The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 150



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⌜God’s Blessing in Solitude⌟ usually has a playing time of about 17 to 19 minutes.

However, I continued to play more slowly, so that the total playing time was about 21 minutes.

In order to properly convey my feelings to everyone, I put all my effort into each note.

I see my hands moving slowly.

The left hand strikes the low notes to a certain beat.

The right hand knocks on the door of solitude from high above.

Be careful not to feel light at all.

My hands slowly touched all the keys.

But at some point, this lonely performance I was playing disappeared from within me.

Even though the hand is clearly moving, the sound fades away.

It was as if I was truly in solitude, my ears were deafening, as if I was playing underwater.

Blunt.

You can hear the sound of the keys being pressed without any melody.

Because it was a song I had practiced countless times and thought about for a long time, my hands were moving unconsciously, but I could not hear my performance clearly.

‘that’s interesting······.’

I looked at the audience.

I was wondering if I was playing poorly.

But it seemed like there was no need to worry about that.

The audience was all focused on me.

Their various expressions showed that the performance was going well.

However, I have one question…

Even in this situation, will the musical expression I want be properly conveyed to them?

Can the ‘warmth that arises from deep solitude’ be properly expressed through performance?

I closed my eyes to find the sound.

I immediately see darkness before my eyes.

That seemed to tell me what solitude was.

I’m at a loss.

desolation.

loneliness.

But I know that just being able to go through that time was a blessing.

So, from the time I left the desert island until now, while playing the piano on stage, I have never shed a tear.

Because right now, there was more gratitude and happiness within me than sadness and sadness.

I was happy to meet you.

Just being able to meet him was enough.

Hoping for more was greed.

however.

And yet.

A thin, warm tear ran down my cheek.

My emotions try to move differently than I think.

‘I am······.’

at that time.

The darkness before my eyes slowly began to disappear.

I see countless shiny things.

My memories replay as if I was watching a movie.

The Milky Way visible in the middle of the night.

I see Mr. Miller and I riding a small boat in the open sea.

I am bigger than I am now.

So, is that me in the future or me in the past?

There was little I could know about this world.

they have a conversation

I listened.

They talk about the Milky Way and the stars.

Romantic conversations make you laugh.

‘Uncle Miller was a very philosophical person.’

A person who was extremely light at times, but often told stories that penetrated through life.

The man spoke to me there.

About the value of music.

And it carefully explains the moment and eternity.

Music progresses as time passes, but sometimes it transcends everything.

When I said I didn’t understand there, Mr. Miller laughed.

‘Seojin.’

‘There will come a time when you too will understand me.’

There I fell asleep before I knew it.

Uncle Miller’s hand pats me.

Comfort me so I can sleep sweetly.

Is this a memory that remained somewhere inside me?

Is this a memory engraved in my subconscious while I was asleep on the boat?

I couldn’t figure it out.

There was little I knew.

The scene changes.

I remember playing the piano in the lobby of the Singapore National Hospital.

And the memory of me humming unconsciously also came to mind.

That wasn’t all.

I remember humming while composing music.

I remember recording a guide by humming when I couldn’t write lyrics.

When I played the ⌜Boat Song⌟ at Carnegie Hall, I even remember briefly raising my voice at the end of the performance.

Memories that had been buried deep in my unconscious mind suddenly surfaced.

Amazing feeling.

My memories passing by like a panorama seemed to be talking about ‘my voice.’

There is a story I heard from Uncle Miller while learning about music on a deserted island.

As music developed, the flow shifted from ‘vocal music’ to ‘instrumental music’.

Music that can easily express emotions through the human voice has become very difficult in instrumental music that requires musical instruments.

People laugh when they are happy, cry when they are sad, and express exclamations when they are surprised.

A primal yet instinctive action.

People easily express it with their voices.

But it’s difficult to express that with a musical instrument.

So the performer must make endless efforts.

You must sharpen all your senses and be able to convey your emotions in your performance.

Only then can you properly convey music to others.

If you want music to be conveyed truthfully without any distortion, a lot of effort is needed.

