il est éminemment dangereux et risqué de s'atteler à la musique dîtes classique , qui traîne son image d'éternité et de sérieux , et de s'afficher avec une pochette explicite ... Malgré bien sùr l'impossibilité de reproduire avec des moyens dits modernes et personnels l'amplitude le releif et l'emphase de l'orchestre symphonique , cela est très bien fait sans peur ni arrogance avec simplicité , et avec beaucoup d'inspiration comme d'habitude : j'avais cité des noms sur ton dernier album , ici j'ai entendu un peu de Smetana par moments , mais surtout du Pierre Marie avec beaucoup de plaisir !

I love the brittle tone of the piano playing here! Also, the horns and percussion are great, as well as the harmonic invention, always present in Pierre-Marie's music. Bravo!

A chaque instant de la vie s'attache une note qu'il n'est pas toujours facile de décoder. Le bonheur avec Pierre-Marie c'est qu'il arrive à se servir de chacune d'entre elles pour les assembler en aquarelles musicales. Bravo une fois encore, Je suis toujours aussi impressionné quand j'écoute ton univers !

Toujours aussi inventive la musique de Pierre-Marie nous presente une palette de combinaisons sonores qui s'entrecroisent, s'affrontent et se multiplient à l'infini. Chaque instrument a son mot à dire et revendique sa place rendant ces compositions variées et très mobiles dans les humeurs comme dans les rythmes et les sons. Un travail soigné et réfléchi mais surtout, inspiré !

Opens with a trumpet call. The swan is gliding over the still water of the river. It is dawn. The sun rises with strings and drums. Such tension in the music, coiled, ready to open, and when the piano begins, it does. We are flowing in a dance of water birds. The water is a thick glass floor and when a plummet is thrown and it dives down and down. There is no end to the depth of this music. We are brought back to the fingers, nimble playing, the breath, even clear notes. The swans lift out of the water, drops of water falling from their wings, angels rising into the brightening sky. Flutes, reeds flowing to the music. Those on the banks witnessing the ballet of birds in the water, still, awe. The Allegreto is restrained and draws its power from its restraint. There is such joy in the melody. The piano sings, lightly across the keys, deeply in the bass notes. Trills, lightly, lightly, the swans have become ballet dancers with wings. They are sweeping around and around. Newness arises with the sunrise, the day opens with Pierre-Marie's Concerto No9. He is ever gentle with us, inspiring us to awake and swim with the day, to sing and dance with the joy of living deep in our hearts. By Andante, the river flows through plains and vast open spaces. We are in a Surreal land where fairytales turn into operas, where passion fills the landscape. There is magic as the river flows. The dancers have deepened their dance of life to include lonelinesses, moments of quiet communion with what is divine, and all the while a distant trumpets remind us of the strength of our spirits. The piano, as ever, sings its notes, carrying the central voice of the Concerto. In our metaphor of river music, the piano carries us through rapids, drops, over rocks, through forests, allowing nature in all its beauty to be seen. Sometimes we are flying over the river, watching our lives progress, watching the widening of our experience as we move slowly towards the ineffable. Lovers dance quietly in the peaceful but steady dream that this symphonic concerto opens. Sometimes there is drama, yes, moments, but the overall flow of joy rushes on. A catchy jazzy rhythm, with rich Classical undertones. By the end of Andante, the breadth of Pierre-Marie Coedes vision becomes evident. Dancers like swans fill our imagination. Allegro begins with almost a jazz beat, distant flamenco, under a sweet, encompassing blend of instruments. The day is steadily revolving with the sun in trills, moments of flight, laughter, pain, togetherness, the echo of all creation communing. Our ballet dancers are almost doing a slow tango, their wings open behind them as they swirl, bend, bow. We are nearing the ocean, a regal entry into oneness. All the levels are echoing, singing, trills, notes, repetitions, a choral of complex patterns and pastel overlays, the harsh lines only rise from the depths, pulling the movement together so that it ends with a flourish of delicate piano notes, everything is shimmering, the pulse of life is here, its stunning gift. Fabulous and brilliant work, Pierre-Marie!

All three parts of this Concerto have been carefully crafted to allow each section of the orchestra to have their moment in the lead, but always bowing to the deft keyboarding of Pierre-Marie. The use of brash brass and tmpanis add the excitement to the different phrases within each piece. Enough reading, download this and enjoy for yourself!

I love classic music <3. This album mixes the classical patterns with modern influences like "soundtrack" or "new age". The result is a double-face music: relaxing and engaging. Unfortunatly the poor quality has a little hid the beauty of this album, but the author isn't guilty because it is a problem of this website.

A mon grand regret, mes occupations professionnelles m'empêchent de vous suivre dans vos créations. Cependant, j'ai pu trouver le temps d'écouter ce concerto magnifique tant par son écriture, son orchestration très inventive, et une très belle sonorité de l'orchestre dans son ensemble. Une fois de plus, un grand bravo pour cette superbe composition de musique symphonique contemporaine qui fait honneur à la créativité musicale française. Toutes mes félicitations Mr Coedes.

Bellissimo, tanto da meritare un'orchestra vera. Bellissimo perché i suoni -che qua e là rivelano i limiti della strumentazione virtuale (ed è inevitabile, a meno di non cooptare la Philarmonia di Berlino))- non disturbano tanto da togliere spazi alla fantasia dell'ascoltatore che sa ricostruirli; e soprattutto alla fantasia compositiva dell'autore, che viaggia su binari non scontati, inseguendo geometrie non euclidee. Giù il cappello.