Podcasts about debussy

Attention Bach buffs, Shostakovich stans and Debussy devotees! Head over to Grant Park and you can catch free classical concerts all summer long. But this isn't just an exciting opportunity to revel in the music, it's a chance for up-and-coming orchestral musicians and singers to be a part of the action through the Festival String and Vocal Fellowship. Reset sits down with two fellowship participants: violinist Maria Gabriela Mendez Martinez and violist Joshua Thaver. We also hear from fellowship manager Amelia Sie. For a full archive of Reset interviews, head over to wbez.org/reset.

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The American singer songwriter Suzanne Vega released her first studio album almost exactly 40 years ago – and it soon found an audience, particularly here in the UK where it sold more than 300, 000 copies. Listeners responded to her understated, acoustic sound and thoughtful lyrics, in songs such as Marlene on the Wall and Luka. Another of her songs, Tom's Diner, took on a life of its own. It's been sampled by dozens of artists and one remix became a global hit.Suzanne recently released her tenth studio album, Flying with Angels, and will be embarking on a major tour with dates in England and Scotland later this year. Her mix of music includes Bartok, Rachmaninov, Philip Glass and Debussy. Producer: Clare Walker

Musique classique Jean Perron, Laurent Patenaude et Jean Lecomte Tous les samedis matins, de 9 h à 12 h, L'Accroche-coeur propose aux auditeurs et auditrices férus de découvertes et de musiques rares, plus de 1000 ans de musique, des premiers temps du Moyen-Âge à aujourd'hui.; musiques savantes ou populaires, profanes ou sacrées mettant en vedettes les plus grands artistes capables de mettre en valeurs les oeuvres des Pérotin, Machaut, Dufay, Bach, Vivaldi, Beethoven, Chopin, Debussy, Poulenc, Jarrett et tous ces anonymes dont la postérité n'a retenu que les oeuvres. Le samedi matin, c'est le moment privilégié que CKRL, la radio culturelle de Québec, vous offre pour entendre les plus belles oeuvres de la musique occidentale, celles qui ont fait la meilleure partie de l'humanité. Jean Perron, Laurent Patenaude et Jean Lecomte mettent, tour à tour, leurs connaissances et leur amour de la musique à la portée de tous et toutes. C'est le rendez-vous bien-être de la semaine sur nos ondes.

Continuing our exploration of queer pride in classical music, I bring you the great baryton-martin Pierre Bernac (1899 – 1979), known first and foremost as a creator of some of the most exquisite mélodies of his friend and musical partner Francis Poulenc. Later Bernac became renowned as the exemplar of style and taste in the interpretation of French art song. In this episode, however, I wanted to explore his contribution as a singer of the music of composers other than Poulenc. I had already found some great orchestral song cycles by André Jolivet and Louis Beydts, as well as a sublimely anachronistic recording of a Bach cantata, but just yesterday I came upon a series of rare recordings that Bernac made in 1935 for the Ultraphone label. These include songs by Debussy and Hahn accompanied by pianists Jean Doyen and Boris Golschmann (who was the brother of the conductor Vladimir Golschmann, and whose tragic story I relate), as well as an earlier (and even more exquisite) recording of Chausson's “Le colibri.” But perhaps the crown jewels among these early records were two duets with the exquisite French-Algerian soprano Leïla Ben Sedira which won the Grand Prix du Disque in 1936. I have folded these deeply satisfying early recordings into the setlist that I had already partially assembled for a very special episode that I hope that you will enjoy! Countermelody is a podcast devoted to the glory and the power of the human voice raised in song. Singer and vocal aficionado Daniel Gundlach explores great singers of the past and present focusing in particular on those who are less well-remembered today than they should be. Daniel's lifetime in music as a professional countertenor, pianist, vocal coach, voice teacher, and journalist yields an exciting array of anecdotes, impressions, and “inside stories.” At Countermelody's core is the celebration of great singers of all stripes, their instruments, and the connection they make to the words they sing. By clicking on the following link (https://linktr.ee/CountermelodyPodcast) you can find the dedicated Countermelody website which contains additional content including artist photos and episode setlists. The link will also take you to Countermelody's Patreon page, where you can pledge your monthly or yearly support at whatever level you can afford.

Ein Theaterskandal, ein Gerichtsprozess und jede Menge Feinde. Hätte Erik Satie gewusst, worauf er sich mit der Ballettmusik "Parade" einlässt, hätte er die Finger davon gelassen. Von Michael Lohse.

