French star: Listen to my lockdown album
Album Of The WeekFrom the Lebrecht Album of the Week:
At the start of the first Covid lockdown in March 2020, the violinist Renaud Capucon asked his son Elliott to film a short Dvorak piece he was playing on a tablet. What arose from this moment was a ritual in which, for 56 days, Capucon would play each morning with the pianist Guillaume Bellom and post the results online. ‘It would give me a goal every morning, at a time when one could easily come adrift,’ he says.
Twenty-two of those tracks have now been released…
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In Czech here.
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Nice idea but such bad playing.
nobody needs anything from Capuson. He works so hard on social media and network but he should work on his imagination, technical things and artistry.
His playing is so empty.
My recommendation: less calling Macron more homework.
A bit of French bashing again?
Renaud Capuçon (and not Capuson) is a wonderful violinist and it was such a pleasure to be able to listen to him playing a different piece every morning during the first lockdown.
Capuçon m’énerve, ses groupies m’énervent.
Capuçon m’ennuie.
Pourquoi si peu de musicalité, de créativité, profondeur, chez un violoniste toujours sur le devant de la scène?
He is an absolutely wonderful violinist. Maybe stop critiquing his personal life and simply listen.
He is emphatically not a wonderful violinist. Utter mediocrity (but excellent PR)
So is his brother (cellist)-bad playing and a lot of show travelling in France to meet young musicians!!What a laugh !!
Of all the many, many eminent violinists around at the moment, I am finding Capuçon is probably my favourite. I love his Bach, and also his recording of the Elgar violin concerto. So there!
Once on a tour, I remember him playing his Korngold Concerto beautifully. However, the encore was always the same: his unaccompanied arrangement of the Mélodie d’Orphée et Eurydice by Gluck.
Every night, the same piece 8 concerts in a row. During the first performance we musicians were delighted, but then as the evenings progressed, we knew that when he put the bow on the string to hit that high F, we would be in for another rerun. Even we couldn’t change the change the channel.
Nothing fresh, nothing new and exciting emanating from the cornucopia repertoire of Violin pieces. I for one, would either contemplate the dust particles on my sleeve or look at my shoes.
All I can ask is “As one of the best French Violinists of the day, why did you have to torture your fellow musicians in such a way?”
You said it:routine over and over again.I guess imitating André Rieu with one or two pieces in the “repertoire” is easier than studying new ones!