excerpt from 'Sergey Prokofiev diaries: 9 November 1913' pp. 538 (118 words)
excerpt from 'Sergey Prokofiev diaries: 9 November 1913' pp. 538 (118 words)
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In the evening I attended the concert. These days this is something of an event for me, as I have practically given up going to concerts since the spring. I thought how silly I had been when I entered the attractive Hall of the Nobility* and saw the crowds of music-lovers, among them many people I know, the whole environment giving me the greatest pleasure. I heard Prometheus which, for the greater enlightenment of the dull-witted audience, was played twice - an enterprising and not particularly stupid procedure. My impression of Prometheus: tedious, lacking in climactic points, the endless trills and splashes become wearisome, the form is diffuse. In all other respects Prometheus is a highly remarkable work. |
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