 Karen Saves The Universe: Part 3Karen Embarks on a cure campaign.Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Karen sighed, "Might as well. Let's go kill the libido of an entire civilization, Holland."Holland took her arm and soon the cell where she was held disappeared and another space formed around them. Captain Hemsworth and several crew members from the ship stood nearby, as well as Ensign Holland who was still holding her arm, reassuringly. Looking around, Karen saw that they were in what appeared to be a sound-booth of sorts. One crewmember activated some equipment and moved one protruding tentacle closer to Karen's mouth and another toward Captain Hemsworth's."Are we ready, Ellis?" Captain Hemsworth asked, clearing his throat. Ellis nodded and stepped back from the tentacles. Hemsworth tapped the end of the tentacle and a booming noise reverberated around the room. He cleared his throat several more times and straightened his collar. "People of Priam! Your deliverance has come! You sent us forth among the stars to find the cure to the horrid addiction of filth that has infiltrated our minds and we have not failed you! We have dedicated our lives to this effort, foregone having families, and any comforts of home to bring you this salvation! Behold; The Karen!" he proclaimed, gesturing for Karen to speak."Um; hi?" Karen said, unsurely. Hemsworth glanced at Ellis who was reading some type of display. Ellis frowned and motioned for her to continue speaking. "Um; my name is Karen;""Hi Karen;” several crew members responded unanimously before Captain Hemsworth cut them off with a gesture."Um; I'm not quite sure what I'm supposed to say. I heard you're all having some troubles. I'm sorry. I know what that's like. I've had some troubles, too. I married the wrong person; someone who didn't really love me. I wasn't brave and I tried to avoid trouble too much. I had four kids, but they grew up seeing me treated badly, so they don't really see me as being worth much; if they don't need me to be a mom anymore, what good am I to them? I love them, but; I wish I had done more with my life. Now, I'm getting a divorce; and now that I'm in my 50's, I'm not young and beautiful anymore, so it's like I'm invisible to most people. My body hurts more than it used to; and I'm afraid most days. I don't know what's going to happen to me. Everything keeps changing and I don't know where I belong. I feel like I've failed all the time. But, they said that maybe I could help you, so; I hope I can help make things better for you. I'd like to see something good come out of all this," Karen said, wiping some tears off her cheeks. Holland stepped next to her and took her hand. She smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder."Ellis?" Hemsworth asked.Ellis looked up from the display, a disconcerted expression on his face. "I don't understand;” he murmured, leaning down and feverishly working on the equipment. "They're hearing it. I know they're hearing it;”"It's not working? She just spoke more than it took to knock out the entire bridge crew! What do you mean it's not working?" Hemsworth said, frustrated. Karen looked at Holland, who simply shrugged.Captain Hemsworth frowned with determination and motioned to Karen, "Speak again. Louder. Talk about the cobb salad! Men, brace yourselves!" he ordered."Cobb salad?" Karen repeated, surprised. "Oh, well, um; it's just yummy. It's got hard boiled eggs, tomatoes, bacon, and avocado on a bed of lettuce; chives and bleu cheese over the top is good, too. The nice thing is that all the ingredients are put into neat little rows across the lettuce, so you can choose exactly what you want in each bite! It's not just a big mess like other salads. You know, I could make you one ; do you guys have avocadoes?" she said enthusiastically, looking to Holland.Holland immediately began looking up something on his hand-held computer. "Av-o-ca-does; do they yield their young willingly, or do we need to;""What the hell is going on???" Captain Hemsworth yelled, grabbing Holland's ear and looking inside. "Holland! You're not wearing protection! Why aren't you unconscious on the floor?""Oh, um; they were kind of uncomfortable, and they made it hard to hear what she was remembering, and;""You Remembered With The Karen? What Is Wrong With You?" Hemsworth shouted, before calming himself. "Momoa, get some caffeline ready. I need to hear her again," he said, bracing himself as he pulled what looked like slugs out of his ears. "Speak again about the salad;”"Okay, uh; most like to eat it with a vinaigrette? I think that gets to be a bit too much if there's bleu cheese on top, though. Sometimes I'll get it with ranch or something creamy because then;""What the hell, Holland! What did you do to The Karen? I barely feel anything!" Hemsworth yelled, grabbing Holland by the uniform."Um; I don't know; we just talked and remembered; you know, she's really nice, if you get to;""Dammit, You've Broken The Karen, Holland! How Are We Supposed To;" Captain Hemsworth yelled until he was interrupted by a knock nearby.Lieutenant Ellis activated a control on his display and a hole formed in the wall of the room. An assembly of Priamites entered the room, as smoothly as if they were rolled in on a platform together. The crew of the Onan immediately fell prostrate on the floor before them. Karen, unwilling to lie face-down on a floor she hadn't cleaned herself, looked around uncomfortably and gave the assembly a small wave. One Priamite raised her hand to return the gesture but was quickly stopped by her neighbor."Welcome, crew of the Onan," one of the assembly said, followed by the rest of the assembly nodding agreeably. "We are most appreciative of all your; efforts. We realize that you have dedicated several of your lifetimes to freeing our civilization from the throes of pornographic addiction, and for your many sacrifices, we thank you," the speaker said, then glanced around uncomfortably at the others. "Most unexpectedly, ah; while the Eros Curse was most distressing to the initial generations, the subsequent generations acclimated to it rather quickly. Then, as fashions changed, the Eros Curse became more of a joke, really; dance mixes were made, memes;”"Excuse me?" Captain Hemsworth said, lifting his face from the floor."I mean, sure, the Eros Curse is still out there. It's just that it's just become something people live with. It doesn't take over our lives, but some indulge in it a little after the kids have gone to bed for the night. I mean, it's not really such a big deal. It adds a little spice to an otherwise boring life, you know?""Boring life?" Hemsworth repeated, rising to his feet. "Are you telling me that all of Priam just walks around, living life, thinking about; that?""Well, yes, but we are very grateful for all you and your crew have done for us. We express our thanks to all the crews of the ships we loaded up with uptight intellectuals that were determined to rid our civilization of; alternative thoughts. We have come here to present you and your crew with a commemorative plaque for all your;""Is this some kind of joke?" Hemsworth said, pacing around. "I've been trekking throughout the universe looking for a cure to your abhorrent lust-filled thoughts and now you just want to give me a plaque for a lifetime of sacrifice because you don't see a problem with your disgusting sticky existence?""Well, there's no need to kink-shame;” the assembly spokesperson muttered, "Honestly, you never wondered why they sent the most uptight assholes on the planet off on a vague 'mission' and never really asked for progress reports?""I don't believe this;” Hemsworth said, his eyes bulging, nostrils flaring. "We've sacrificed our lives for nothing???""Oh, I see where this is going;” Karen said to Holland, who seemed to be trying to assume a duck-and-cover position."How could you do this to us???" Hemsworth yelled."Use the diaphragm for projection, baby; you can do it;” Karen encouraged."I Want; To See; The Manager!" Captain Hemsworth yelled at the top of his lungs, causing a feedback loop to screech throughout the room. The last thing Karen saw before falling unconscious was the sight of every Priamite in the room projectile vomiting on each other. The stench was overwhelming.Karen's Humility.Karen lifted her face off the bathroom floor, overwhelmed by the stench. She brushed off a spare piece of toilet paper stuck to her face, as she tried to remember what had happened. Her lungs burned from what she slowly recognized as pepper spray. She gathered her purse and stumbled out of the stall and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were red, and a bruise was swelling where her cheek hit the floor. She splashed some cold water on her face and wiped off the makeup that streaked in the process. This was Snookers; not Baker's Pie. She had just ripped a kid a new asshole for not having cobb salad on the menu. What was she doing with her life?Upon exiting the bathroom, she ran into Travis the Waiter, who looked like he had just splashed water on his face, too. Dread and unease filled his face upon seeing her before it was quickly masked into concern. "Oh, um; are you okay? Can I get you some ice for that?" he asked, looking at the bruise on her cheek."What? Oh, no, honey. I'm okay. I just fell," she said, before meeting his eyes and taking his hand in hers. "Travis, I'm so sorry about the way I treated you. That was awful, and I have no excuse. You didn't deserve that.""It's okay; it happens," Travis said, carefully."It shouldn't, though. I was wrong, and I'm sorry. Would you mind if I just gave you some cash to cover the meal and snuck out of here? God knows what that group of biddies will gossip about when I go out there like this," Karen said, gesturing to herself."Yeah, that should be no problem," Travis said, taking the money she offered. "Are you sure you're okay?"Karen nodded, "I'm fine. I've just got some things to do. You've got a sweet heart, honey. Keep listening to it."Karen swallowed nervously as she went up the walkway to the small suburban house. She hadn't called before coming. It was rude of her not to call ahead of time, but then again, she was pretty sure that her number had been blocked. She didn't know if her oldest son had gone "no contact" or just "low contact" with her, but she was pretty sure her daughter-in-law would threaten to call the police within five minutes of her ringing the doorbell. Nevertheless, when she got up to the door, Karen put her finger forward and rang the bell."What do you want, Karen?" Hailey's terse voice came through the doorbell."Oh; you got one of those camera doorbell things; that's nice;” she began, unsure of how to say what was in her heart without a face in front of her."What do you want?" Hailey repeated."Um; I wanted to talk with you;""The last time you wanted to 'talk' with me, you just wanted to see my kids while you criticized my inadequate housekeeping, my inept child-rearing, and my unattractive post-pregnancy body. So, forgive me if I'd prefer not to have a heart-to-heart, Karen," Hailey interrupted."You're right," Karen said, looking at the dark circle holding the doorbell's camera. "I did that. I did that. I have not been kind to you. When Cal Jr. brought you home, I was not welcoming. I should have been; because you deserved that. You deserved it because you made my son happy. You have made him happier than I've ever known him to be; and that's what I've always wanted for him. If you were just like me, if you did all the things that I obnoxiously told you to do; he wouldn't be half as happy as he is with you; just as you are. If for no other reason than my son's happiness, you have my gratitude. I'm sorry that I've wasted the chances you've given me to know you better. You're brave and confident and funny. Honestly, I think you're the person I wished I could have been at your age. I'm sorry for a lot of things but being wasteful; saying thoughtless things that hardened people's hearts; those are the things that I wish I could take back the most. So, um;” Karen said, checking her notes on her phone's notepad to make sure she got all the points she wanted, "that's pretty much it. Oh, and I put that chocolate mousse recipe you liked on this index card so you can make it, but feel free to call me if you can't read my writing; or if you, you know, ever need anything."Karen nodded at the doorbell and started back down the walkway toward her car, blinking back tears. She had wasted so much time, so many chances. She didn't know if there was a point in trying again now, but she had to. She wasn't getting any younger.As she reached the end of the walkway, she was nearly knocked over by two little bodies running into her and grabbing onto her legs. Tears fell freely down her cheeks as she bent down to pick up her grandchildren, kissing them until they tried to wiggle away. As they started simultaneously telling her everything they had been doing while she was away, Karen's eyes drifted up to the doorway where her pierced and tattooed daughter-in-law stood. "Thank you" Karen mouthed silently over her grandchildren's backs.Karen pushed open the doors of Forest Glenn Hospice Care, her bag stuffed with an array of items and went up to the front desk. "Karen Weaver. I'm here for Dana Stevens," she said.The new girl at the reception desk looked at Karen with quiet unease. "Um; Ms. Stevens has requested only visitors who have;" Karen smirked and lifted the wig off her head, revealing her clean-shaven head. "Oh! Great! Go right in," she said, relieved.The corridor of the hospice facility was peaceful and quiet; exactly the kind of thing the old Dana would hate. Entering her room, Karen looked for any signs that other visitors had been to see Dana but saw nothing. Dana was napping again, her face drawn and gaunt, but thankfully not in pain. Karen put down her bag in a nearby chair and took out a rolled-up electronic piano keyboard and unfurled it on a table next to the hospital bed. As she was on her hands and knees trying to find an outlet to use, she heard Dana clear her throat. "What the hell is that?" she asked, smirking as she nodded at the keyboard."Your afternoon's entertainment. I ordered it on Amazon; you should have seen the bitchy reviews. Reminded me of you. Mind you, I haven't played since Cal got rid of the piano when it didn't fit in the Brooklyn apartment, so you're in for a treat," Karen said, rubbing her hands together and moving her glasses on top of her head so she could see the keyboard controls."Calvin Carmichael in a Brooklyn apartment. My god. What was it that emptied the Carmichael family coffers after they stole you away from me, again?" Dana asked, her sunken eyes taking in every detail of Karen's face as she hovered over the keyboard."Bernie Madoff; cleaned 'em dry. His parents were ever so shocked when they had to sell their properties and move to Florida," Karen said. "They weren't poor; they had enough to retire, but; they were horridly middle class.""Karma's a bitch," Dana said, pushing back against her pillows to sit up more. "Kare; I'm so sorry I didn't talk with you when you came back to the apartment. I could have helped you; we both would have helped you."Karen's smile faded, remembering and wondering what might have been. Dana would have helped her, but she was certain Dana's help would be help to get an abortion; and then she would never have had the joy of knowing her grandchildren. Dean would have; well, it was impossible to know what he would have done, but he would have helped. "Well, consider this your punishment," Karen said, stretching her fingers. "Are you ready?""I'm on opiates, baby. Bring it on;” Dana said, a smile moving across her face.Karen's fingers moved across the keys, and at first, she was put off by the strangeness of the keys and the sensation of tapping on something flat instead of the feel of a piano. Then, memory took over and her hands remembered the dance. Years fell away as she was filled again with the joy of making music. She started with "Clair de lune," a gentle Debussy chosen to respect the frailty of her friend's condition.Upon playing the final chords, she looked up for her friend's reaction to see that Dana had covered her face with a pillow in an attempt to smother herself. "God, you're rusty. You used to be better than me. What have you been doing with those hands?" she complained."Raising kids; kneading dough; finding random women's' panties when I changed sheets on the bed," Karen said, ruefully."Should've jumped Dean while you had the chance;” Dana murmured.Karen bit her lips and closed her eyes. "Um; how; how is he?"Dana stared into Karen's eyes for a painfully long moment, then looked out the window, away from Karen. "Life; life wasn't kind to him. After I graduated, he moved back home to take care of Nana. He only came to the city to look after me, anyway. Living alone hardened him. I haven't seen him in years; not that I'd want to see what he's become. Sometimes you just need to let people go, Kare," she said, sighing sadly. "Anyway; I need a laugh. Show me how pathetic your Jerry Lee Lewis catalog is.""Yes, ma'am," Karen said, blinking back tears and starting into "Great Balls of Fire."The wind coming through the drivers' side window ruffled the inch-long cap of vivid red hair that had grown on Karen's head as she drove down the winding West Virginia roads that she hadn't seen in 30 years. The beauty of this place still softened and relaxed her as much as it had, oh so long ago. Despite Dana's warnings, Karen's heart demanded that she make this trip; and after all she had lost, she was determined to listen to her heart from now on, until she could no longer hear it.She frowned at her passenger and began coughing as a noxious odor swirled around, filling her SUV. She rolled her window down further in self-preservation. This was probably a bad idea; but after all these years of thinking things through and being sensible, she felt entitled to indulge in a few harebrained schemes."Country road; take me home; to the place; I belong; West Virginia; mountain mama; take me home; country road;” she sang, smiling as the wooded foothills rose up in the distance. The path became rough when she turned by the Stevens mailbox and began bouncing up through the woods toward the cozy home. Her passenger surveyed the woods around the vehicle with increasing excitement.Karen started doubting herself, though. It was ridiculous, the more she thought about it. All her emails had gone unanswered. The phone number she was given was out of service. Three decades had passed since she came here; why would he want to see a 50-something woman with an unflattering haircut and stretch marks just because he had fallen in love with the 20-something version of her? Would Dean even remember her at all? She ran through her plan again in her mind again. It sounded really stupid, now. At least it would let her make a quick exit if things didn't work out, though.She broke out in a cold sweat when the house came into view. It was just as she had remembered it, maintained well, but not changed. It was like a holy place, kept perfectly through the ages in reverence for what it represented.She pulled up to the house and parked. No one emerged, so she would have to go in. She would have to go knock on that door and see the unrecognition or even disappointment in his eyes. She needed to go tell him about his sister. Opening the door, she slid out and hopped to the ground and stretched her legs. Suddenly, a braying roar filled the air and a wall of fur launched itself from behind the house and came for her. "SIT!" Karen yelled. Her command, though impressive, appeared only to be a gentle suggestion to the monster that continued to charge her. "STAY!" Karen shouted. This recommendation also appeared to go unheeded."BUSTER, NO!" a voice from the porch yelled, and Karen couldn't help but stare at her first glimpse of Dean in decades. He looked wild. Wild hair, wild beard, a body that had to be formed by the wilderness, itself. Not a drop of civilization tainted the essence of this man; and it made her want to laugh and cry at the same time. Karen began walking toward him, completely forgetting about the fearsome beast avalanche coming to bury her. Dean jumped down from the porch and began running toward the flurry of fur and teeth that had bent its path upon Karen's destruction.A split second before Buster reached Karen, the passenger of her vehicle silently flew out, tackled him with a full-body slam and the two went rolling back from where Karen now stood next to Dean. The two tumbled, tearing up the grass and knocking over the woodpile in the commotion. Buster yelped loudly and jumped free of the massive shaggy-furred beast that was still intent upon teaching him some manners. "Judith, come!" Karen called, and with a final snarl at Buster, Judith returned to where Karen stood and sat by her side, still glaring to where Buster stood looking dumbfounded."Well, I'll be damned;” Dean murmured, looking at the still-cowed Buster in wonder."Girl dog privilege," Karen replied simply. "What is that thing, anyway?" she asked, nodding to where Buster now stood whining and trying to approach the growling Judith."Bernese Mountain Dog; Great Pyrenees; and probably a bit of German Shepherd;” Dean murmured, turning toward her. His eyes traveled over her slowly and boldly."Judith's Akita and Malamute; she was turned into the shelter because she always thinks she's right," Karen said. "That, and she farts something awful."

