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First ever piano solo recording. An hour of improvisation. SABC M1 Studio, Steinway Concert Grand. Recording sponsored by my late mother, Mariana le Roux. 1999. My brother,
Johan, and his wife, was present in the studio booth. His presence
inspired me. I played as i used to at the time: giving performances
on acoustic piano, starting with nothing, ending with silence. I refused
having recordings made of my playing for some 6 years. I believed
it was against the spirit of creating in the moment. I feared that
listening back to them would hinder my development. The "recording"
needs to take place inside, depositing whatever can stay in the subconscious,
to be released in new dream-like forms with another moment of playing.
Yet people wanted to have something to go back to in my physical absence.
I could earn something from selling cds, on top of live performing
(I only lived from a backpack at the time, my overheads were minimal).
eventually recoding became an integral part of my overall creativity
cycle. I left that "pure" state, along with the backpack.
But still, there is something to be said for hat, something that is
reflected in this recording, an almost existential thrust, demanding
from the instrument to deliver a certain finality - the final word
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