‘Seojin. You should be able to reveal everything you have to the audience. And it is important to convey the scenery and emotions you are drawing. ‘That is very difficult.’

‘I guess too… I think I only showed half of it. ‘My life as a pianist was very short.’

‘but.’

‘Seojin, you can do it. You will be able to get closest to the original meaning of music. I know you can do that.’

‘It might be awkward at first. If you do that, it will make a clicking sound as if you stepped on a thumbtack. You might actually cry to express your sadness. There will be times when you sing and play. But someday. Someday······.’

‘The day will come when your meaning will be conveyed just by playing the piano.’

‘I’m sure I heard you humming.’

‘It was a memory too vivid to be dismissed as a simple illusion.’

‘The warm melody you wanted to convey to me still lingers in my ears.’

‘Your music was definitely conveyed to me.’

‘And that humming you told me…’

‘It was very beautiful.’

“······.”

Uncle Miller.

Lucid dream.

Humming.

Uninhabited island.

piano.

All my thoughts were intertwined and I realized one truth.

‘My music… We reached that place by jumping through time…’

As a musician I still lack skills, I think I had to use my own voice to express the sound inside me.

My music definitely touched Uncle Miller’s heart.

Mr. Miller definitely heard the ⌜Trouimerai⌟ that I played at the hospital at that time.

I was able to find out this fact.

I knew it even though no one told me.

Transcendence.

The true meaning of music.

Now I feel just a little bit…

I was able to understand music.

The sound of my piano, which had become fainter, becomes clearer.

The melody of the left and right hands is differentiated, signaling the climax of the song.

Finally, I heard the sound of the piano.

I opened my eyes.

The teardrops forming in the corners of my eyes couldn’t stop me from playing.

My solitude is gradually fading away.

I looked at the audience.

A shout is heard from the middle of the first floor of the crowded auditorium.

‘Seojin.’

In that seat, hidden from view by tears.

A clear cry is heard.

Such a warm voice.

He is the one who brought me blessings.

Fills the empty seats.

It fills my heart.

Before you know it, the song is reaching its end.

ritenuto ad libitum.

Franz Liszt’s instructions for the performer to set the tempo arbitrarily.

I changed the ending of ⌜God’s Blessing in Solitude⌟ to be a little more cheerful.

The beautiful and flowing performance continues.

It expresses a hopeful melody in the key of F sharp major, which gives the feeling of overcoming hardship and adversity.

All the audience here.

So that we can let go of our sorrow and move forward anew.

I hope that everyone’s loneliness will be blessed.

It created a peaceful silence.

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‘Perfect immersion…’

A performance that gives you goosebumps.

Professor Hoover grasped the back of his other hand tightly with one hand.

That child was conveying his will to people and singing about healing.

This performance will definitely remain in people’s memories for a long time.

There will be people whose lives change, and there will also be people whose attitude toward life changes.

Who would have dared to imagine that he could play like this?

That child was taking advantage of this moment to play Yeongwon (永遠).

It was influencing people.

Endless thoughts are put into each note.

‘I can’t believe it…’

genius.

Such expressions felt weak.

Professor Hoover looked at his students.

All excellent performers.

But among them, there was no one who could play like this.

‘Plus, the performance gives off such warmth. I definitely felt a crushing loneliness just from the beginning of the performance… That feeling has completely disappeared now.’

Was it intended to provide contrast to the performance?

Of course that could happen.

But Hoover decided to trust this intuition he was feeling right away.

‘······ Did you change the interpretation to fit your changing thoughts during the performance? Did you make it believable on stage and show it to the audience without any addition or subtraction?’

Is that possible?

It’s impossible to know right now.

But what if it really was.

‘I guess we can say that the pianist of the century has emerged…’

Professor Hoover watched the child’s performance with bated breath.

After the first performance, Lin, who was trying to look up the pamphlet to check the song that followed, just looked at the stage.

I looked at the child while rubbing my eyes.

It was an amazing experience.

Even though I don’t know much about music…

I could feel that Seojin’s performance was trying to embrace everyone here.

I will take all the sadness you are feeling.

If you have any burden on your mind, relieve some of it here and walk lightly.

