rachmaninoff

always a sucker for melodrama, i finally found western classical music that really moved me.
so far i have been generally staring at the surface of the music looking at patterns, appreciating the melody, until i came upon rachmaninoff's piano concerto no 2 and no 3 yesterday - deeply melancholic and sad with a heavy brooding orchestral web from which the piano struggles to break free.

in spite of my professed annoyance with self flagellating artists and their self obsession- when it works their romantic disposition becomes my own.