Tchaikovsky – Swan Lake

Tchaikovsky – Swan Lake
P. I. Tchaikovsky – Swan Lake, Op. 20: I. Scene (Piano Solo) (Arr. Kenneth Nappier)

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[Kassiapiano]

Hi! In the last video, lots of people recommended this piece (Swan Lake, Op. 20: I. Scene). It seems to be well known as Swan Lake Theme. I expect that lots of people know this piece. I used the piano solo arrangement by Kenneth Nappier. I attached the link in the description. At the last parts, I changed notes a little bit.:) This piece is so beautiful. And, it is easy to play. I hope that you guys enjoy it. Thank you for your support:) Have a good day! (Leave comments when you want to recommend pieces!:)

[annaelsjoki]

As a ballerina and pianist, I can say: this is gorgeous.

[parmesanny]

Kassia playing: Swan Lake
Me playing: *Duck Swamp*

[christinad]

As a pianist, I can confidently say that this is why Tchaikovsky is my favorite composer.

[whyiseverysinglehandletaken]

2:58 This one high chord always gives me goosebumps. It just feels, creepy.

[karmaexists]

This piece is so haunting; at first, it has a sad melancholy-like tune to it, with a dab of fantasy, but later, it turns into a strong beat, filled with horror, dread, unknown terror, and oh God knows what-!

[kamarsofie]

How can a music sound so angelic and evil at the same time..

[eveei]

2:57 always gives off Star Wars/Harry Potter vibes

[Mrtiny_yt]

As neither a ballerina or a pianist i can say that this is amazing

[jj_hoolio]

Pianists playing a piano: strikes perfect notes, sinks emotion into every key press, devotes their life to the instrument.
Me, playing with a piano: hehe, i liek pushing buttins.

[jkjk]

Wow, the way you express your emotion in this piece is very exquisite.

[PianoTimeOfficial]

You played this one majestically. The piece gets better and more powerful every minute. Good job on this one ;) <3

[boogiewoogiebubbleboy]

This is one of the most beautiful pieces of music I've ever heard. Which is why I'm going to tell you a story, a long story so I hope you find it interesting.

I'm 63 years old now and basically a self-taught piano player. I would not call myself a pianist, not yet, not by a long shot.

I only learnt to play the piano so I could play this piece from Swan Lake. It was also my mother's most favourite ballet but she died when I was 8.

I told myself that one day, I would learn how to play Swan Lake and then play it every year on her birthday. With help that dream became reality.

I can't read music. Oh god, I've tried, believe you me. I've had lessons. So many teachers, but because they get so frustrated with me, they tell me im not able to be taught and that i should give up, save my money. So I did just that.

Im dyslexic and suffer with ADHD, which was only diagnosed 12 years ago, which probably doesn't help with my situation.

In my 53 years of trying to play an instrument, the only one i managed to learn was the clarinet, when i was 34. Ive always loved the sound, thanks to the big band sound of the 1940s. The likes of Glen Miller, for example.

I also love the violin, especially listening to Mozart, but hey, some things just aren't possible to learn, right.

Now, the piano is an instrument i do like. I like it a lot. So this is where i feel my story gets interesting.

When i was at school, we had double music classes lasting about 90 minutes. l was 10 years old, but all of the instruments were taken save for the grand piano in the assembly hall.

My music teacher told me not to be put off by its size. After the first lesson, 45 minutes where he basically explained what sheet paper was, and how you used it. For example, the names for all of the music lettering and shapes, etc. I was told to make a start. What!!!

I was left in the assembly hall, on my own, with no one to talk to. No one to ask for help, nothing, while my classmates were, well, in the music room.

I couldn't read music. I sat there on the stool looking right at it, but it may just as well have been written in a foreign language.

One of the masters came into the hall and said, "Don't let me bother you, boy, carry on." I thought to myself. Please, Sir, please bother me. Ask me why im not playing, as the silence felt terrifying while the master walked on past through the double doors and i didnt play a note. I was sure he would tell me off or something. It felt like 5 minutes, but probably just 30 seconds.

Eventually, my music teacher came to me. He had already gone around everyone else in class, and now it was my turn. It was so hard. I did my best to concentrate and follow what he was saying, but it was just gobberlygook to me.

We went back to the classroom where i sat at his desk, while he went over the music sheet again, but because of the instruments being, well, not played exactly, but you get the idea.

He tried, i tried, but I just didn't understand. He said i was stupid and gave me detention. This went on for 3 weeks. In the end, he was just like the ones i had when i was much older. Rude, unsympathetic, and cruel.

Years fly past, and from time to time, I would bring out my clarinet and play along to some of the big band numbers I had managed to learn. I even tried to play Swan Lake, but that was a joke.

Then, when i moved home the lasttime, i found that my neighbour played the piano, and very beautifully, i must say. I would hear her playing every day when I got home from work. I must admit. At first, I thought she was playing records. She was that perfect, at least, to my ear through the walls.