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 Karen Saves The Universe: Part 3Karen Embarks on a cure campaign.Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Karen sighed, "Might as well. Let's go kill the libido of an entire civilization, Holland."Holland took her arm and soon the cell where she was held disappeared and another space formed around them. Captain Hemsworth and several crew members from the ship stood nearby, as well as Ensign Holland who was still holding her arm, reassuringly. Looking around, Karen saw that they were in what appeared to be a sound-booth of sorts. One crewmember activated some equipment and moved one protruding tentacle closer to Karen's mouth and another toward Captain Hemsworth's."Are we ready, Ellis?" Captain Hemsworth asked, clearing his throat. Ellis nodded and stepped back from the tentacles. Hemsworth tapped the end of the tentacle and a booming noise reverberated around the room. He cleared his throat several more times and straightened his collar. "People of Priam! Your deliverance has come! You sent us forth among the stars to find the cure to the horrid addiction of filth that has infiltrated our minds and we have not failed you! We have dedicated our lives to this effort, foregone having families, and any comforts of home to bring you this salvation! Behold; The Karen!" he proclaimed, gesturing for Karen to speak."Um; hi?" Karen said, unsurely. Hemsworth glanced at Ellis who was reading some type of display. Ellis frowned and motioned for her to continue speaking. "Um; my name is Karen;""Hi Karen;” several crew members responded unanimously before Captain Hemsworth cut them off with a gesture."Um; I'm not quite sure what I'm supposed to say. I heard you're all having some troubles. I'm sorry. I know what that's like. I've had some troubles, too. I married the wrong person; someone who didn't really love me. I wasn't brave and I tried to avoid trouble too much. I had four kids, but they grew up seeing me treated badly, so they don't really see me as being worth much; if they don't need me to be a mom anymore, what good am I to them? I love them, but; I wish I had done more with my life. Now, I'm getting a divorce; and now that I'm in my 50's, I'm not young and beautiful anymore, so it's like I'm invisible to most people. My body hurts more than it used to; and I'm afraid most days. I don't know what's going to happen to me. Everything keeps changing and I don't know where I belong. I feel like I've failed all the time. But, they said that maybe I could help you, so; I hope I can help make things better for you. I'd like to see something good come out of all this," Karen said, wiping some tears off her cheeks. Holland stepped next to her and took her hand. She smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder."Ellis?" Hemsworth asked.Ellis looked up from the display, a disconcerted expression on his face. "I don't understand;” he murmured, leaning down and feverishly working on the equipment. "They're hearing it. I know they're hearing it;”"It's not working? She just spoke more than it took to knock out the entire bridge crew! What do you mean it's not working?" Hemsworth said, frustrated. Karen looked at Holland, who simply shrugged.Captain Hemsworth frowned with determination and motioned to Karen, "Speak again. Louder. Talk about the cobb salad! Men, brace yourselves!" he ordered."Cobb salad?" Karen repeated, surprised. "Oh, well, um; it's just yummy. It's got hard boiled eggs, tomatoes, bacon, and avocado on a bed of lettuce; chives and bleu cheese over the top is good, too. The nice thing is that all the ingredients are put into neat little rows across the lettuce, so you can choose exactly what you want in each bite! It's not just a big mess like other salads. You know, I could make you one ; do you guys have avocadoes?" she said enthusiastically, looking to Holland.Holland immediately began looking up something on his hand-held computer. "Av-o-ca-does; do they yield their young willingly, or do we need to;""What the hell is going on???" Captain Hemsworth yelled, grabbing Holland's ear and looking inside. "Holland! You're not wearing protection! Why aren't you unconscious on the floor?""Oh, um; they were kind of uncomfortable, and they made it hard to hear what she was remembering, and;""You Remembered With The Karen? What Is Wrong With You?" Hemsworth shouted, before calming himself. "Momoa, get some caffeline ready. I need to hear her again," he said, bracing himself as he pulled what looked like slugs out of his ears. "Speak again about the salad;”"Okay, uh; most like to eat it with a vinaigrette? I think that gets to be a bit too much if there's bleu cheese on top, though. Sometimes I'll get it with ranch or something creamy because then;""What the hell, Holland! What did you do to The Karen? I barely feel anything!" Hemsworth yelled, grabbing Holland by the uniform."Um; I don't know; we just talked and remembered; you know, she's really nice, if you get to;""Dammit, You've Broken The Karen, Holland! How Are We Supposed To;" Captain Hemsworth yelled until he was interrupted by a knock nearby.Lieutenant Ellis activated a control on his display and a hole formed in the wall of the room. An assembly of Priamites entered the room, as smoothly as if they were rolled in on a platform together. The crew of the Onan immediately fell prostrate on the floor before them. Karen, unwilling to lie face-down on a floor she hadn't cleaned herself, looked around uncomfortably and gave the assembly a small wave. One Priamite raised her hand to return the gesture but was quickly stopped by her neighbor."Welcome, crew of the Onan," one of the assembly said, followed by the rest of the assembly nodding agreeably. "We are most appreciative of all your; efforts. We realize that you have dedicated several of your lifetimes to freeing our civilization from the throes of pornographic addiction, and for your many sacrifices, we thank you," the speaker said, then glanced around uncomfortably at the others. "Most unexpectedly, ah; while the Eros Curse was most distressing to the initial generations, the subsequent generations acclimated to it rather quickly. Then, as fashions changed, the Eros Curse became more of a joke, really; dance mixes were made, memes;”"Excuse me?" Captain Hemsworth said, lifting his face from the floor."I mean, sure, the Eros Curse is still out there. It's just that it's just become something people live with. It doesn't take over our lives, but some indulge in it a little after the kids have gone to bed for the night. I mean, it's not really such a big deal. It adds a little spice to an otherwise boring life, you know?""Boring life?" Hemsworth repeated, rising to his feet. "Are you telling me that all of Priam just walks around, living life, thinking about; that?""Well, yes, but we are very grateful for all you and your crew have done for us. We express our thanks to all the crews of the ships we loaded up with uptight intellectuals that were determined to rid our civilization of; alternative thoughts. We have come here to present you and your crew with a commemorative plaque for all your;""Is this some kind of joke?" Hemsworth said, pacing around. "I've been trekking throughout the universe looking for a cure to your abhorrent lust-filled thoughts and now you just want to give me a plaque for a lifetime of sacrifice because you don't see a problem with your disgusting sticky existence?""Well, there's no need to kink-shame;” the assembly spokesperson muttered, "Honestly, you never wondered why they sent the most uptight assholes on the planet off on a vague 'mission' and never really asked for progress reports?""I don't believe this;” Hemsworth said, his eyes bulging, nostrils flaring. "We've sacrificed our lives for nothing???""Oh, I see where this is going;” Karen said to Holland, who seemed to be trying to assume a duck-and-cover position."How could you do this to us???" Hemsworth yelled."Use the diaphragm for projection, baby; you can do it;” Karen encouraged."I Want; To See; The Manager!" Captain Hemsworth yelled at the top of his lungs, causing a feedback loop to screech throughout the room. The last thing Karen saw before falling unconscious was the sight of every Priamite in the room projectile vomiting on each other. The stench was overwhelming.Karen's Humility.Karen lifted her face off the bathroom floor, overwhelmed by the stench. She brushed off a spare piece of toilet paper stuck to her face, as she tried to remember what had happened. Her lungs burned from what she slowly recognized as pepper spray. She gathered her purse and stumbled out of the stall and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were red, and a bruise was swelling where her cheek hit the floor. She splashed some cold water on her face and wiped off the makeup that streaked in the process. This was Snookers; not Baker's Pie. She had just ripped a kid a new asshole for not having cobb salad on the menu. What was she doing with her life?Upon exiting the bathroom, she ran into Travis the Waiter, who looked like he had just splashed water on his face, too. Dread and unease filled his face upon seeing her before it was quickly masked into concern. "Oh, um; are you okay? Can I get you some ice for that?" he asked, looking at the bruise on her cheek."What? Oh, no, honey. I'm okay. I just fell," she said, before meeting his eyes and taking his hand in hers. "Travis, I'm so sorry about the way I treated you. That was awful, and I have no excuse. You didn't deserve that.""It's okay; it happens," Travis said, carefully."It shouldn't, though. I was wrong, and I'm sorry. Would you mind if I just gave you some cash to cover the meal and snuck out of here? God knows what that group of biddies will gossip about when I go out there like this," Karen said, gesturing to herself."Yeah, that should be no problem," Travis said, taking the money she offered. "Are you sure you're okay?"Karen nodded, "I'm fine. I've just got some things to do. You've got a sweet heart, honey. Keep listening to it."Karen swallowed nervously as she went up the walkway to the small suburban house. She hadn't called before coming. It was rude of her not to call ahead of time, but then again, she was pretty sure that her number had been blocked. She didn't know if her oldest son had gone "no contact" or just "low contact" with her, but she was pretty sure her daughter-in-law would threaten to call the police within five minutes of her ringing the doorbell. Nevertheless, when she got up to the door, Karen put her finger forward and rang the bell."What do you want, Karen?" Hailey's terse voice came through the doorbell."Oh; you got one of those camera doorbell things; that's nice;” she began, unsure of how to say what was in her heart without a face in front of her."What do you want?" Hailey repeated."Um; I wanted to talk with you;""The last time you wanted to 'talk' with me, you just wanted to see my kids while you criticized my inadequate housekeeping, my inept child-rearing, and my unattractive post-pregnancy body. So, forgive me if I'd prefer not to have a heart-to-heart, Karen," Hailey interrupted."You're right," Karen said, looking at the dark circle holding the doorbell's camera. "I did that. I did that. I have not been kind to you. When Cal Jr. brought you home, I was not welcoming. I should have been; because you deserved that. You deserved it because you made my son happy. You have made him happier than I've ever known him to be; and that's what I've always wanted for him. If you were just like me, if you did all the things that I obnoxiously told you to do; he wouldn't be half as happy as he is with you; just as you are. If for no other reason than my son's happiness, you have my gratitude. I'm sorry that I've wasted the chances you've given me to know you better. You're brave and confident and funny. Honestly, I think you're the person I wished I could have been at your age. I'm sorry for a lot of things but being wasteful; saying thoughtless things that hardened people's hearts; those are the things that I wish I could take back the most. So, um;” Karen said, checking her notes on her phone's notepad to make sure she got all the points she wanted, "that's pretty much it. Oh, and I put that chocolate mousse recipe you liked on this index card so you can make it, but feel free to call me if you can't read my writing; or if you, you know, ever need anything."Karen nodded at the doorbell and started back down the walkway toward her car, blinking back tears. She had wasted so much time, so many chances. She didn't know if there was a point in trying again now, but she had to. She wasn't getting any younger.As she reached the end of the walkway, she was nearly knocked over by two little bodies running into her and grabbing onto her legs. Tears fell freely down her cheeks as she bent down to pick up her grandchildren, kissing them until they tried to wiggle away. As they started simultaneously telling her everything they had been doing while she was away, Karen's eyes drifted up to the doorway where her pierced and tattooed daughter-in-law stood. "Thank you" Karen mouthed silently over her grandchildren's backs.Karen pushed open the doors of Forest Glenn Hospice Care, her bag stuffed with an array of items and went up to the front desk. "Karen Weaver. I'm here for Dana Stevens," she said.The new girl at the reception desk looked at Karen with quiet unease. "Um; Ms. Stevens has requested only visitors who have;" Karen smirked and lifted the wig off her head, revealing her clean-shaven head. "Oh! Great! Go right in," she said, relieved.The corridor of the hospice facility was peaceful and quiet; exactly the kind of thing the old Dana would hate. Entering her room, Karen looked for any signs that other visitors had been to see Dana but saw nothing. Dana was napping again, her face drawn and gaunt, but thankfully not in pain. Karen put down her bag in a nearby chair and took out a rolled-up electronic piano keyboard and unfurled it on a table next to the hospital bed. As she was on her hands and knees trying to find an outlet to use, she heard Dana clear her throat. "What the hell is that?" she asked, smirking as she nodded at the keyboard."Your afternoon's entertainment. I ordered it on Amazon; you should have seen the bitchy reviews. Reminded me of you. Mind you, I haven't played since Cal got rid of the piano when it didn't fit in the Brooklyn apartment, so you're in for a treat," Karen said, rubbing her hands together and moving her glasses on top of her head so she could see the keyboard controls."Calvin Carmichael in a Brooklyn apartment. My god. What was it that emptied the Carmichael family coffers after they stole you away from me, again?" Dana asked, her sunken eyes taking in every detail of Karen's face as she hovered over the keyboard."Bernie Madoff; cleaned 'em dry. His parents were ever so shocked when they had to sell their properties and move to Florida," Karen said. "They weren't poor; they had enough to retire, but; they were horridly middle class.""Karma's a bitch," Dana said, pushing back against her pillows to sit up more. "Kare; I'm so sorry I didn't talk with you when you came back to the apartment. I could have helped you; we both would have helped you."Karen's smile faded, remembering and wondering what might have been. Dana would have helped her, but she was certain Dana's help would be help to get an abortion; and then she would never have had the joy of knowing her grandchildren. Dean would have; well, it was impossible to know what he would have done, but he would have helped. "Well, consider this your punishment," Karen said, stretching her fingers. "Are you ready?""I'm on opiates, baby. Bring it on;” Dana said, a smile moving across her face.Karen's fingers moved across the keys, and at first, she was put off by the strangeness of the keys and the sensation of tapping on something flat instead of the feel of a piano. Then, memory took over and her hands remembered the dance. Years fell away as she was filled again with the joy of making music. She started with "Clair de lune," a gentle Debussy chosen to respect the frailty of her friend's condition.Upon playing the final chords, she looked up for her friend's reaction to see that Dana had covered her face with a pillow in an attempt to smother herself. "God, you're rusty. You used to be better than me. What have you been doing with those hands?" she complained."Raising kids; kneading dough; finding random women's' panties when I changed sheets on the bed," Karen said, ruefully."Should've jumped Dean while you had the chance;” Dana murmured.Karen bit her lips and closed her eyes. "Um; how; how is he?"Dana stared into Karen's eyes for a painfully long moment, then looked out the window, away from Karen. "Life; life wasn't kind to him. After I graduated, he moved back home to take care of Nana. He only came to the city to look after me, anyway. Living alone hardened him. I haven't seen him in years; not that I'd want to see what he's become. Sometimes you just need to let people go, Kare," she said, sighing sadly. "Anyway; I need a laugh. Show me how pathetic your Jerry Lee Lewis catalog is.""Yes, ma'am," Karen said, blinking back tears and starting into "Great Balls of Fire."The wind coming through the drivers' side window ruffled the inch-long cap of vivid red hair that had grown on Karen's head as she drove down the winding West Virginia roads that she hadn't seen in 30 years. The beauty of this place still softened and relaxed her as much as it had, oh so long ago. Despite Dana's warnings, Karen's heart demanded that she make this trip; and after all she had lost, she was determined to listen to her heart from now on, until she could no longer hear it.She frowned at her passenger and began coughing as a noxious odor swirled around, filling her SUV. She rolled her window down further in self-preservation. This was probably a bad idea; but after all these years of thinking things through and being sensible, she felt entitled to indulge in a few harebrained schemes."Country road; take me home; to the place; I belong; West Virginia; mountain mama; take me home; country road;” she sang, smiling as the wooded foothills rose up in the distance. The path became rough when she turned by the Stevens mailbox and began bouncing up through the woods toward the cozy home. Her passenger surveyed the woods around the vehicle with increasing excitement.Karen started doubting herself, though. It was ridiculous, the more she thought about it. All her emails had gone unanswered. The phone number she was given was out of service. Three decades had passed since she came here; why would he want to see a 50-something woman with an unflattering haircut and stretch marks just because he had fallen in love with the 20-something version of her? Would Dean even remember her at all? She ran through her plan again in her mind again. It sounded really stupid, now. At least it would let her make a quick exit if things didn't work out, though.She broke out in a cold sweat when the house came into view. It was just as she had remembered it, maintained well, but not changed. It was like a holy place, kept perfectly through the ages in reverence for what it represented.She pulled up to the house and parked. No one emerged, so she would have to go in. She would have to go knock on that door and see the unrecognition or even disappointment in his eyes. She needed to go tell him about his sister. Opening the door, she slid out and hopped to the ground and stretched her legs. Suddenly, a braying roar filled the air and a wall of fur launched itself from behind the house and came for her. "SIT!" Karen yelled. Her command, though impressive, appeared only to be a gentle suggestion to the monster that continued to charge her. "STAY!" Karen shouted. This recommendation also appeared to go unheeded."BUSTER, NO!" a voice from the porch yelled, and Karen couldn't help but stare at her first glimpse of Dean in decades. He looked wild. Wild hair, wild beard, a body that had to be formed by the wilderness, itself. Not a drop of civilization tainted the essence of this man; and it made her want to laugh and cry at the same time. Karen began walking toward him, completely forgetting about the fearsome beast avalanche coming to bury her. Dean jumped down from the porch and began running toward the flurry of fur and teeth that had bent its path upon Karen's destruction.A split second before Buster reached Karen, the passenger of her vehicle silently flew out, tackled him with a full-body slam and the two went rolling back from where Karen now stood next to Dean. The two tumbled, tearing up the grass and knocking over the woodpile in the commotion. Buster yelped loudly and jumped free of the massive shaggy-furred beast that was still intent upon teaching him some manners. "Judith, come!" Karen called, and with a final snarl at Buster, Judith returned to where Karen stood and sat by her side, still glaring to where Buster stood looking dumbfounded."Well, I'll be damned;” Dean murmured, looking at the still-cowed Buster in wonder."Girl dog privilege," Karen replied simply. "What is that thing, anyway?" she asked, nodding to where Buster now stood whining and trying to approach the growling Judith."Bernese Mountain Dog; Great Pyrenees; and probably a bit of German Shepherd;” Dean murmured, turning toward her. His eyes traveled over her slowly and boldly."Judith's Akita and Malamute; she was turned into the shelter because she always thinks she's right," Karen said. "That, and she farts something awful."

