Caprice No. 24 (english ver)

Boston shymphony hall, 2018 (POV - Jonathan)

This majestic space that has stood on Massachusetts Avenue, Boston since 1900 will witness the birth of a talented young violinist this year. This space that can accommodate more than two thousand visitors has become a historical symbol since 1999 and is also the top 3 concert hall in the world. whoever the musician sets foot here is sure to be big names. And only Beethoven's name was written on the stage. The halls are relatively long, narrow and tall, in the form of rectangular "shoeboxes" such as the Amsterdam Concertgebouw and Vienna's Musikverein. It is 18.6 m high, 22.9 m wide, and 38.1 m long from the lower back wall to the front of the stage. The stage walls tilt inward to help focus the sound. Except for the wooden floors, the Hall was constructed of brick, steel and plaster, with simple decorations. The side balconies are very shallow to avoid traps or silencers, and the sided ceilings and sculptural alcoves along three sides help provide excellent acoustics to each seat. Conductor Herbert von Karajan, in comparing it to Musikverein, stated that "for a lot of music, it is even better ... because of the slightly lower echo time." Symphony Hall organ, Aeolian-Skinner with 4,800 pipes (Opus 1134) designed by G. Donald Harrison, installed in 1949, and signed by Albert Schweitzer. It replaced the first organ of the hall, built in 1900 by Boston's George S.Hutchings, which was electrically locked, with 62 rows of nearly 4,000 pipes installed in a room 12 feet (3.7 m) deep and 40 feet (12 feet) high. m). The Hutchings organ went out of style in the 1940's when lighter, clearer tones were the choice. E. Power Biggs, often lead organist for orchestras, lobbied hard for thinner bass and accented trebles. Of course all the information he got from wikipedia. How could a man like him be able to come here, this was the first time he had traveled abroad and set foot in a music hall this big. never imagined by him at all.

This magnificent room will witness the debut of a 24 year old violinist from Indonesia. For a moment he closed his eyes, a flash of shadow appeared in his memory. Beautiful and delicate hand, pinned a ring on her ring finger, a pretty smile. everything turned in an instant filled with blood. he holds his head. he said inside his head no, not now. He sat on the edge of the mattress, in the hotel that had been provided by the committee. the best hotel in Boston. soft mattress, five star facilities. He then lay down which was only wrapped in a white bathrob. his mind was swept away by vague memories. Imagine the beautiful face of a woman, was running while pulling her hand in the middle of the expanse of weeds. the dusk sun shone on her face, her hair moved beautifully in the wind, the ripples on her yellow dress looked so perfect. The girl stopped and looked at the man's face warmly, those beautiful brown eyes radiating deep passion and love at the same time. She then came closer and whispered something. Suddenly the man woke up from a flashback of his memory because of a phone. "hello" came a voice on the other side

"Hello"

"this me, your father " the voice of the old man broke the silence of the room

"yes"

"Have you arrived? Father wishes you success" the man didn't know what to answer, the room became quieter than a cemetery, more sinister than a haunted house and felt very gloomy. the sound of the table clock sounds like a dynamic beat of music. he looks at the table. it's 11.00, it was time for him to prepare for a luncheon with the other orchestra players and carry out the rehearsal afterwards. He immediately put on his inner shirt and a thick sweater, and long pants

it was snowing and very cold here.

"welcome, sir Jonathan " a man greets him

"thank you Mr. Dunn"

"did you enjoyed your room?"

"yes, it's really good. I never sleep at suit before"

"of course we give the best service for our special guest. follow me please"

I walked following Mr. Dunn, he is one of the organizers of this concert event. he was very experienced in escorting guests. language and gestures as well as posture as if they were used to things like this. whereas I, an ordinary man who has never been educated about manner or formal grammar and attended formal and lavish events like this, is very stiff. I avoid talking too much, I am afraid to say the wrong thing. this opportunity comes only once in a lifetime, take it or leave it. success for life or shame for life. I sat next to a female pianist named Jane. Jane has blonde hair and blue eyes. he already reflects the blue bloods in the real world, he wears casual clothes but looks very elegant. It's not like me whose aura still feels shabby even though it's wrapped in nice clothes from sponsors. For Jane this is the third time she has performed at the Boston Shymphony Hall. I sat hanging at the edge of the chair, as if the chair was not suitable for me to sit on.

"Jonathan, are you all right?" Jane

"yes, thank you"

she then smiled

"you now, everyone always has a first time. so instead nervous or worry about it, try to relax and enjoy it" she then winked at me

I try to improve the sitting position to make it more comfortable. we started the lunch after the conductor came. the conductor this time is Ken David Masur, everyone knows him very well. a Japanese German-blooded conductor who was born in America, the son of one of the famous conductors Kurt Masur. he is also a pianist and soprano. he was also active in the choir since childhood. being an assistant conductor and the various long history he has gone through to be in his place now. I've only met him a few times through zoom meetings. He is a disciplined and very talented person, of course, there is no way I can be comparable to him. his impression when met in person was completely different. lunch ends at 1 o'clock, we immediately get into the car to the hall, and get ready to practice. there are about 30 personnel, ranging from pianists, violinists, cellists, flutes and others. We'll be performing a tchaikovsky flower waltz, and my special performance accompanied by Jane and conductor Ken David Masur, Paganini Caprice 24. I know it's a tough choice, but it's a challenge I have to take, also there's a story behind it.

I stand in my position, put the violin on my shoulder, I close my eyes, take a deep breath. otherwise everything I've been through all this time will be in vain. Wait, I'll definitely come back and pick you up. the ring on my finger shine by the lamp of this majestic hall lamp.

I start to play as all the story of my past me start to played as my music.