excerpt from 'Sergey Prokofiev diaries: 25 October 1913' pp. 529 (105 words)
excerpt from 'Sergey Prokofiev diaries: 25 October 1913' pp. 529 (105 words)
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At home I finished composing and tidying up my Musical Letter to Zakharov. I had had the idea for this in Helsingfors, working out all the text and music as I walked along embankments and sat in a Finnish café. The music is of course not serious, but it is, I think, the first time that I have composed away from the piano. Don't laugh, it's not at all a bad method. When I got back to St Petersburg and sat down to play on the piano what I had written, to start with I hated it, but a day later I already liked it. |
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