I did! And I plan to use both videos (this one and Hartley's) to teach my interpretation students that, as interpreters, we have to be resilient, ready for ANY circumstance. We have to EMBRACE whatever is available and make the best use out of it, even make use of the faulty parts, to create masterpiece works.
Heard it first in 1975 ( I was 13 then ). Ruptured the tape cassette... got another one.. and then another. When at last I was able, bought the LP, And when it was no longer audible bought another; recorded it on tape cassettes so I wouldn't spend time without it. When it came out on CD, of course, bought one. It became wasted from too much use on my auto. Bought another, My son got it scratched when he was very little... he now has a masters degree on piano. He also loves this album....
The pedals were broken. You can hear how he used the sounds. The tunings are off because of problems with the harp. This was not the piano that was to be used. He didn't want to use it. But decided at the last minute to go ahead. The concert was about 11 at night.
@@FENicholson Keith is well know to be extremely exigent about the quality of pianos... There are a lot of fun anecdotes about that. Yes it was not the "good" piano. But in an interview, Keith said about the piano from the Koln : "I did not like the piano"... He never said it was broken. There are a lot of exagerations and myths about this concert.
@@ThierryPianoSoloMost sources online state that the Bösendorfer baby grand. The piano was old, out of tune, and unplayable, with a stuck pedal, broken octaves, and unresponsive black notes.
I was just coming to Boston to dance with a modern company when Jarrett was leaving Berklee School. Our company musicians' hair was on fire from the impact of Keith Jarrett's brief time there. This 'album', along with Belonging and Solo Concerts inspired much of our choreography. Just glimpsing the Koln album cover, and listening, transports me to that Fibonacci experience again and again. And although my 74 year old legs now have neuropathy I can't help but dance my heart out as best as I can.
I have listened to this concert at least one hundred times. It is like listening to Beethoven. I am moved to tears. Like Ludvig, Keith is talking to the universe or God or whatever you want to call IT.
Questo pianista è di una sensibilità raffinata, unica, inconfondibile. E' penetrante e struggente. L'alternarsi di alti e bassi, il prolungare o accorciare ogni nota, i tempi e gli stacchi, le variazioni del tema intorno a cui costruisce semplicemente l'infinito, fanno di questo immenso pianista jazz il più grande in assoluto di tutti i tempi. Un genio.
Apt that you compare Beethoven since LVB was history's first concert pianist. The piano-forte was as new at that time as synthesizers we're in the 1950s-'60s. And LVB was literally an experimental improvisor in concert. Orchestras were flummoxed when he'd go off chart during play and create his music in vivo, untranscribed.
if you listen closely , light comes out of every note. amazing creation. this is extremely musical. absolutely stunning. the ups and lows , the story telling , absolutely amazing.
I agree, this is magic. I heard it first time at 12, from the black and white telly, 1973. we sat 4 persons in silent chock. As it entered my ears, I felt that it changed my lifes direction, bit by bit. Every thing is absolute bliss of beauty. swept away my sad scool years grief, and sat the bars of quality in my life, a little too high. Little did i know how grand this was. Over the years, the impact of this divine magic just roar throug the ages. Still when I hear it, its like a very loving person are sitting right next to me, holding my hand, and showing med the wonders of life. So close, so intense. I pay in tears of gratitude. Blessed be K.J. -
That the entire performance was completely improvised, and played on a broken piano is absolutely mind blowing. I did not realise that he incorporated the faults on the piano into the performance, turning the damaged foot peddle for instance, into a percussive element of the music. Keith Jarrett is perhaps the greatest living improvisor in music today. His playing moves beyond jazz and enters in to a transcendent musical landscape that will hold listeners in awe for generations to come.
THE PAST Years ago, sitting at the table, I remember. In my heart, a feeling of peace and contentment. A quiet evening with friends, people I could relax with, smile, and also go deeper without fear, knowing that what I said would not be held against me, but listened to, knowing that I was listening to my heart, allowing it its own voice in the world, as I would allow their hearts’ voices to be heard in the evening, the piano playing in the next room. The past never dies. We take from it what we will - it is our choice: Remember the smiling eyes of friendship, the laughter, trust, understanding. The love.
I bought this album in 1976 in a department store in Baltimore, knowing nothing at all about jazz or Keith Jarrett. I was deeply into black and white photography at the time, and loved the cover. I listened to the record many times, not really understanding anything about the playing or the history of it. For reasons that are still a mystery, it just lit up something in me. Now, almost 50 years later, it still has the same effect - I have listened to it hundreds of times. This and Coltrane's A Love Supreme are to me the pinnacle of spiritual music, coming from somewhere else in the universe, channeled by geniuses.
