fu Diao, and waved.

"Then see you later, see you later at the Salzburg Music Festival. If you have a chance, I'll introduce you to Hamelin. He's an old friend of mine. If we're just talking about technology, perhaps the one with the most powerful technology in the world right now is probably Damn it, Dio, you are also a member of the technical faction, maybe the two of you can talk... Hiss!!!"

As he spoke, Kapustin's backward figure staggered, and he bumped into a hard object with slight bulges.

He turned his head blankly, only to find that behind him was only a huge, black, thick and long cello handle.

All you can see is the handle but no one.

When his expression was particularly confused, a weak but stubborn voice sounded behind him.

"Well... you bumped into me, can you give me a moment? I want to go over, I have to prepare for the performance of chamber music."

Mira, the cello player in the piano chamber quartet, came to the rehearsal room as scheduled.

But before he came in, he bumped into Kapustin who was walking backwards to leave.

Just when Kapustin was about to fall, another delicate little hand stretched out to prevent Kapustin's body from leaning backward.

Taha stood beside Mira, grabbed Kapustin, and smiled at him.

"I'm sorry, Mira is a bit small, so it's not easy to notice. I bumped into you accidentally. I'm really sorry."

"I'm not! I'm not that young! I just..."

Mira raised her fists and muttered a few words, then glanced at Kapustin, who was almost completely covering her, and Mira, who was half a body taller than her next door. Her original words of protest somehow lost their sense of power, and in the end she just stood there. Bian whispered.

"I'm...not that small, right? Although I'm relatively small, the cello I'm carrying on my back is not too small, right?"

"Okay, okay, I know you are not young."

Taha glanced at Mira fondly, and then said to Kapustin.

"I'm sorry, old gentleman, are you okay?"

"No, it's alright..."

Kapustin rubbed the place where he was hit by the cello pillar, shook his head slightly, then looked at Fu Diao again, sighed and waved.

"Forget it, Dior, if you have any questions, we can talk about it later at the Salzburg Festival, then that's it, see you at the Music Festival, I still have some things to do at the Composition Academy, wait When you are finished rehearsing or when you are free, you can come to the Composition School to find me, I am always here."

After that, without waiting for Fu Diao's response, he rubbed his back and slowly climbed upstairs.

And just when Kapustin disappeared, Camilo had just walked downstairs.

His steps staggered as if he were moving across the stairs, and he flew in front of everyone. Before anyone could say anything, he immediately clasped his hands and apologized.

"I'm sorry, I have something to do at the Berlin Philharmonic. I'm very sorry that I'm late. I'm really sorry, so sorry..."

As he was talking, he found that everyone had no intention of speaking, so he couldn't help raising his head, scratching his head blankly, puzzled.

"What happened? Why don't you say anything?"

"Nothing, just Meera hitting a professor in our school with her long, black, thick, long handle, that's all."

Taha said with a smile, ignoring Mira who was gradually turning red, walked up to Camilo, reached out and took out a key from his pocket, opened the door to the chamber music hall, and faced Everyone laughed happily.

"Okay, don't worry about it, let's start our last rehearsal before going to the Salzburg Festival!"

(End of this chapter)