Pianist Matthias Kirschnereit und Geiger Francisco Fullana spielen auf ihrer neuen CD Violinsonaten von Debussy, Janáček und Paderewski.

Musique classique Jean Perron, Laurent Patenaude et Jean Lecomte Tous les samedis matins, de 9 h à 12 h, L'Accroche-coeur propose aux auditeurs et auditrices férus de découvertes et de musiques rares, plus de 1000 ans de musique, des premiers temps du Moyen-Âge à aujourd'hui.; musiques savantes ou populaires, profanes ou sacrées mettant en vedettes les plus grands artistes capables de mettre en valeurs les oeuvres des Pérotin, Machaut, Dufay, Bach, Vivaldi, Beethoven, Chopin, Debussy, Poulenc, Jarrett et tous ces anonymes dont la postérité n'a retenu que les oeuvres. Le samedi matin, c'est le moment privilégié que CKRL, la radio culturelle de Québec, vous offre pour entendre les plus belles oeuvres de la musique occidentale, celles qui ont fait la meilleure partie de l'humanité. Jean Perron, Laurent Patenaude et Jean Lecomte mettent, tour à tour, leurs connaissances et leur amour de la musique à la portée de tous et toutes. C'est le rendez-vous bien-être de la semaine sur nos ondes.

El violinista español Francisco Fullana nos habla acerca de su nuevo álbum Cosmopolitan en donde interpreta tres sonatas para violín y piano de Debussy, Janacek y Paderewski.

