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The Musical Quarterly
By GUIDO M. GATTI
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and the style of the poem, the musician has deliberately renounced
the pathetic accent, the showy motive, the facile rhythm.
In this atmosphere of pure intellect, there is no place for the
senses; in this exaltation of thought, even emotion is rarified and
speaks a language which it is not given to everyone to understand.
Having declared war a priori on sensualism, the composer has
found in counterpoint- in all the multiple and ingenious aspects of
counterpoint-the key to his language. And he has banished every
subtlety and harmonic effect which conform-according to what
he thought-more to the erotic than to the sublime. In his con-
tinuous ambition to free himself from matter, to be cleansed in the
azure flame of purification, the music at times is in danger of losing
its emotional appeal, and in such an orgy of the intellect one is apt
to miss sufficient nourishment. And yet, the genius of the artist
proceeds so firmly and unerringly that it succeeds in creating an
architecture, solid and at the same time vibrant, which rises to a
height attained by very few men of our times.
Busoni's creative life was full of sudden light and disappoint-
ment, of enthusiasm and discouragement, a life that he preferred,
after all, to the outwardly more successful one of a pure virtuoso.
But only at the cost of renouncing the latter did he succeed in
finding himself, and, like his Doctor Faust, in reaching his per-
fection as an artist and as a man.
(Translated by A. Arbib-Costa.)