They were comforting me and telling me that everything was okay.

Tears eventually flow down Rin’s cheeks.

The emotions I was trying to suppress burst out.

What on earth is music?

Is it bringing out the emotions that have been secretly built up over the past years and embracing them?

I couldn’t explain it logically, but I could definitely feel it.

Seojin’s music was very warm and cozy.

He was comforting me through music.

Something magical.

So, Lin hopes that such magical things will continue to happen in the world…

I tried praying in my mind.

‘I wish all the sick people in the world would disappear.’

‘I just hope it makes them smile.’

‘Just as Seojin’s music shows surprise, I hope something magical like that happens again somewhere in the world.’

‘That’s enough for me…’

Lin hoped and hoped again.

Rong, who was sitting next to me, had already closed his eyes.

Ever since that kid played ⌜God’s Blessing in Silence⌟.

Until now, I am playing Mendelssohn’s song.

Rong looked at the scenery the child was drawing.

A place of peace and tranquility.

Rong listened more closely to the sound of the piano.

‘This scene you show…’

‘It’s so beautiful that it brings tears to my eyes…’

‘It makes me forget for a moment the pain that is engraved in my heart forever…’

‘okay······.’

‘thanks······.’

Rong opened his eyes and looked at the stage.

The child who was wearing a patient gown when I saw him at the hospital last year is playing Hope in front of an audience of 2,000 people.

Condolences to everyone.

Rong smiled at the confident appearance of the child.

The transparent melody of the piano wafts through the concert hall.

An elegant yet sublime performance continues.

The audience shed tears or smiled.

Those who are filled with longing think of that person.

Those who are sad are comforted by the music.

I looked at the stage.

The child’s recital was already approaching its end.

The song that started with Liszt’s ⌜God’s Blessing in Solitude⌟ is about to end with Liszt’s song again.

Franz Liszt – 6 Consolations, No. 3 S.172

Franz Liszt – Number 3 of the Six ⌜Consolations⌟ S.172

This recital is a performance planned by ‘Child of Hope’ to express gratitude to Singapore’s medical staff and rescue team.

Although this information was not included in the promotion, it was a fact that everyone knew.

so.

The meaning of this last song was clear.

The child wanted to give them comfort.

And I would like to express my gratitude.

That feeling was clearly revealed in the performance.

Starting with the lyrical accompaniment in D flat major, the pianist’s right hand quietly creates a narrative.

A very peaceful yet emotional melody.

A child’s delicate and subtle emotions are conveyed through the piano.

⌜Consolation⌟ is a song written by Franz Liszt when he was going through hardships.

For those who are suffering more than yourself.

To give that person comfort.

I worked hard to create this beautiful melody.

In the middle of this song, which is made in the form of a rondo with a repeated theme, a sad harmony appears that seems to depict Liszt’s hardships.

However, the harmony soon changes into a warm major melody and is forgotten.

The peaceful melody returns again.

When you get used to the melody that was played calmly by both hands, the left hand’s accompaniment disappears first, signaling the end.

In a calm and serene atmosphere, only the melody of the right hand resonates in the concert hall.

One note, one note.

Sharp and clear.

People felt a bit of sadness and comfort at the same time as the melody played without accompaniment.

The melody was already finished.

When only the reverberation of the piano wafts through the concert hall.

The child slowly took his hands off the keys.

The performance is all over.

Still, the audience stared blankly at the stage.

His piano playing was so lyrical…

Because I didn’t know how to react to this.

Time just passed by.

at that time.

An audience member who was wiping away tears stood up.

It was Rin who courageously started clapping on her own.

Only then did the audience begin to stand up one by one.

There was no cheering.

The audience kept their mouths shut as if they had made a promise.

There was no shouting, just applause until the palms became hot.

It was a courtesy to the pianist who played hope and comfort.

The audience held the child’s performance in their hearts.

Finally, the child stood up.

The child’s gaze, looking around the audience, stays in one place.

The young pianist who gave a great performance today looked at the middle audience seat on the first floor of the concert hall for a long time.

While smiling brighter than ever.

I said hello.