Interpreten: Pablo Ferrández, Julien Quentin, Swedish Chamber Orchestra, Martin FröstLabel: Sony ClassicalEAN: 198028986328Manchmal darf es auch wohlklingender Hochglanz sein, der es zur CD der Woche auf radio klassik Stephansdom schafft. Wie das Album Moonlight Variations des Cellisten Pablo Ferrández. „Nachtmusiken“ scheinen derzeit Hochsaison zu haben, wenn man an die Nocturnes-, Serenaden- usw. CDs der vergangenen Wochen und Monate denkt. Mit der Nacht in der Musik hat sich nun auch Pablo Ferrández beschäftigt, und das, obwohl er laut eigener Aussage ein ausgesprochener Morgenmensch ist. Träumerische Melodien von Schumann, Schubert, Liszt, Debussy, Chopin, Ponce und Dvořák hat der junge Cellist Ferrández teils in Originalbearbeitungen, teils in Eigenarrangements mit Orchester- oder Klavierbegleitung aufgenommen. Mit den Rokoko-Variationen von Peter Iljitsch Tschaikowsky findet die CD aber auch einen ganz und gar nicht nächtlichen Höhepunkt, aus musikalischer Sicht aber völlig irrelevant…„Einer der Gründe, weshalb ich so gerne Lieder spiele, ist, dass wir mit dem Cello immer zu singen versuchen.“ So wird Pablo Ferrández im Beiheft der CD zitiert und genau das gelingt ihm auch in den unterschiedlichen Bearbeitungen auf dieser CD. Schon bei Rusalkas Lied an den Mond zur Eröffnung oder auch Schuberts Nacht und Träume. „Heil'ge Nacht, du sinkest nieder; Nieder wallen auch die Träume, wie dein Mondlicht durch die Räume, durch der Menschen stille Brust.“ Da ist er wieder, der Mond. Schumanns Träumerei oder der dritte Liebestraum von Liszt fügen sich genauso ins Spektrum und erhellen den musikalischen Nachthimmel, wie der kleine Stern Estrellita des mexikanischen Komponisten Manuel Ponce. Selten genug, dass das Hauptwerk einer CD, wie hier die Rokoko-Variationen von Tschaikowsky, zur Zugabe mutiert. Makellos und musikantisch gelingen die sieben Variationen auf ein Rokoko-Thema, wobei auch das Schwedische Kammerorchester unter Martin Fröst seinen Anteil daran hat. Aufmerksam wie die sprichwörtlichen Haftlmacher begleiten die Musikerinnen und Musiker und legen so ein Fundament, auf dem es sich wunderbar solieren lässt! Das Finale ist dabei ein feingezeichnetes Feuerwerk, bei dem sich Orchester- und Solostimme herrlich ineinander verschränken. (mg)

”Debussy's Musical Alchemy Through Water” by Grand Master Raul Passos, from the “Art” issue of the Rosicrucian Digest. In this podcast, Raul Passos discusses how famed composer Claude Debussy used water as both inspiration and symbolic substance in his music to dissolve traditional forms, evoke mystical and emotional depth, and bridge sound with the spiritual and subconscious realms. Running Time: 28:53 Podcast Copyright © 2025 Rosicrucian Order, AMORC. All Rights Reserved. https://1b42c19cdededc568f7a-da3de02c40b8b01b9925237888827896.ssl.cf5.rackcdn.com/Debussys_Musical_Alchemy.mp3

Pieces by Haydn, Beethoven, Mendelssohn, Brahms, Debussy, Dohnányi, Shostakovich & Casarrubios performed by groups from Merit School of Music and the Music Institute of Chicago Academy. The post Chamber music for strings: Spizella Quartet, Luscinia Trio, Vermilion String Quartet appeared first on WFMT.

Musique classique Jean Perron, Laurent Patenaude et Jean Lecomte Tous les samedis matins, de 9 h à 12 h, L'Accroche-coeur propose aux auditeurs et auditrices férus de découvertes et de musiques rares, plus de 1000 ans de musique, des premiers temps du Moyen-Âge à aujourd'hui.; musiques savantes ou populaires, profanes ou sacrées mettant en vedettes les plus grands artistes capables de mettre en valeurs les oeuvres des Pérotin, Machaut, Dufay, Bach, Vivaldi, Beethoven, Chopin, Debussy, Poulenc, Jarrett et tous ces anonymes dont la postérité n'a retenu que les oeuvres. Le samedi matin, c'est le moment privilégié que CKRL, la radio culturelle de Québec, vous offre pour entendre les plus belles oeuvres de la musique occidentale, celles qui ont fait la meilleure partie de l'humanité. Jean Perron, Laurent Patenaude et Jean Lecomte mettent, tour à tour, leurs connaissances et leur amour de la musique à la portée de tous et toutes. C'est le rendez-vous bien-être de la semaine sur nos ondes.

There was art in today's grid -- specifically at 29A, "The most beautiful deception of all," per Debussy, ART, and more generally, everywhere else; because only the most artful of crosswords make their way into the hallowed NYTimes crossword pantheon. Beyond the brilliant themed answers (discussed at length in today's episode), a few examples of the authors' craft are on display at 12D, Try again, REHEAR (nice one!); 5D, Smallest three-syllable number, ELEVEN (huh!);  and 53A, Best way to sing, INTUNE (

Pierre-Michel MengerCollège de FranceAnnée 2023-2024Sociologie du travail créateurColloque - Boulez : l'invention au pouvoir ? Les années 1975-1995 - Le discours boulézien sur la création musicale autour de 1980Session 1 : Penser la musique au Collège de FranceIntervenant :Jonathan GoldmanProfesseur titulaire de musicologie, Université de MontréalColloque organisé pour le centenaire de la naissance de Pierre Boulez par le Pr Pierre-Michel Menger, chaire Sociologie du travail créateur, et Nicolas Donin, professeur de musicologie à l'université de Genève.Avec le soutien de la Fondation du Collège de France et de son grand mécène LVMH.RésuméPierre Boulez a étonnamment peu écrit et parlé des compositeurs actifs au cours de la deuxième moitié du XXe siècle. Auteur prolifique, commentateur passionné de compositeurs tels que Webern, Schoenberg ou Debussy qu'il a intégrés à un récit historico-théorique développé, Boulez n'a guère cherché à théoriser les enjeux esthétiques des œuvres de son temps – celles des musiciens et musiciennes de sa génération ou plus jeunes – alors même qu'il en dirigeait et enregistrait certaines à l'époque de son enseignement au Collège de France.Il est donc éclairant de trouver dans les archives de ses leçons au Collège de France pour l'année 1980-1981, consacrée à la thématique « Automatisme et décisions », un croquis contenant des références à une vingtaine de ses contemporains, la plupart actifs au cours des années 1960 et 1970. Il s'agit d'œuvres de compositeurs aussi divers que Vinko Globokar, Heinz Holliger, Mauricio Kagel, Paul Méfano ou Dieter Schnebel, qu'il n'a pourtant jamais évoqués dans le texte de ses cours au Collège paru sous le titre Leçons de musique en 2005.Ce croquis a vraisemblablement servi à l'élaboration d'une série d'ateliers sur le thème de « Hasard et détermination » qui a eu lieu en 1982 au Centre Georges Pompidou et qui prolonge des thèmes abordés dans les cours du Collège de l'année précédente. L'étude de ce brouillon nous éclaire sur les jugements esthétiques, parfois passablement critiques, que Boulez portait sur des créateurs très différents de lui. À la lueur de cette esquisse, ses cours du Collège de France apparaissent soudain plus polémiques et engagés que ce qu'on en a généralement retenu, et leur cohérence avec ses activités de chef et programmateur ressort nettement.

durée : 01:00:11 - Abed Azrié, chanteur et compositeur franco-syrien - par : Priscille Lafitte - Dernier né d'une fratrie de 10 enfants, Abed Azrié grandit à Alep, où il chante en araméen chaque dimanche à l'église. Il vient à Paris pour apprendre le piano et la composition en autodidacte, à l'écoute de Bach, Debussy et Ravel, avant de traduire et de mettre en musique l'épopée de Gilgamesh. - réalisé par : Philippe Petit

Musique classique Jean Perron, Laurent Patenaude et Jean Lecomte Tous les samedis matins, de 9 h à 12 h, L'Accroche-coeur propose aux auditeurs et auditrices férus de découvertes et de musiques rares, plus de 1000 ans de musique, des premiers temps du Moyen-Âge à aujourd'hui.; musiques savantes ou populaires, profanes ou sacrées mettant en vedettes les plus grands artistes capables de mettre en valeurs les oeuvres des Pérotin, Machaut, Dufay, Bach, Vivaldi, Beethoven, Chopin, Debussy, Poulenc, Jarrett et tous ces anonymes dont la postérité n'a retenu que les oeuvres. Le samedi matin, c'est le moment privilégié que CKRL, la radio culturelle de Québec, vous offre pour entendre les plus belles oeuvres de la musique occidentale, celles qui ont fait la meilleure partie de l'humanité. Jean Perron, Laurent Patenaude et Jean Lecomte mettent, tour à tour, leurs connaissances et leur amour de la musique à la portée de tous et toutes. C'est le rendez-vous bien-être de la semaine sur nos ondes.

De Carlos Ferreira an de Pedro Emanuel Pereira kommen allen zwee aus Portugal. Kenne geléiert hunn si sech awer virun e puer Joer zu Amsterdam. Iert si dann ee Klarinette-Piano-Duo gi sinn, hunn si Futtballmatcher zesumme gespillt. "De Futtball war fir d'éischt, an et huet zanter dem Ufank einfach gematcht tëscht eis zwee", seet de Carlos Ferreira. Aktuell ass den Duo op Concertstournée an Europa dank der Serie "Rising Star" vun der ECHO (European Concert Hall Organization), a nom leschte Concert zu Porto ass de nächste Stopp den Dënschden 20. Mee an der Philharmonie um Kierchbierg. Am Gespréich mam Marie Schockmel verréit de Carlos Ferreira méi, iwwert hiert Kenneléieren an och iwwer de Programm, deen e Mix aus Schumann, Debussy, an och méi neie Wierker ass. Mat dobäi ass och eng eege Kompositioun vum Pianist, déi hien extra fir de Klarinettist geschriwwen huet. 

durée : 01:59:12 - Maurizio Pollini en concert (2) - par : Philippe Cassard - Maurizio Pollini disparaissait il y a un an, Portraits de famille vous livre quelques archives de concerts passionnantes. - réalisé par : Philippe Petit

durée : 00:20:18 - Disques de légende du mardi 06 mai 2025 - En 1978, Serge Baudo enregistre un Pelléas et Mélisande sublime, grâce à Michèle Command, Gabriel Bacquier et l'Orchestre national de Lyon.

Looking for transcripts? Click here!Where did the old episodes go?Follow us on Blue Sky! @hoteldayradioCredits and Attributions:Hotel Daydream is licensed under a ⁠Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0⁠ International License.Music and respective CC licenses:CC-BY-3.0Des pas sur la neige by Debussy, perf. Chiara Bertoglio (edited)Don Perez Freire by Agustin Barrios Mangore, perf. Edson Lopes (edited)Symphony No.3 in A Minor Scottish, Op. 56-II. Vivace non troppo by Felix Mendelssohn, perf. The Czech Philharmonic Orchestra (edited)All sounds were sourced from the Public Domain.

