My performance of Prokofiev's Flute Sonata
My pianist Isaac Cohen and I recently performed the Prokofiev Flute Sonata at the First Unitarian Church of Chicago. The church has a generous, echoing acoustic. It is beautiful to listen to, though not always the easiest space in which to play—particularly for the flute. To project into the space you must give the instrument a great deal of breath. Prokofiev was famously dry, terse, allergic to sentimentality. He probably just wrote this sonata because the flute is an underrated instrument and he wanted to do something about that — thus a piece that is so technically demanding and classic Prokofiev — precussive piano lines, mysteriously beautiful chord progressions, and crazy scales up and down as if flutes don't need to breathe. I think I played reasonably well. Yet after the performance I felt terrible. In my memory the piece seemed full of mistakes—slips, cracks, moments where the line did not quite bloom the way I imagined it. ...