5 Reasons you should love Grieg

Grieg. Edvard Grieg.

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Composer extraordinaire. Musical genius. Norwegian superstar. Albert Einstein look-alike. You may have heard  of him as referred to as any of these things – and they’re all true.

Born in 1843, Edvard Grieg is very possibly Norway’s most famous person of note. He hated school due to bullies and lack of things that interested him, but became a skilled pianist at an early age. Grieg was playing pieces at 10 that I still have trouble playing at 20. Go figure.

Grieg has written some of the most beautiful and celebrated music ever. After learning more about him in a music class, I fell in love with his music and was even luck enough to visit his home in Bergen, Norway a few months ago. I was also the youngest person there by 40 years – but I’m sure I was the most excited.

Here’s a few reasons you should totally love him (and his music) too.

He dropped out of music school. 

When he left, he said that he had left the Leipzin Conservatory “as stupid as when I entered it.”

He’s truly a man after my own heart.

He stuck to his roots. 

Grieg always loved his homeland. Even while he spent years away, he always dreamed and composed of Norway. He believed that it’s landscapes, people, tradition, and culture were the ultimate inspiration. They drove his imagination, and if you’ve ever been lucky enough to visit the country, it’s not hard to see why.

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“Point where the sun sets” at Grieg’s home in Norway (Taken by yours truly).

He didn’t need much. Literally. 

In short: Grieg was short. Like, really short. Both he and his wife had special furniture commissioned for their home because they were so tiny. They were also pretty considerate though, and had regular sized chairs for their regular sized guests. How cute is that?

And for a well-known composer? There home is pretty small. He also had a composition hut, but it’s definitely no grand mansion. I appreciate a man who is happy with a beautiful view.

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Grieg’s home in Norway (photo by moi).

Family was important to him. 

One of his most timeless and popular works, Piano Concerto in A Minor, was written from a bolt of inspiration after his daughter, Alexandra, was born.

If you visit his house, you can see where “Edvard and Nina” was carved into the stone on the hill below the home, and that’s where the two of them are buried.

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Edvard and Nina

He wasn’t a hermit! (I know, crazy)

I feel like a lot of artists are heralded as such because they seclude themselves, but Grieg did not such thing. Although he liked to be alone while composing, he was actually known for his parties. On the walls of his living room you can find several pictures from photographs and other get-togethers featuring many other masters of the day.

His most famous work, Peer Gynt, was commissioned by Henrik Ibsen who had written the play of the same name. In The Hall of the Mountain King has become one of the most popularized staples of our time.

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Portrait of Norwegian Composer Edvard Grieg — Image by © Bettmann/CORBIS

Today, Grieg is considered one of the best Romantic Era composers ever. He is truly able to paint a picture with music in a way that few others have ever been able to come close to. But, as with all composers, the best way to understand why there are worthy of such praise and love is to listen to them and hear for yourself. Here are a few of my favorite pieces:

Morning Mood (from Peer Gynt) 

Piano Concerto in A Minor 

To Spring 

Wedding Day at Troldhaugen 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rainy Days and Falling Leaves | Playlist

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We’re getting into the later and cooler days of Fall. The skies are more gray than blue, and there are more leaves on the ground than on the trees. Snow and rain are in the forecast, and it gets dark earlier and earlier.

For the last few days I’ve been taking one hour to go out on a little walk, find a bench or somewhere to sit, and just sit. I’ll read, write, or just sip whatever is in my thermos that day and think. I’ve got about a million and ten things on my to-do list, but giving myself a little time to clear my head has already proved to be extremely therapeutic.

Here’s some jazzy tunes to help you clear your head, relax, and enjoy the present – falling leaves and all.

Why I Love Joanna Newsom (And You Should Too)

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This past week, Joanna Newsom blessed the world with the release of her fourth album, Divers. I may be biased, but this album is seriously the best. The. Best. I’ve been in such a Joanna Newsom funk that I’ve taken to searching her hashtag on all social media sites. Through this journey, I’ve learned a lot about JNew fans. One Instagram user likes to elaborately hula hoop to Milk Eyed Mender, and let me tell you, it’s impressive. Apparently hula hoop contemporary dance is a thing now? I don’t know, I’ve seen it on Facebook, and it’s great. I’m glad that I’m alive during such times. Anyways, judging by the Instagram and Tumblr excitement, it’s pretty safe to say that a lot of people are stoked about the release of this new album.

All of her albums are amazing (shout out to Ys especially), but there’s something more refined and emotionally subtle about Divers that hits me right in the heart. All 11 tracks are amazing, but my two favorites are the titular “Divers” and the last song “Time, as a Symptom.”

The thing I love most about Newsom is her lyrics. It has always rubbed me the wrong way when I read critics call her music childlike or medieval-esque, since her songs are so rich with poetic symbolism. I hate to sound pretentious or ~fake deep~, but WAKE UP PEOPLE! Just check out this website, which has really smart and cool people annotating her lyrics, and it’s just incredible. Her songs are so feminine and timeless, she’s the one artist I can listen to nonstop.

“Divers” directed by Paul Thomas Anderson. Press play and scroll through some of my favorite quotes from her songs, and then cry at the beauty.

Since this has been such a Joanna Newsom week for me, I’ve decided to list some of my favorite lyrics by her. Hopefully this will inspire more people to be fans, and then we can all go to her concert, or something.

“Well, I have sown untidy furrows
across my soul,
but I am still a coward,
content to see my garden grow
so sweet & full
of someone else’s flowers.” – In California

“It does not suffice for you to say I am a sweet girl
Or to say you hate to see me sad because of you
It does not suffice to merely lie beside each other
As those who love each other do” – Does Not Suffice

“And it pains me to say, I was wrong
Love is not a symptom of time
Time is just a symptom of love” – Time, as a Symptom

“I wanted to say: why the long face?
sparrow, perch and play songs of long face
burro, buck and bray songs of long face!
sing: I will swallow your sadness and eat your cold clay
just to lift your long face” – Sawdust and Diamonds

Okay, I’ll stop there so I don’t wear out my welcome. But seriously, as I put those together I just felt it, and wanted to leave one of my favorite songs by her here to close out the post.

Check out our first playlist and meet Bethany!

Heyo. Bethany here, the other half of this fantastic blog, writing my first post. Yikes, is this what it’s like to write a dating profile? But it had to happen sometime. This is my first blog, and I’m just stoked to be writing it with my super great, rad friend Savannah (seriously, she’s the best. Check out her first post to see how caring and what a fantastic writer she is).

I’m so excited to start writing this, and I already have tons of stuff cooking up in this brain, but I thought I’d keep this first post short and sweet. Just be ready for tons of blog posts on music and podcasts, my favorite things in this whole world.

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Here’s a visual of me. I’m riding a hoverboard that some rando brought to my apartment complex. Seriously, I have never felt so free and freakin’ elegant in my life. I was literally a swan in my head. Dude who brought the ‘board, I regret not asking your name and if you read this, hit me up.

Anyways, to the important part of this post—the playlist. Savannah and I thought it’d be a good idea for us to alternate making playlists each week, and I called first dibs. This playlist is all about strutting around, showing yourself (and your talents and thoughts) to the world. I believe my friend Bruce said it best, “we gotta get out while we’re young, ‘cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run.”

We were born to runnnnnnnnn.

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