Rachmaninoff Paraphrasing Tchaikovsky : “Lullaby” - Lugansky 

He is a great pianist: humble, simple, he doesn't strut, he doesn't make strange faces when he plays. He is a great musician, he lives for music and it is innate to his nature

4:06 When you're already overwhelmed by the masterpiece's beauty and Lugansky goes "wait, there's more".

Tchaikovsky wrote 6 Romances in Opus 16, the first of which was the "Lullabye" that you hear in this video. The Romances were originally written for soprano and piano. At the publisher's behest, Tchaikovsky reluctantly wrote arrangements for piano of numbers 1, 4, and 5. Two versions of #1 exist, in A flat minor and in the technically easier A minor. There were many errors in the publisher's transcriptions of the works, which infuriated the composer to no end. Tchaikovsky's manager and protege, the brilliant pianist Pavel (Paul) Pabst, rewrote the arrangments, and these are the ones in publication today. Rachmaninoff, who had performed with Pabst in concert as a youth , was particularly fond of the Berceuse (number 1) and performed his own arrangment as an encore. He didn't get around to putting it on paper until 1941, shortly after the revision of his Fourth Piano Concerto. That arrangment was the last music that he penned, and its recording the following year was one of the last recordings he made. One can hear the influence Tchaikovsky had on Rachmaninoff here, and it's sometimes hard to tell where one composer ends and the other begins.

Lugansky is humble and simple.

A lullaby that keeps you awake at night having thousands of thoughts, yep, that's Rachmaninoff's signature.

You're really spoiling us with these uploads dude. Update: Initially commented on this videos 3 years ago. I was in the south of France last year and this was part of his encore. I nearly died of happiness upon hearing those opening notes.

I love Luganski, wonderful artist and great, decent human being.

When you exist, you can say what you think, but never truly express what you feel. Art allows you to truly exist. And when you're gone, art leaves an imprint of who you really were. And no medium is closer to showing who you are, not how you superficially appeared or what you were, than music. It's the only form of magic that exists. It contains feelings and experiences in a way nothing else can do.

Do you hear the wind whispering "Sleep my baby, go to sleep..."?

That singing tone!!!! 😍😍😍

i never notice this kind of things but... the tuning of the piano is very weird my god! but besides that detail, what a beautiful and felt performance! brilliant! I always get really excited when i see a new notification from this channel, thanks for the upload!

Autumnal lullaby... A true russian lullaby : as russian and as a lullaby as Mussorgsky's one, in songs and dances of death.

Beautiful masterpieces played masterfully 🌹

Потрясающе! Если бы я могла играть так как он, я бы исполнила ее точно также. А ещё очень интересно смотреть на лица виолончелистов на первом плане.

Какое чуткое и пронзительное исполнение.... Просто и мудро - нежно...

Nikolai Lugansky: an utterly amazing talent, both technically and lyrically!

Absolutely mesmerizing... Most authentic, most natural, most inspired and most sensitive performance! ❤

Absolutely awesome...

In tears

The guy with a cello on the left has been through some shit. His face and eyes says it all.

Very prompt applause...Perhaps afraid of the spell this music might cast on them...

!! GREAT !! And the cellist on the left looks a little bit like Beethoven .... isn't it ?

This was supposedly the last piece of music he ever wrote

Can someone edit the loud German "Yah Vold" at the end? Completely ruins the applause!

Which orchestra is it in the background ???? THX !

💗💗💗💗💗♥️👏

His last composition I think. Also funny how a few clapped early near the end 😂

悲しい子守り歌だ。

Woah @3:20 ….🌈

LULLABY Kolybel`naja pesnja, 'Lullaby', de Tchaikovsky: "durma, Meu filho, durma! Acene profundamente a doçura Do sono: Eu convoquei três babás para você: a turma: O vento, o sol e uma águia." Em cada um há ternura. Nos jogos da lua e dos ventos, a ideia de ter um bebê Nasce. Mas nem sempre esses jogos são destinados À procriação. As camisas de outro planeta, à mercê, De usuários preventivos, impedem os seres emanados Dos sonhos cheguem ao plano físico, sem a dedicação E o trabalho dos pais que, em muitos casos, procuram Os jogos da lua e dos ventos armazenados que estão Nos laboratórios em experiências de nova gestação, Sem olhar a tantas crianças em asilos que mergulham Na noite cinzenta sem ter um lar, à espera de adoção. (*) (*) FERNANDO PINHEIRO, presidente da Academia de Letras dos Funcionários do Banco do Brasil. - LULLABY (poesia), de Fernando Pinheiro. - in O mundo de Morfeu, de Fernando Pinheiro.

Russia has has the replacement of Gilels and Richter the most outstanding pianist of this century