Then, about ten days after I moved in, i knocked on her door to introduce myself. She said her name was Hilda, then invited me in. To my surprise, not only was Hilda blind but 92 years old. Surely she had to be playing records, right? After she invited me in we talked over a pot of tea and biscuits.

Once we got the usual neighbourly chit-chat stuff out of the way, I brought the piano music up. She apologised if her playing disturbed me. Oh no i said, on the contrary, i enjoy it. I asked her who the composer was and what records she played.

She laughed and said, "it is me, i am the composer." Really, I said, but I don't see a piano. Come with me young man, and take hold of my arm. She led me to the conservatory, there it is. My husband gave it to me on our 25th wedding anniversary. I play on it every day.

OMG, i thought, she has a Steinway and not just any Steinway but one with fancy gold writing on it. There was even the name of a famous orchestra. It looked antique with its stained wood. Probably mahogany with rose wood inlays. It looked so sleek and expensive.

I said, "Oh wow, what a beautiful Steinway." Do you play she asked? I said, "Sadly, no, but it's my aim to one day. If i can find someone with enough patience to teach me. "

I then started telling her about my music journey with the teacher at school and then more recently the other ones while we enjoyed another fresh pot of tea.

She then told me her story that when she was 6 years old, she fell off of her bike and hit her head on the pavement. She has no recollect of that whole day. Just the details her parents told her.

After a week in a coma, she woke up and could not see. She was blind, which frightened her to the point where her mother slapped her face. Can you imagine just how scary that must have felt as a child. You have lost your sight then suddenly out of nowhere, wham! You get slapped around the face.

Her parents were very strict, but as she told me her story, i would not say they were strict but rather hard on her instead. I would even go as far to say, her mother abused her.

Her father was away a lot working for the army as a civilian assessor while her mother, a very hard and by all accounts, a very spiteful women, an evil person too. She worked as a school music teacher. It was how she made her daughter learn the piano that really got to me.

During the war, WWII, Hitler was killing off the Jews. Hilda's parents fled Germany arriving in England in 1940 with just a suitcase. She was just a young teen but remembers that week like it was a film.

She went to a Gramma school as her mother was a music teacher. From the age of 3, Hilda was made to play the piano every day. Every single day apart from when they fled Germany.

Her father was killed in 1967 in a car accident then her mother committed suicide 2 months later.

Hilda alone with no family only had friends at the synagogue and her girlfriend from work. Apart from the occasional birthday party she went to, her only I guess you could call it, excitement, was to listen to the radio and play her baby grand.

Then, one day, a nice young Jewish man asked Hilda out on a date and the rest as they say it history. His name was Joseph, but he died from pancreatic cancer when he was 52. They had one child, David, who lived in America, New York, the last I heard.

Joseph gave Hilda the piano for their 25th wedding anniversary, and she played it every day. But when Joseph died, she became withdrawn and so played for hours on end into the early hours.

Then 3 years before I moved in next door her home was broken into. The thieves stole everything of value but not the piano. If only they had known because. When Joseph purchased the piano it came from an estate sale. The auction rooms had no idea of it true value but Joseph did.

He bid on it and ended up paying 185 guineas. Before the piano was delivered to their home, Joseph, with catalog and bill of sale in hand, promptly insured the piano for £15, 000.

Hilda, knowing that I could not read music taught me how to play the piano. She never read music, but to hear her play, you would never have known.

Sadly, Hilda died a year later. I was invited to the reading of her Will. David was there, and although he received Hildas estate, she left the piano to me!

I have it in my longe. It takes up half the room, but I don't care. I have it insured too, for £30, 000 but when I die, it will go to a piano music school. I think Hilda would be happy with my choice. I do have children, but none of them play music, and to be honest, they have no interest in anything these days.

Hilda was a wonderful and very remarkable lady. I miss not hearing her play. I miss our talks. I do hope she is resting in peace. 🙏 God bless you Hilda. As Vira Lynn said. We will meet again. Don't know where don't know when.😢

[thibomeurkens]

Simply piano be like:
Day 1: Has never touched a piano.
...
Day 5: *Plays this*.

[Ake_Gaming]

me :I always get amazing content
kassia : I always make you happy
TRUTH!!!!

[dirys]

I first came to know about this song from a Barbie movie, then this song was there in my keyboard and now I'm shocked this is such a good piece!

[Sassasaurus]

As a ballerina and a pianist, I can confidently say that this is beautiful

[ct_yeoh]

Swan This is utterly gorgeous! I'm very used to listening to the entire orchestra version but this arrangement plus your gorgeous playing makes it feel like this is how it should always have been played <3333 I hope you are doing well at times like this!!! Thank you for the gorgeous music you share with us!

[zacyo]

This is played so beautifully, it is my motivation to start up piano again after quitting for 6 months. Thank you for putting in all your emotion and showing how great this piece is. Wish me luck

[semnome]

2:44 I love it when the pianist uses the whole piano