Wow! In spite of its popularity, the Carnival Overture rarely gets the crisp articulation and steady tempo it deserves. The Danish do it perfectly-and with affection! Ever since I was 10-years-old, I’ve felt this is Dvorak’s kiss to humanity from Central European culture, a circus wagon pulled by baby elephants, and greeted by Petrarch calling in the townfolk. Voltaire is taking tickets and Bolivar making sure everyone gets the perfect seat. Madame Curie illuminates an entire meadow for the circus grounds, Olympe de Gouge is the impresario, and gymnastic imps from Borodin’s Steppes ride ostriches as Houdini juggles capital cities of the Balkans and Baltics. Athenian acrobats now distribute thousands of hand-illuminated copies of Kant’s plan for Universal Peace to the crowd, all under one tent, with Ataturk making cotton candy, and Lady Murasaki reading koala bear fables for all. Just before Dvorak and his best buddy, Brahms, are seated in a balcony (painted by Breughel), Ibn Sina introduces Hildegard von Bingen as conductor of the all-Czech commissioned program. Sappho first plays a lullaby by Smetana on her lyre, and Janacek recites a long poem by Pushkin’s grandfather-a lost but recovered epic about the birth of Africa and its gilded omphalos-the Mediterranean. Finally, as Enkidu, Achilles and Scheherazade (in a long-term, monogamous, polyamorous commitment) enter the circus, on Leda, Dvorak’s perfect tribute-to the unity of happy lives-is prepared for its 1st performance. Tolstoy casually jots down a passing thought. Maria Callas describes the Carnival panorama on radio, and Copernicus (who’s secretly in love with Mme. Curie) lifts a sparkling curtain on the elegant, spherical amphitheater, while Newton lights an elliptical stage (in particular waves) under an azure, orbitally entrancing rotunda. A tipsy Thucydides scribbles notes for his theater review, which Mercury tweets off in the morning news. Ah, even the most endangered species are eager to perform in a carnival like this! Edison, Euclid, Erasmus and Euler ride the Ferris Wheel while Ramanujan and Pythagoras play chess. Mencius leads a garden tour for Linnaeus and Vavilov, and that inspires Goethe and Eratosthenes to stay uncharacteristically late. As the evening drifts to a lovely, fragrant calm, Dr. Ramon Y Cajal announces results of his exciting research: By an exuberant quirk of hyper-symmetry, everyone is Bohemian in the best of all possible worlds. 🌐
@@punisher4329 *you had to write in your own language because you shared the flag of your own country, or don't you like our country, why do you want them to think bad about us ?*
Wow! In spite of its popularity, the Carnival Overture rarely gets the crisp articulation and steady tempo it deserves. The Danish do it perfectly-and with affection!
Ever since I was 10-years-old, I’ve felt this is Dvorak’s kiss to humanity from Central European culture, a circus wagon pulled by baby elephants, and greeted by Petrarch calling in the townfolk. Voltaire is taking tickets and Bolivar making sure everyone gets the perfect seat. Madame Curie illuminates an entire meadow for the circus grounds, Olympe de Gouge is the impresario, and gymnastic imps from Borodin’s Steppes ride ostriches as Houdini juggles capital cities of the Balkans and Baltics.
Athenian acrobats now distribute thousands of hand-illuminated copies of Kant’s plan for Universal Peace to the crowd, all under one tent, with Ataturk making cotton candy, and Lady Murasaki reading koala bear fables for all. Just before Dvorak and his best buddy, Brahms, are seated in a balcony (painted by Breughel), Ibn Sina introduces Hildegard von Bingen as conductor of the all-Czech commissioned program.
Sappho first plays a lullaby by Smetana on her lyre, and Janacek recites a long poem by Pushkin’s grandfather-a lost but recovered epic about the birth of Africa and its gilded omphalos-the Mediterranean.
Finally, as Enkidu, Achilles and Scheherazade (in a long-term, monogamous, polyamorous commitment) enter the circus, on Leda, Dvorak’s perfect tribute-to the unity of happy lives-is prepared for its 1st performance. Tolstoy casually jots down a passing thought.
Maria Callas describes the Carnival panorama on radio, and Copernicus (who’s secretly in love with Mme. Curie) lifts a sparkling curtain on the elegant, spherical amphitheater, while Newton lights an elliptical stage (in particular waves) under an azure, orbitally entrancing rotunda.
A tipsy Thucydides scribbles notes for his theater review, which Mercury tweets off in the morning news. Ah, even the most endangered species are eager to perform in a carnival like this!
Edison, Euclid, Erasmus and Euler ride the Ferris Wheel while Ramanujan and Pythagoras play chess. Mencius leads a garden tour for Linnaeus and Vavilov, and that inspires Goethe and Eratosthenes to stay uncharacteristically late.
As the evening drifts to a lovely, fragrant calm, Dr. Ramon Y Cajal announces results of his exciting research: By an exuberant quirk of hyper-symmetry, everyone is Bohemian in the best of all possible worlds. 🌐
One of the world’s finest orchestras, with the Danes showing how this piece should be played.
No soy conocedor de este tipo de música, pero me gusta mucho
respect from 🇹🇷
*why don't you write in your own language*
@@hastayyaradaleti1042 because everybody cavur. there not understand me.
@@punisher4329 *you had to write in your own language because you shared the flag of your own country, or don't you like our country, why do you want them to think bad about us ?*
@@hastayyaradaleti1042 amma boş yaptın be kardeşim. ülkem için can alırım can veririm.
❤
Bravo c'est très joli
best ever
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Merci
Maravilloso