Recital: Haoyang Shi '23, Viola
NEC's students meet one-on-one each week with a faculty artist to perfect their craft. As each one leaves NEC to make their mark in the performance world, they present a full, professional recital that is free and open to the public. It's your first look at the artists of tomorrow.
Haoyang Shi '23 studies Viola with Nicholas Cords.
This is an in-person event with a private stream available to the NEC community here: https://necmusic.edu/live
- Haoyang Shi '23, viola
- Ji Yung Lee, piano
- Nicholas Cords, studio teacher
Johann Sebastian Bach | Cello Suite No. 2 in D Minor, BWV 1008
Prelude
Allemande
Courante
Sarabande
Menuet
GigueZhou Long | Wild Grass
Text
Wild Grass
When I am silent, I feel replete; as I open my mouth to speak, I am conscious of emptiness.
The past life has died. I exult over its death, because from this I know that it once existed. The dead life has decayed. I exult over its decay, because from this I know that it has not been empty.
From the clay of life abandoned on the ground grow no lofty trees, only wild grass. For that I am to blame.
Wild grass strikes no deep roots, has no beautiful flowers and leaves, yet it imbibes dew, water and the blood and flesh of the dead, although all try to rob it of life. As long as it lives it is trampled upon and mown down, until it dies and decays.
But I am not worried; I am glad. I shall laugh aloud and sing.I love my wild grass, but I detest the ground which decks itself with wild grass.
A subterranean fire is spreading, raging, underground. Once the molten lava breaks through the earth’s crust, it will consume all the wild grass and lofty trees, leaving nothing to decay.
But I am not worried; I am glad. I shall laugh aloud and sing.Heaven and earth are so serene that I cannot laugh aloud or sing. Even if they were not so serene, I probably could not either. Between light and darkness, life and death, past and future, I dedicate this tussock of wild grass as my pledge to friend and foe, man and beast, those whom I love and those whom I do not love.
For my own sake and for the sake of friend and foe, man and beast, those whom I love and those whom I do not love, I hope for the swift death and decay of this wild grass. Otherwise, it means I have not lived, and this would be truly more lamentable than death and decay.Go, then, wild grass, together with my foreword!
Lu Hsun
Written in White Cloud Pavilion, Kwangchow
April 26, 1927Artists- Longfei Flora Sun, reciter
Rebecca Clarke | Sonata for Viola and Piano
Impetuoso
Vivace
Adagio