Nous découvrons le grand retour de Michel Polnareff, l'artiste aux lunettes blanches. Connu pour ses chansons emblématiques, Polnareff se révèle également être un compositeur virtuose, ayant créé de nombreux instrumentaux pour le cinéma. De Voyage en 1971 à Lucas Song en 2018, l'émission explore les différentes facettes musicales de cet artiste inclassable, de l'influence de Debussy à la sonorité disco. Un portrait passionnant d'un musicien hors norme.Notre équipe a utilisé un outil d'Intelligence artificielle via les technologies d'Audiomeans© pour accompagner la création de ce contenu écrit.Distribué par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

durée : 01:28:23 - Une heure et plus, un compositeur : Claude Debussy - par : Aurélie Moreau - « Être supérieur aux autres n'a jamais représenté un grand effort si l'on n'y joint pas le beau désir d'être supérieur à soi-même », disait Debussy. L'univers de ce compositeur visionnaire est fascinant. Sa recherche de l'inédit a marqué à jamais l'histoire de la musique.

durée : 01:27:21 - En pistes ! du lundi 14 avril 2025 - par : Emilie Munera, Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - Mais aussi : un album autour des 24 Caprices de Paganini, une intégrale chronologique des œuvres pour piano de Debussy, une viole et un violon dans l'Angleterre du XVIIème siècle, les Nouveaux Mondes de Dvorak et Avner Dorman...

durée : 01:27:21 - En pistes ! du lundi 14 avril 2025 - par : Emilie Munera, Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - Mais aussi : un album autour des 24 Caprices de Paganini, une intégrale chronologique des œuvres pour piano de Debussy, une viole et un violon dans l'Angleterre du XVIIème siècle, les Nouveaux Mondes de Dvorak et Avner Dorman...

 "April showers bring May flowers!" This common saying reminds us that rainy days lead to beautiful spring blooms. In this episode of Busy Kids Love Music, we're exploring three classical pieces that capture the sound and feeling of rain. From gentle drizzles to powerful storms, these composers found incredible ways to bring rain to life through music.

Welcome to the latest episode of Harmonious World, in which I interview musicians about how their music helps make the world more harmonious.For the first episode in season 20, I am joined in conversation by pianist Chris Gall. We discuss his brand new album Impressionists Improvised, a solo piano exploration of works by Debussy, Ravel and Satie alongside some original tracks. This is a beautiful combination of classical music that many of us are familiar with, interpreted with improvisions by a brilliant pianist.Thanks to Chris for allowing me to play tracks from Impressionists Improvised alongside our conversation.Get in touch to let me know what you think!Thank you for listening to Harmonious World. Please rate, review and share: click on the link and subscribe to support the show.Don't forget the Quincy Jones quote that sums up why I do this: "Imagine what a harmonious world it would be if every single person, both young and old, shared a little of what he is good at doing."Support the showRead my reviews of albums, gigs and books as well as a little personal stuff on my blogFollow me on instagram.com/hilseabrookFollow me on facebook.com/HilarySeabrookFreelanceWriterFollow me on twitter.com/hilaryrwriter

Because there is no such thing as too much Eleanor Steber, today's episode once again features the prodigiously gifted singer, in my opinion the greatest soprano the United States has ever produced, singing a dizzying range of material, most of it recorded live between the years 1958 and 1979. These recordings were nearly all private releases on Steber's own record labels.. First, ST/AND Records, which she formed with her second husband Gordon Andrews, and which between 1960 and 1962 produced approximately fifteen LPs, all but one of them featuring Steber. Second, recordings released under the aegis of the Eleanor Steber Music Foundation, which she formed in 1973 and which released a few choice live recordings of Steber's late career recitals. The material ranges from selections from the Christian Science Hymnal, piously presented; sentimental ballads, tackily arranged; Bach and Mozart arias; art songs by Rorem, Barber, Britten, Debussy, Berg, and Beethoven; and opera arias from I Puritani, Der Freischütz, Giulio Cesare, and Tosca, the last performed at her campy Live at the Continental Baths concert in October 1973. Though as Steber grew older, her voice occasionally sounded blowsy, on the vast majority of these recordings she sounds stunningly good. And no matter what repertoire she was singing, her impeccable technique and pristine musicianship remained intact throughout. Much of source material from which these performances stem is exceedingly rare, and for the most part difficult and costly to obtain. So in my role as supreme Steber groupie, I am honored and thrilled to share these recordings, all of them from my own personal collection. Countermelody is a podcast devoted to the glory and the power of the human voice raised in song. Singer and vocal aficionado Daniel Gundlach explores great singers of the past and present focusing in particular on those who are less well-remembered today than they should be. Daniel's lifetime in music as a professional countertenor, pianist, vocal coach, voice teacher, and journalist yields an exciting array of anecdotes, impressions, and “inside stories.” At Countermelody's core is the celebration of great singers of all stripes, their instruments, and the connection they make to the words they sing. By clicking on the following link (https://linktr.ee/CountermelodyPodcast) you can find the dedicated Countermelody website which contains additional content including artist photos and episode setlists. The link will also take you to Countermelody's Patreon page, where you can pledge your monthly or yearly support at whatever level you can afford.

durée : 01:27:50 - En pistes ! du vendredi 04 avril 2025 - par : Emilie Munera, Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - A retrouver aujourd'hui également : Un concerto pour piano de Cécile Chaminade, des pièces iconiques du répertoire de Bach et Biber à la viole de gambe, les grands airs de l'opéra napolitain du XVIIIe siècle...

durée : 01:27:50 - En pistes ! du vendredi 04 avril 2025 - par : Emilie Munera, Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - A retrouver aujourd'hui également : Un concerto pour piano de Cécile Chaminade, des pièces iconiques du répertoire de Bach et Biber à la viole de gambe, les grands airs de l'opéra napolitain du XVIIIe siècle...

Debussy and Ravel are often described as the prototypical musical impressionists. It is often said that the two composers are the closest equivalents to the artistic world of Monet, Renoir, Pisarro, Degas, and others. But both Ravel and Debussy (like Monet for that matter), vehemently rejected the term Impressionism, and they both felt that they were striking out on their own individual paths in their msuic. That didn't stop the public and critics from constantly comparing the music of these two shining lights of French music, despite the fact that Ravel and Debussy are actually quite different. Comparing Ravel and Debussy is a bit like comparing Haydn and Mozart. At first glance, there are many similarities, but if you look and listen more closely, Ravel and Debussy(like Mozart and Haydn) had totally different approaches, goals, and styles. All of the constant comparisons and attempts at making the composers compete with each other had a real impact on Debussy and Ravel. Initially they were friends and mutual admirers of each others work, but they slowly drifted apart over time until they stopped speaking to each other altogether. We'll talk about this complicated personal relationship, as well as looking at these differences in their music, not from a critical standpoint, but from the perspective of bringing out what is so wonderfully unique about their music. We'll also talk about Ravel's arrangements of two Debussy's greatest orchestral works: his two piano arrangement of Debussy's Nocturnes, and his piano 4 hands arrangement of the legendary Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun. Join us on another collaboration with G Henle Publishers! Recordings: Nocturnes Claudio Abbado with London Symphony Anne Shasby, Richard McMahon, Piano Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun Ravel arrangement: Jean-Pierre Armengaud and Olivier Chauzu Debussy Arrangement: Charles Badami and Anthony Olson 

The story of French electronic music over the last hundred years is one of artistic and technical innovations that changed the course of contemporary music. The late 19th century stylistic inventions of GABRIEL FAURÉ, MAURICE RAVEL, and CLAUDE DEBUSSY led to the emergence of Impressionism and Minimalism in the 20th century—while the revolutionary innovations of ERIK SATIE laid the foundation for ambient background music and personal music for solo piano. At the same time, the invention of playable French electronic instruments like the “Ondes Martenot” in 1928, accelerated the arrival of live electronic performance, and the French brilliance in style and design produced exceptionally refined sonic and textural quality in recordings after mid-century. On this transmission of HEARTS of SPACE, a look at French ambient and electronic music from the 1970's to now, on a program called "AMBIANCE FRANÇAIS." Music is by DEBUSSY via TOMITA, JEAN MICHEL JARRE, THIERRY DAVID, CHRISTIAN WITTMAN, PAUL SAUVANET, and AIR. https://bit.ly/HOS-1394. [ view playlist ] [ view Flickr image gallery ] [ play 30 second MP3 promo ]

Dans le New York Times, plusieurs chroniqueurs s'interrogent sur la position des démocrates face à Donald Trump, une position « faible » selon le quotidien. ⇒ Le New York Times. Les chroniqueurs mettent en lumière les faiblesses du leadership démocrate face à la menace représentée par Donald Trump. La sociologue Zeynep Tufekci critique le manque de cohérence entre le discours alarmiste des démocrates et leurs actions, notamment leur gestion maladroite de la candidature de Joe Biden en 2024. Selon elle, l'incapacité des responsables démocrates à reconnaître la gravité de la situation et à structurer une opposition efficace a empêché une véritable résistance face à Donald Trump. Ce vide de leadership compromet aujourd'hui la capacité du parti à s'organiser et d'élaborer une stratégie contre le président.S'occuper des préoccupations concrètes des Américains ? Le chroniqueur Nicholas Kristof de son côté souligne un autre problème : les démocrates insistent sur la défense de la démocratie, mais ce n'est pas un argument qui touche suffisamment les électeurs indécis. Pour convaincre, il faut s'adresser aux préoccupations concrètes des citoyens, comme le coût de la vie ou l'accès aux services publics. Le journaliste illustre son propos avec un exemple dans l'État d'Oregon, où une famille est devenue critique envers de Donald Trump après avoir rencontré des difficultés avec la Sécurité sociale. Selon lui, c'est ce type de problèmes du quotidien qui mobilise réellement les électeurs.La journaliste Masha Gessen nuance cette analyse et explique que l'intérêt personnel ne se limite pas aux aspects économiques. Elle évoque le concept de « deep story », une vision identitaire qui structure le vote des électeurs. Il ne suffit pas d'alerter sur une dérive autoritaire ; il faut proposer un récit fédérateur qui lie les préoccupations économiques aux atteintes aux droits fondamentaux. Elle prend l'exemple du président Zelensky en Ukraine, et estime qu'un bon dirigeant devrait présenter une vision collective et mobiliser les électeurs autour d'une cause qui dépasse leurs intérêts immédiats, explique-t-elle au New York Times.La situation sécuritaire continue de se dégrader en Haïti C'est le thème de l'éditorial de Frantz Duval dans le Nouvelliste. La situation à Port-au-Prince continue de se détériorer alors que les habitants de plusieurs quartiers fuient face à l'avancée des gangs, écrit-il. Deprez, Pacot, Debussy et d'autres zones sont en proie à un exode massif, tandis que des quartiers comme Turgeau et Pétion-Ville s'inquiètent de la propagation de la violence. Pillages et incendies rythment désormais le quotidien, et chaque jour sans affrontement est perçu comme le prélude à une nouvelle vague de chaos. L'État, en recul, semble incapable de rétablir l'ordre, renforçant un sentiment de délaissement total, selon le Nouvelliste. Le journal rappelle que le président du Conseil Présidentiel de Transition (CPT) s'est rendu hier en Jamaïque pour une rencontre avec le secrétaire d'État américain Marco Rubio, mais aucune annonce concrète n'en est ressortie.La mort d'un policier kenyan de la MMAS Pour la deuxième fois en quelques semaines, un policier kenyan de la Mission multinationale d'appui à la sécurité en Haïti (MMAS) a trouvé la mort. Il est tombé dans une embuscade tendue par les gangs dans le département de l'Artibonite. Les groupes criminels ont aussi mis en scène leur opération macabre. Un récit de Vincent SouriauMarco Rubio lance un avertissement au Venezuela au sujet du Guyana   L'avertissement le plus sévère à ce jour contre le Venezuela sur ce sujet, estime le journal guyanais Stabroek News. « Si Caracas attaquait le Guyana ou les infrastructures d'ExxonMobil dans l'océan Atlantique, les conséquences seraient désastreuses », a déclaré Marco Rubio, à une question du journal. Des propos qui ont provoqué une réaction immédiate du président vénézuélien. C'est à lire sur le site de Telesur. Nicolás Maduro a rejeté les déclarations du secrétaire d'État américain, les qualifiant de tentative d'intimidation impériale, tout en accusant Marco Rubio de collusion avec l'opposition vénézuélienne. Un sujet qui se partage la Une avec le rapatriement des Vénézuéliens par les autorités américaines. Ce vendredi matin, un avion transportant 178 migrants expulsés des États-Unis, a atterri à Caracas. Ils étaient accueillis par le ministre de l'Intérieur, Diosdado Cabello qui a dénoncé la stigmatisation et de mauvais traitements dont ces migrants auraient été victimes aux États-Unis, peut-on lire dans le journal El Nacional.Journal de la 1re On revient sur le dernier jour de la visite de la ministre déléguée au Tourisme Nathalie Delattre en Martinique.