No es un milagro Pisamos un lugar q nos alineo con algo.. Me paso con Jaco Pastorius hace 30 años atras y hace un mes con este concierto, cuando hacia tiempo q venia escuchando a Jarret..
If this was written down it would be recognized as one of the world's greatest modern compositions and be played in concert halls all across the world by the world's top pianists. Perhaps a transcription will someday be available. Just magnificent. What a genius.
I fear that you are missing the point. Whether transcribed or not, this is not a 'composition' and, therefore, not a 'great' composition. It is an extraordinary performance; just accept it for what it is.
@@johnsharp71Totally agree. This is not a projection on to the instrument. It is an exchange with it. And not any piano. It's this one. A fixed structure would destroy the very essence of this meditation. Don't tell it what to be. Ask it what it is. Now. No. Now!... No, Now!
Since 1975 it has been one of my favorite jazz piano concerts...He overcame tremendous obstacles to make this concert possible that impassioned his master piano performance..!!
since nearly 50 years this touches me beyond musics. genius maybe is - just living it. every tone - every interval - every timing is music by its-self. there is nothin between. his living the groove & my listening. its just spirit. whatever that means - i don't mind - i don't care. its like: i am that.
Discovered this masterpiece in Casablanca in 1987, I was 18, Michel one of my father's friend recorded it to me on a tape and gave me a piece of hash, telling me to smoke it before listening... Won't never forger the trip !
I collect music and play. This is one of my top five favorite pieces in thousands of albums I have.....first purchased in late 1975 or early 1976, so emotional for me
I lost my vinyl of this in a fire. Revisiting this now is like experiencing a long lost relative in angel form who has come to comfort me. In my time now- of little choice tapping into the now and making lemonade of lemons with a panache that appears to be of divine origin here on this Jarret Event . All this harkening back to my first listen on a stereo long ago, here on my IPhone. Yet the memory is clean clear remembering how exhilarating a piano can be. I had a killer sound system at the time. You know I never found the magic of this event on any other Jarret LP I’m realizing now. Making this a revisit spawned by AI, from the video of the story about a specific place time person and a defective item became the uniqueness to spark this creative gem of a treasure. It’s ZEN…it’s a miracle of relatability access and personhood. An audio masterpiece that flows in time smoothly going through our edges. Melting us away in time on a path of unknown wonder. He hits it out of the Milky Way taking us along for a ride, like the best Sunday you ever had. It brightens you know you’ve found home. Keith’s moan , I cry.❤ making the best of where you are what you have a time that remains with infinity. Thanks Keith.
I love this , I have listened to this album perhaps a hundred times over the last fifteen years it never grows old and every time I play it I am moved by his passion of play and depth of feeling ,just perfection and fabulous
Music is time travel. This piece throws me back to when I was 29. What a strange year it was. What a time I had. Wild and hard, waves crashing, bombs falling. I let Life navigate me through it, I am here, and so is Keith music. Maybe Life is timeless after all.
Ascoltando il pezzo in uno stato emotivo di chiusura interiore ad ogni singola nota di questa magica tessitura si riesce a raggiungere un livello ''Zen'' della propria coscienza sullo stesso piano dei piu grandi mistici cristiani dei secoli scorsi.
Where my love for the piano started, Thank you Mister Jarret :) Playing with a broken pedal and some not good functioning keys, excausted fom the trip and stress, Gotta love him! A fresh/new grand piano was no option, would be worse sounding (aclimatisation)
At least a few times a week, the last words I utter are "Alexa, play the Koln Concert by Keith Jarrett". Syncing my mind to every familiar note erases whatever else thoughts might try to keep my from my slumber.
el rock me crió y cuando el rock sinfónico empezó a decaer escuche este disco que me dijo que solo un piano me podía dar mas que toda una banda de rock,desde 1980 que lo escucho y cada día suena mejor
Avevo pochi anni e vent'anni sembran pochi, poi ti volti a guardarli e non li trovi più. E mi ricordo infatti un pomeriggio triste, ..ascoltando questo Mantra .. almeno così lo definì il mio amico Anthony ,seduti sul ciglio di una strada a contemplare l'America...
Flying into Frankfurt in 1976 as the Sun was coming up, I put on the earphones selecting jazz, and this is what I heard. It’s my most treasured album that I possess. Bless you Mr Jarrett. Thank you for enriching my life. ❤
Very few musical pieces bring me to tears, this definitely is one of them. It's cathartic. Bought the guitar transcription and started studying it, decades ago. Never learnt it, never will. Luckily to have found Mr. Jarrett. A more recent artist who has a few moving and beautiful pieces is Jacob Collier. They are at another level.
Temporalmente esta peça, mantém-se actual, devido ao homem ( Keith), que transpôs, a sua musicalidade, a partir do momento em que iniciou o concerto. Genial......
