Most play that piece too quickly and roughly, I find.
[Though after he says that, he speaks no more - letting his fingers go forth and play for him, spilling himself out on the keys.
It's no surprise, then, that the music that springs forth is melancholic but also strangely hopeful and determined - along with a strong core that refuses to be drowned out, playing along as if to drag the violin with him...for the moment.]
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[Though after he says that, he speaks no more - letting his fingers go forth and play for him, spilling himself out on the keys.
It's no surprise, then, that the music that springs forth is melancholic but also strangely hopeful and determined - along with a strong core that refuses to be drowned out, playing along as if to drag the violin with him...for the moment.]