I practiced a lot today. I pulled out a piece that is very close to my heart: one of Beethoven's last sonatas, the Opus 109. All of the last sonatas have a special, contemplative quality to them, but this one in particular is, for me, so representative of acceptance, grace, dignity, life, love, beauty, humanity, perseverance. Every time I hear it or play it, I go inside myself and connect with these raw emotions.
Today when I played Opus 109, it was new. And I really, truly believe it is owed to these improvisations. By nature, the piece already sounds very improvised, so in execution today, it really felt as though I could play it from my heart, have courage, and let go of any expectations. It was as if it were all mine. And it felt right, and good.
But today's improv is nothing like that piece. Today's sounds a lot like many I've already posted. I tried to fight it at first, but it wasn't right. This is what wanted to come out.
Here we go, Day 28: https://ia700703.us.archive.org/10/items/Improv91111/9_11_117_50Pm.mp3