When life hurts too much, music is our only consolation.
So here is the finale of Rachmaninoff's Piano Sonata no.2, Op.36
My interpretation of this sonata is on the theme of the triumph over adversity, in the cold of the night blizzard that we call life, where the only solution is to become the blizzard itself (pardon the bad poetry). I play the 1913 version. Those who are only familiar with the 1931 version may find it interesting to hear the parts that bring more complexity to the piece but were later removed to make it more playable. My former teacher would probably tell me that my playing sounds like something out of an asylum in Moscow. But I needed to play this today.
Piano: Baldwin SD-10 concert grand