fWotD Episode 2882: Pierre Boulez Welcome to Featured Wiki of the Day, your daily dose of knowledge from Wikipedia’s finest articles.The featured article for Wednesday, 26 March 2025 is Pierre Boulez.Pierre Louis Joseph Boulez (French: [pjɛʁ lwi ʒozεf bulɛz]; 26 March 1925 – 5 January 2016) was a French composer, conductor and writer, and the founder of several musical institutions. He was one of the dominant figures of post-war contemporary classical music.Born in Montbrison, in the Loire department of France, the son of an engineer, Boulez studied at the Conservatoire de Paris with Olivier Messiaen, and privately with Andrée Vaurabourg and René Leibowitz. He began his professional career in the late 1940s as music director of the Renaud-Barrault theatre company in Paris. He was a leading figure in avant-garde music, playing an important role in the development of integral serialism in the 1950s, controlled chance music in the 1960s and the electronic transformation of instrumental music in real time from the 1970s onwards. His tendency to revise earlier compositions meant that his body of work was relatively small, but it included pieces considered landmarks of twentieth-century music, such as Le Marteau sans maître, Pli selon pli and Répons. His uncompromising commitment to modernism and the trenchant, polemical tone in which he expressed his views on music led some to criticise him as a dogmatist.Boulez was also one of the most prominent conductors of his generation. In a career lasting more than sixty years, he was music director of the New York Philharmonic, chief conductor of the BBC Symphony Orchestra and principal guest conductor of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra and the Cleveland Orchestra. He made frequent appearances with many other orchestras, including the Vienna Philharmonic and the Berlin Philharmonic. He was known for his performances of the music of the first half of the twentieth century—including Debussy and Ravel, Stravinsky and Bartók, and the Second Viennese School—as well as that of his contemporaries, such as Ligeti, Berio and Carter. His work in the opera house included the production of Wagner's Ring cycle for the centenary of the Bayreuth Festival, and the world premiere of the three-act version of Berg's opera Lulu. His recorded legacy is extensive. He also founded several musical institutions. In Paris he set up the Domaine musical in the 1950s to promote new music; in the 1970s he established the Institut de Recherche et Coordination Acoustique / Musique (IRCAM), to foster research and innovation in music, and the Ensemble intercontemporain, a chamber orchestra specialising in contemporary music. Later he co-founded the Cité de la musique, a concert hall, museum and library dedicated to music in the Parc de la Villette in Paris and, in Switzerland, the Lucerne Festival Academy, an international orchestra of young musicians, with which he gave first performances of many new works.This recording reflects the Wikipedia text as of 00:21 UTC on Wednesday, 26 March 2025.For the full current version of the article, see Pierre Boulez on Wikipedia.This podcast uses content from Wikipedia under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.Visit our archives at wikioftheday.com and subscribe to stay updated on new episodes.Follow us on Mastodon at @wikioftheday@masto.ai.Also check out Curmudgeon's Corner, a current events podcast.Until next time, I'm generative Olivia.

Harpist, soloist, collaborator (Harlem Chamber Players), educator, and arranger Ashley Jackson's brand new album is called Take Me To The Water.  In the American spiritual tradition, water is a powerful metaphor for freedom and for moving from this life to the next. Jackson's record takes listeners on a watery journey through works by Debussy, the jazz harpist Alice Coltrane, blues, and some classic spirituals. As Jackson declares in a statement about the record, ”Water is something that we all need. It sustains us, it gives us life. Take Me to the Water reminds us we have a choice: we can let water be the thing that divides us, or, it can allow us to come together through our shared humanity.” She plays some of her arrangements of spirituals on a sculpted maple harp, in-studio. Set list: 1. River Jordan 2. Deep River II 3. Take Me to the Water I

This past March 7 would have been the 94th birthday of the great French coloratura soprano Mady Mesplé. This episode begins a new series of episodes devoted to “Queens of the Night,” the surprisingly wide variety of sopranos who at one time or another sang this role. After a sampling of Mesplé singing this role (in French), we also hear back to back comparisons with Janine Micheau (Mesplé's teacher) and Mado Robin (one of Mesplé's most famous predecessors); a Gounod duet with Nicolai Gedda; a stunning avant garde showpiece composed expressly for Mesplé; a series of mélodies by Debussy, Roussel and Ravel; a live late-career performance of Poulenc's final composition, the dramatic monologue La Dame de Monte-Carlo; an effervescent live 1969 performance of Zerbinetta's aria; and a deeply moving recording of La Mort de Socrate by Erik Satie. Further proof, if such were needed, of Mesplé's versatility, virtuosity, and profound musicianship and humanity. Countermelody is a podcast devoted to the glory and the power of the human voice raised in song. Singer and vocal aficionado Daniel Gundlach explores great singers of the past and present focusing in particular on those who are less well-remembered today than they should be. Daniel's lifetime in music as a professional countertenor, pianist, vocal coach, voice teacher, and journalist yields an exciting array of anecdotes, impressions, and “inside stories.” At Countermelody's core is the celebration of great singers of all stripes, their instruments, and the connection they make to the words they sing. By clicking on the following link (https://linktr.ee/CountermelodyPodcast) you can find the dedicated Countermelody website which contains additional content including artist photos and episode setlists. The link will also take you to Countermelody's Patreon page, where you can pledge your monthly or yearly support at whatever level you can afford.  

durée : 00:16:21 - Le Disque classique du jour du vendredi 21 mars 2025 - La harpiste française Anaëlle Tourret fait paraître son deuxième album studio "Perspectives concertantes", qui comprend un concerto pour harpe de Reinhold Glière, un concertino d'Ernst von Dohnányi ainsi que deux danses de Claude Debussy.

durée : 00:16:21 - Le Disque classique du jour du vendredi 21 mars 2025 - La harpiste française Anaëlle Tourret fait paraître son deuxième album studio "Perspectives concertantes", qui comprend un concerto pour harpe de Reinhold Glière, un concertino d'Ernst von Dohnányi ainsi que deux danses de Claude Debussy.

