Baroque Notes: Flowers and Duets

Man, sir, do you know him? Handel came back to look at the visitor from Magdeburg, only to find that the latter was already in tears and was busy covering his face with the skirt of his clothes... "Sir, what's wrong with you?"Dare my words be so contagious? "

"No, no, Mr. Handel!" said Telemann, his voice inflected with excitement, "for the rest of my life, I will always remember this miraculous day! I am the author of the Sigismundus you speak of, Georg Philip Telemann."

Handel yelled.He gripped Telemann's arm so tightly that it hurt. "Hallelujah!"

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"That was the beginning of our lifelong friendship," Telemann said.The morning sun is saturated with heat, just as it was three centuries ago. "Antonio, do you think this was arranged by God, or just a miraculous coincidence?"

"Philip, I'm not a speculator, and miracles are not something ordinary people can create. Even if you didn't show up at the gate of the Halley Opera House that afternoon 300 years ago, the common love and pursuit of music will definitely bring you to a certain place in your life." , or meet in person or in musical works. However," Vivaldi said, "it is a lonely composer's dream to meet a soulmate in his lifetime, or even in his early years."

"You mean you met your good student—well, my good student too, Piesendel too late?" Telemann suddenly laughed, "No, you mean Sebastian Tian! If you'd known this great fan of yours while you were alive, perhaps you wouldn't have neglected the organ so much that you only had it play simple chords as accompaniment to the strings in the concerto..." see Vivalh looked embarrassed at first, and Telemann changed the topic, "—although we were boys at that time, two young music lovers met each other very late. I stayed in Halle The time is much longer than originally planned..."

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"In order to receive you and Sebastian this time, Fred and I have read several of your biographies together." Telemann said, "I vaguely remember that you were received by Holy Roman Emperor Charles VI in 1728 When he was invited to inspect the construction of the port of Trieste, Charles VI admitted that he liked you so much that he said more in one meeting with you than he had told his ministers in two years combined. "

Vivaldi looked at the table with embarrassment, "That may be the most beautiful period since I came to this world."

"Yes," Telemann joked, "how glorious we were in the past - I was once hired by the most famous churches in Europe as Lezheng, and you were once favored by emperors and princes of various countries. Now we can only sit in this usual There are not many museums visited by tourists, chatting about the past, and have to wait for someone and someone to come back from shopping to prepare lunch.——ah, it’s far away. In fact, the reason I mentioned you and Charles VI is just because I want to express, When I met Fred in Harley, we were talking so speculatively, I felt like I'd never talked about so much music. Antonio, do you think I'm similar to Charles VI? Yes right?"

Vivaldi is once again left speechless by Telemann's strange logic, his disparate analogies, and above all his strange sense of humor.

"—In the days after that, both of us were in a state of ecstasy. We talked about music: about our opinions on music, about our own experiences related to music... All the topics seemed to never end, and our The energy doesn't seem to drain either. I can barely remember what we ate and we had very little rest at night, but we both feel like we've never been more energized. I seem to be living in an ideal world, 法// The tragic fate of Lily disappeared, replaced by a music blissful world, accompanied by my bosom friend. It is a wonderful feeling, when you first discover that there are people in this world who have the same interests and ambitions as you , There are people with very similar experiences!" Telemann continued to tell the past in 1701, "He told me that his name was Georg; I said, my name is also Georg. He said to me , he is the youngest child in the family; I said, I am also the youngest child in the family. He told me that his father did not allow him to study music, and he could only secretly practice a broken little key in the attic in the dead of night Qin; I said that my mother did not agree with me to study music, and my performance and original composition were all self-taught. He told me that his musical talent touched the organist Zachow, and since then Mr. taught him to learn performance and composition I said that my musical talent impressed my teacher Caspar Calvor, who made him deviate from my mother's original intention and teach me to compose... Although our age difference is 4 years, we feel that we have no barrier. That period of time was It's so touching," Telemann paused, and said slightly playfully, "I even feel that my affection for Fred during the years in the association is not as strong as when I first met him."

"Please don't say that, Philip," Vivaldi said. "Fred will be sad to hear that you've been with him for so many years and you still think you were most emotional when you first met as teenagers." good……"

"Who made me face a handsome and handsome young man at that time, but now I am facing a bad-tempered middle-aged walrus weighing 200 pounds with a swollen face..." Telemann said, "Red hair, why don't you I remember the last time we saw in the magazine that on the beach during the breeding season, the fat male walrus pressed the thin female walrus, you said it was really pathetic, and I said that your family life and mine are actually..."

"Pfft!" Vivaldi almost spat out the black tea he was drinking, "Philip, pay attention to the image! I admit that this is a good bedtime joke between you and Fred—and, what is the red hair? You are indeed affected He has too much influence... let's go back to Harley in 1701, when you were young, pure musical friendship!"

"Okay, Mr. Vivaldi." Teleman couldn't help laughing, he cleared his throat, and continued the original calm tone, "——However, after a few days of carefree getting along, the shadow of the truth slowly emerged, My fate, destined to leave music and go to law//law, stares at me in the dark, preventing me from concentrating on the complete musical communication. The Harley child in front of me, whose father has been persuaded by the Duke, plays Has been favored by the royal//clan, the future of the music industry is bright..."

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1701 Harley.

Sheet music was strewn around the small, shabby hotel room.The young friends were discussing ecstatically, until the fading twilight slowly cast a veil on their vision.

"I have never shown these works to outsiders." Handel lay on the bed with his feet up. "I know that I am young and frivolous, but I am still proud of them! Philip...Philip, you this time Didn’t you bring any old manuscripts with you when you went to the university to report? I can’t wait to read it!”

The words "university report" made Telemann shudder.Yes, he has to leave tomorrow... He sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Handel, pursed his lips, "Yes, I brought... only one copy."

"One copy?" Handel hummed slightly contemptuously, "Don't tell me you're too weak to memorize a few pages." He took the score for Psalm [-] handed over by Telemann, and found that The top is slightly blurred by water stains. "And you haven't taken good care of it. Is this your attitude towards pursuing a music career?"

Telemann turned his back, staring fixedly at his instep.When Handel commented on his work, he paid no heed to the comments... He looked back at his friend lying casually on the bed, and finally said, "Fred. I give you this work." , I won't need it again."

Even if Handel didn't know how to read words and expressions, the tears in Telemann's eyes caught his attention.He was a little surprised, and a little angry because he couldn't figure it out, "What did you say?!"

"Fred. I said I don't need it anymore. After sunrise tomorrow morning, I don't need the sheet music anymore. I don't need the music anymore. No, actually I'm never going to touch music again in my life."

"What the hell! Say it again!" Handel jumped up from the bed, almost crushing the bed. "What kind of thing is this? What have we been talking about these days?! Don't you love and aspire to the music career? Didn't we say that we will become the best composers in this era, no, in all eras, let those all Are people who look down on young people ashamed?!"

"Yes, but I am leaving tomorrow to report at the University of Leipzig." Telemann said, "I will study law. I will not engage in music anymore..." Del jumped in front of him, tearing his shoulders with his powerful hands, "You're lying to me!" Handel shook Telemann violently, "Phili! Listen to what you just said! God knows if you are sincere or just talking nonsense !"

Telemann pushed Handel's hand away, tears