Posted on 03/25/2017 6:45:56 AM PDT by CharlesOConnell
A fussy, effete lttle man, whose own character is well expressed by that of the protagonist in Don Giovanni, going through life transfixed with his own navel (but that's too high).
In violin concerto no. 5 in A major, he's using the noble instrument of Stradivarius, Guarneri and Amati as his own pudenda, a prolonged act of cultural onanism. His failure even to attempt to approach God in emulation of the Blessed angels, shows how granting the boon of total, infused knowledge is casting pearls before swine to a corrupt little human.
He lived as if his genius had been his own invention, as if the gift of glimpsing God's music with his angelic children (see Music of the Ainur, Silmarillion, Tolkien), instead of a being a supreme gift, personally justified and legitimized him.
At first I was mystified that Wagner despised Mozart. But Wagner regarded his own musical gift a negligible, just a platform for his dramatic presentations.
Your talent is God's gift to you. You can't become autonomous by straining against the traces, trying to use genius to become your own god. The greatest creature, Lucifer, the light bearer, came to think of himself as The Light.
Listening to all of Mozart's piano sonatas in order of composition, you see the shock of his discovery of Sebastian Bach, a man who lived humility in his motto Only For the Glory of God, soli Deo Gloria. Mozart started composing the most stilted, artificial piano sonatas in Sebatian's style, veering off course from his own path to seeing God's course for his life. The minuetto of the Jupiter, his last symphony, beneath the facile elegance of the greatest classic polyphony, shows the eyes of despairing, pathetic little man who couldn't live up to the singular gift which had been granted to him, because he tried to use it for self-worship instead of its true purpose, glorifying the Almighty.
You must really hate Bach fugues.
On the expressway of life, I don’t worry about what is behind me, only what is in front.
Mozart is long dead, and gone. He left a legacy of his music. Some like it, some don’t.
Eminem is pretty good.
Mozart’s Requiem is one of the masterpieces of western music
Well, I'll answer anyway.
Yes.
I've been going to The Opera since I was twelve.
And yet you don’t like Mozart. Who are your favorite opera composers?
As several posters have pointed out, his music can be formulaic; you hear the same patterns of tone and rhythm in many of his works. And there is a sense of self-indulgence occasionally.
But Mozart is also capricious and energetic, maybe in order to be self-glorifying, maybe because he had a naturally insouciant nature. In any case, his work is alternately brilliant, enduring, endearing, sublime, childish, frivolous, and conceited.
Just like every other composer's ...
Except Beethoven.
I don’t know one classical composer from another, but I’ve heard that Gary Brooker of Procol Harum was influenced by J.S. Bach.
Mozart's study of Bach is really evident here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=prvBEXbnDR0
There is so much counterpoint, even in the melodic passages, and then he really cranks it up at the beginning of the coda. And the piece is of a muscular nature that foretells what is to come with Beethoven.
And yet, here it is, 200+ years later, and his music is still listened to, enjoyed, performed, and just plain loved over and over again by MILLIONS the world over.
Which is all any artist could hope for.
So much hate. I wonder what your complaints must be against Papa Haydn.
Charle sOconnell is mentally ill.
When you put it that way, Mozart’s music is probably as far from jazz as it can possibly be. Where’s the fun in that?
The biggest load of B.S I’ve read since the last time I perused the transcript of a Hillary screech - I mean speech.
by RedStateRocker
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k4VFFBCa5Aw
I was a music major in my undergraduate years, and in my Senior year in choir (required course), we sang his Requiem. We performed at the Kennedy Center. Not being a voice major (BA, Musicology), I was relegated to the back, with the bass singers.
Regardless, that was one of the most electrifying experiences of my life! I still remember singing the Dies Ire! The basses would come in, mildly at first:
Quantus tremor est futurus (What dread there will be)
And the women would respond...
Dies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)
Again, we would sing, a little louder:
Quantus tremor est futurus...
And this would go back and forth, growing in crescendo, until we came out in full blast!
Quando judex est venturus! (When the Judge shall come!)
Cuncta stricte discussurus! (To judge all things!)
THAT was muscular music! I still get chills thinking of our performance almost 40 years ago.
“Don Giovanni, a man in love with his own male generative body part. “
“...para...mas-tur-ba-tory...” - Fox Mulder
Wow! What an experience. There are always hair-raising moments in Mozart.
Wow! What an experience. There are always hair-raising moments in Mozart.
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