Ce mercredi (19 mars 2025), la colère a grondé dans les hauteurs de Port-au-Prince. Excédés par l'insécurité grandissante et l'inaction des autorités en place, des milliers de citoyens venus de Canapé-Vert, Pacot et Debussy, des quartiers qui subissent les assauts des gangs, ont investi les rues, bravant la peur pour exiger des réponses. « Les bandits m'empêchent de vivre dans mon propre pays. Je ne peux pas l'accepter. Qu'ils viennent me tirer dessus là, dans la rue. Mais je n'accepterai pas de mourir chez moi comme un lâche », estime ce jeune Haïtien rencontré par Peterson Luxama à Port-au-Prince.Frustrés, les manifestants ont scandé des slogans dénonçant l'impuissance du gouvernement face à la terreur imposée par les gangs.Ces manifestants se disent prêts à se battre pour retrouver le droit de vivre en sécurité dans une capitale, dont la chute parait de plus en plus probable. « Ils veulent nous chasser du pays. Mais nous, nous n'avons nulle part où aller. Nous n'avons ni mère, ni père, ni personne à l'étranger sur qui compter. Notre seul refuge, c'est notre pays, et nous n'acceptons de le livrer aux gangs », assène cet autre manifestant.La foule a progressé pour atteindre les lieux de pouvoir mais ils ont buté sur un grand dispositif de sécurité. Ils ont été accueillis par des tirs en l'air et des gaz lacrymogènes : les policiers ont répondu à la détresse populaire par la force. Les forces de l'ordre semblent plus prompts à étouffer les revendications qu'à combattre l'insécurité qui gangrène la capitale.Pour Frantz Duval, rédacteur en chef du Nouvelliste, « les Haïtiens jusqu'à présents subissaient et ne se plaignaient pas, mais hier c'était la foule des grands jours. » Les quartiers concernés par ces rassemblements ce mercredi « sont les derniers de Port-au-Prince où les gangs n'ont pas encore pénétrés ». Pour l'éditorialiste, il s'agit d'un « sursaut qui s'adresse à la fois aux forces de l'ordre pour leur apporter du soutien mais surtout pour déplorer le fait que les autorités n'ont même pas un mot pour ce qu'il se passe dans la région métropolitaine depuis quelques jours ».Frantz Duval nous parle également de la compagnie Aruba Airlines qui a décidé d'annuler les vols réguliers qui étaient prévus, à partir de mardi prochain (25 mars 2025), entre Port-au-Prince et Miami. 2 mois après son arrivée à la Maison Blanche, Donald Trump est il une menace pour la démocratie ? L'heure d'un premier bilan a déjà sonné : en deux mois de présidence, le président américain qui gouverne par décrets a déjà fait beaucoup d'annonces, pris beaucoup de décisions, souvent contestées et la question se pose : Donald Trump est-il une menace pour la démocratie ? C'est une question qui revient de plus, aux États-Unis mais aussi ailleurs dans le monde. Achim Lippold s'est penché sur la question et estime que rien ne semble freiner Donald Trump. Le président américain qui gouverne agit à un rythme effréné en contournant les institutions et en remettant en cause l'état de droit. Le président américain passe en force même devant les magistrats qui contestent certaines de ses décisions. Pour preuve, le bras de fer qu'il a engagé avec un juge qui lui a ordonné de ne pas expulser plus de 200 Vénézuéliens, membres présumés d'un gang, vers le Salvador.Donald Trump qui effectue également une véritable purge dans l'administration avec des milliers de fonctionnaires licenciés, des agences fédérales fermées, même celles censées être indépendantes.Dans le «Project 2025», un programme ultra-conservateur de 900 pages conçu par ses proches en 2023,on trouvait déjà l'idée de démanteler l'administration fédérale et de remplacer les fonctionnaires par des personnes loyales à Donald Trump. Le Project 2025 propose aussi de s'attaquer à la culture «woke» et de bannir les personnes transgenres de l'armée. Une mesure que Donald Trump a déjà prise, bien que suspendue par la justice.Il s'attaque aussi à un autre pilier de la démocratie : la presse.Le président américain a licencié une grande partie des journalistes de Voice of America, une radio publique créée pendant la Seconde Guerre mondiale pour promouvoir la démocratie. Il accuse CNN de «couverture illégale» et limite l'accès de l'agence de presse AP à la Maison Blanche.Une chose est sûre : rien ne semble l'arrêter dans sa volonté de tester les limites de la démocratie. Au Congrès, sa majorité républicaine est docile. Quant aux démocrates, ils sont inaudibles. Reste la justice et la société civile. Mais seront-elles assez fortes pour freiner le virage autoritaire du président américain ? Floride : le gouverneur de Santis « plus MAGA que Trump »El Pais parle d'un soutien du président américain, le gouverneur de la Floride, Ron DeSantis quis'efforce à rendre la Floride «plus MAGA que Trump», titre le journal.Pour preuve, ce dernier a créé son propre Département d'État pour l'efficacité gouvernementale « inspiré et calqué sur le DOGE dirigé par Elon Musk ».Le gouverneur de Floride a aussi approuvé une loi très dure ciblant les immigrants illégaux qui a fait grincer des dents même côté républicains et dans un élan populiste, a proposé de supprimer l'impôt foncier ce qui le met dans la droite ligne du locataire de la Maison Blanche.Ron DeSantis a toujours été comme « emprisonné dans l'ombre de Donald Trump », estime El Pais. Sa mesure la plus spectaculaire restant celle contre l'immigration, la nouvelle législation alourdit les peines pour tous les crimes commis par les immigrants illégaux, y compris la peine de mort pour les délinquants de premier degré, et crée un nouveau délit : l'entrée illégale sur le territoire américain. Une législation jugée inconstitutionnelle.Certaines villes de Floride comme South Miami se demandent si elles doivent se plier à cette politique ultra répressive ou résister explique le Miami Herald, au risque de voir leurs subventions fédérales fondre comme neige au soleil. Salvador : une vidéo des prisonniers Vénézuéliens vue 39 millions de fois en 3 joursLe New York Times diffuse dans son édition du jour une vidéo de propagande du Salvador, où les 238 Vénézuéliens expulsés des États-Unis vers le pays ont les mains et les pieds entravés par des chaînes. Ils sont extirpés de l'avion qui les emmène au Salvador, et conduit à bord de véhicules blindés au Cecot, la prison de haute sécurité que le gouvernement du président Bukele a construite pour incarcérer les membres de gangs.On les tire par les cheveux, puis on leur rase le crâne avant qu'ils ne soient conduits tête baissée en cellule par des hommes encagoulés. Ces migrants sont accusés par le président Trump de faire partie du gang Tren de Aragua, mais certaines familles de détenus ont démenti ces informations.La vidéo de 3 minutes a été vue 39 millions de fois en 3 jours révèle le NY Times, et ce procédé n'est pas nouveau. Le président Bukele, qui est un ancien publicitaire, a déjà eu recours à ce type de vidéos pour mettre en avant sa politique répressive contre les gangs. On y voit des mises en scènes humiliantes et déshumanisantes lors d'arrestations ou d'emprisonnements. Pour preuve, cette autre vidéo de 2023 des autorités de Salvador, que diffuse le journal, et qui montre des prisonniers alignés, torse nu et accroupis. La caméra fait un travelling au-dessus d'eux, on aperçoit leurs têtes rasées et leurs tatouages, ils se ressemblent tous, comme s'ils n'avaient plus de statut, comme s'ils n'étaient plus des êtres humains. Bolivie : inflation, pénurie de dollars et de carburant provoquent la colère de la population. Des manifestations ont eu lieu ce mercredi (19 mars 2025) à La Paz, contre la crise économique en Bolivie. «Le gouvernement a déjà pris des mesures mais jusqu'à présent, il n'y a eu aucune amélioration, c'est presque une blague. Nous, ce qu'on demande, c'est de vraies solutions», estime ce manifestant rencontré par Nils Sabin. Son reportage est à écouter dans son intégralité dans la version audio de ce podcast. Guatemala : le président Arevalo suspend l'assurance obligatoire pour les véhicules à moteurAu Guatemala, après deux jours de manifestations violentes, le président Bernardo Arevalo a cédé aux demandes des opposants àun décret obligeant les conducteurs de véhicules à moteur à souscrire une assurance responsabilité civile. Les accidents de la route sont la principale cause de décès dans le pays, bien au-dessus de la criminalité. En février, un accident d'autocar a fait 54 morts. La Prensa Libre reprend l'allocution du président guatémaltèque où il dit comprendre le malaise de la population. Les opposants au texte ont mis en avant la situation économique du pays où la pauvreté frappe 60 % de la population.  L'actualité des outre-merOdan Ajiali de la 1ère revient sur le déménagement d'une partie des habitants d'un village de Martinique en raison de l'érosion et de la montée du niveau de la mer.

MISES EN SCENE le mercredi et vendredi à 9h30 et 18h30.  Chronique théâtrale animée par Géraldine Elbaz qui traite de l'actualité des pièces de théâtre. Cette semaine, Géraldine nous parle de 2 spectacles "Tout le Monde écrit des Chansons" et "Une Histoire de la Musique en 80mn" de Julien Joubert au Théâtre Montmartre Galabru. Tout le monde compose des chansons. Tout le temps. Sous la douche, en marchant, dans la voiture… Certains – et c'est le cas de Julien Joubert – ont décidé d'en faire leur métier. Cette pièce ne vous donnera pas la recette pour écrire un tube mais elle permettra à chacun – qu'il soit musicien ou non – de pénétrer de manière ludique et théâtrale, les mystères de la composition. Une causerie comique et pédagogique pendant laquelle nous balayeront plus de 50 000 ans de musique (!). On y parlera de la naissance de la polyphonie, de la rencontre entre contrepoint et harmonie ; on chantera, on composera ensemble, on y rencontrera (façon de parler) Josquin des Prés, Monteverdi, Bach, Mozart, Schumann, Debussy, le Jazz, la musique de variété, la musique contemporaine… Que les fans de tuning se rassurent, on en parlera aussi, c'est promis. Renseignement : https://theatregalabru.com/tout-le-monde-ecrit-des-chansons/ © Théâtre Montmartre Galabru Hébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

We look closely at the details of this colorful creation and find typical Debussy devices everywhere: pentatonic and whole-tone vibes, extended dominants, sharp contrasts, and even some polytonality!VIdeo: https://youtu.be/jEfo70SY4BM

SynopsisOn today's date in 1908, the Hoffman String Quartet gave a recital at Boston's Potter Hall, opening their program with a Romantic classic, Robert Schumann's String Quartet from 1842, followed by much more modern fare — Debussy's String Quartet written in 1893.And to close their program, the Hoffman Quartet premiered a brand-new contemporary work: a piano quintet by American composer Amy Beach, with the composer at the piano.The Boston Globe's critic noted “the audience was of goodly proportions and very demonstrative in its appreciation of Mrs. Beach's composition,” but (critics being critics), did a little nit-picking, concluding, “The work is thoroughly good, though a little too choppy at times.” The critic from The Boston Evening Transcript had fewer nits to pick, writing: “The quintet begins in the luminous key of F-sharp minor, and throughout Mrs. Beach modulates freely … [she] has sought a modern sonority of utterance … Her rhythms spurred the ear, and her harmonies [have] tang and fancy … In imagination, feeling, and expression, it is distinctly rhapsodic. Mrs. Beach can think musically in truly songful melodies, and such are the themes of her new quintet.”Music Played in Today's ProgramAmy Beach (1867-1944): Piano Quintet; Garrick Ohlsson, piano; Takács Quartet; Hyperion CDA-68295

We meet a 16-year-old composer from Chicago who is mentored by composer Jessie Montgomery and is also passionate about architecture. We hear a soprano perform a love song by Debussy. Finally, we meet a teen cellist who performs Shostakovich's dynamic Cello Sonata in D Minor.Learn more about sponsor message choices: podcastchoices.com/adchoicesNPR Privacy Policy

Magician, Swiss Watchmaker, Aloof, Elegant, Precise, Soulful, Childlike, Naive, Warm: these are all words that have been used to describe Maurice Ravel, a man of elegant contradictions. But perhaps these contradictions are why his music remains so beloved and universally appealing to so many musicians and audience members. Ravel has long been one of my favorite composers, and I always adore listening to his music and performing it. For the 150th anniversary of his birth, the legendary publishing house of G Henle has decided to focus on Ravel and his circle this year, calling this series Ravel and Friends. A few months ago, the Henle office contacted me to ask if I would be willing to collaborate with them on a series of Sticky Notes episodes about Ravel, each one focusing on the relationship between Ravel and another composer who was in his circle. This sounded like an amazing idea, and so I jumped at the chance to work with them. So, over the course of the next 5-6 months, you will be seeing 5 episodes under the Ravel and Friends theme. Today's episode will be a chance to do an overview on Ravel himself and to take a look at some major works that I haven't gotten around to covering on the show yet. We'll then finish the show with an interview with the great pianist Boris Giltburg, as we discuss the solo piano verison of Ravel's La Valse, one of the most challenging pieces in the entire repertoire. Later episodes will include a look at Ravel's relationships with Debussy, Gershwin, and De Falla, and much more! This is such an exciting chance to take a deeper look at one of the greatest 19th and 20th century composers, as well as take a look at the broader musical and social trends of that era, something I've always been deeply interested in. Join us!

Creation is intricately woven with mathematics, which happens to be the foundation of music. A geneticist discovered that DNA's base patterns can be translated into musical notes, with each gene producing unique melodies reminiscent of composers like Bach, Debussy, and Chopin. This beautiful harmony in creation testifies to God's power and wisdom, inviting us to join in creation's song of praise. To support this ministry financially, visit: https://www.oneplace.com/donate/1232/29

Today's show is particularly joyful! A teen pianist plays Debussy's L'isle Joyeuse (Joyful Island) and a violinist performs Suk's Song of Love and speaks to the importance of connecting emotionally with the music.Learn more about sponsor message choices: podcastchoices.com/adchoicesNPR Privacy Policy