THE HIDDEN MUSSICIAN

El músico oculto. ¿Quién es?

Nací en 1862, en el bonito barrio de las afueras de Sain-Germain-en Laye, Francia. Mis padres son muy pobres y, en casa, no hay gran alegría. Por otra parte, aunque hemos aterrizado en París, nos mudamos constantemente.....además mi padre participa en la alcaldía al lado de los revolucionarios.
Además tienen muchos hijos(yo soy el mayor) aunque casi no pueden alimentarnos.
 A mí me  confían a mi tía, Clémentine de Bussy. 
Para coronar todo, desde mi nacimiento, tengo un tumor óseo en la frente, una joroba, un bulto. No es grave, pero toda mi vida, me han llamado el CRISTO HIDROCÉFALO, por eso siempre llevé flequillo, un súper flequillo.
Para rematar el cuadro, mi padre quiere que yo sea marino.....Por todos estos motivos nunca fui al colegio y, en consecuencia cometí faltas de ortografía toda mi vida.

A los 8 años, mi padre, conoce a un profesor de piano que piensa ¡PURA SUERTE¡  que tengo  aptitudes musicales extraordinarias. 

Como a mi padre le meten  en prisión, por motivos políticos y mi madre no tiene dinero, aprendo piano gratis con la señora Mauté, alumna de Chopin.¡ Y hala! Ahí lo tenéis :me aceptan en el Conservatorio en 1872  , formando parte de los 8 galardonados sobre 39 candidatos .Debo de tener unas aptitudes extraordinarias.

Mi profesor ,el señor  Marmontel, es demasiado autoritario, demasiado severo, para  él  no existe nada más que la técnica .

Me encanta improvisar, juntar notas raras y hacer florituras sin fin...
Lo que más me gusta es inventarme canciones, componer música....  Siempre estoy tocando y a los 14 años gano un 2º premio a la interpretación, trabajo la armonía como una verdadera mula y con seriedad...a los 18 años gano un primer premio .Lo que prefiero es pasar el tiempo con un profe muy majo, es fantástico, se llama Albert Lavignac. Me enseña , de manera divertida...Uno de mis compañeros, un cretino , piensa que mi música parece " GRUÑIDOS  QUE IMITAN A LOS AUTOBUSES"...

Por suerte, mi viejo profesor Marmontel del Conservatorio, está siempre ahí. Está atento a todo .Sabe que mi familia es pobre y durante el verano , me coloca como pianista y acompañante de aficionados ricos. Viajo...incluso a Rusia. Aprendo.

Y regreso al Conservatorio, lleno de ideas. Ahora encuentran que mi música es bonita, pero teóricamente absurda .Incluso me acusaron de no haber puesto en mi ópera ninguna melodía....Pero si no es más que melodía ¡Sólo que esta melodía no está cortada , no está dividida en series según las reglas antiguas .Mi melodía no se interrumpe intencionadamente, ya que pretende reproducir la vida misma .SÉ PERFECTAMENTE QUE NO SE PUEDE TARAREAR O SILBAR NINGUNA  FRASE DE MI ÓPERA.

 En la vida  hay colores, ritmos ,atmósferas ,que varían sin cesar y que tampoco se pueden silbar.. ¿Sabéis lo que respondo?".SÓLO TIENEN QUE ESCUCHAR Y SENTIR".💓 Y se acabó.

Tal vez sigo cometiendo faltas de ortografìa, pero soy yo quien va a componer Preludio a la siesta de un fauno, El mar, El claro de luna, Ensoñación ....Entre otras.
Para mí la Naturaleza es lo más. Frente a un cielo en movimiento , tras contemplar durante largas horas sus bellezas magníficas , se apodera de mí una incomparable emoción. La vasta naturaleza me deja sin palabras... por eso necesito la música para contarlo.

 Por cierto el 22 de Agosto de 2012 Google me dedicó un Doodle muy bonito pues era mi 150 cumpleaños.
 Con un trozo de una pieza muy famosa que yo  había compuesto, elaboró un vídeo.
Mi música en el siglo XX y XXI se utiliza mucho en películas , quien me lo iba a decir a mí.Sobre todo el Claro de Luna. Mirad en 
cuántas pelis sale:



The hidden musician. Who is he?

I was born in 1862, in the beautiful suburb of Sain-Germain-en-Laye, France. My parents are very poor and, at home, there is no great joy. On the other hand, although we have landed in Paris, we are constantly moving ..... besides my father participates in the mayoralty next to the revolutionaries.

In addition they have many children (I am the oldest) although they can hardly feed us.
They realize that they can not support us and entrusts us to my aunt, Clémentine de Bussy. To crown everything, from my birth, I have a bony tumor on the forehead, a hump, a lump. It is not serious, but all my life, I have been called the HYDROCHETAL CHRIST, so I always had bangs, a super bangs.
To finish the picture, my father wants me to be a marine ..... For all these reasons I never went to school and, as a result, I committed spelling mistakes all my life.

At age 8, my father, when it was not really the time, meets a piano teacher who thinks "PURA SUERTE", that I have extraordinary musical skills. Since my father is soon in prison and my mother has no money, I learn piano free with Mrs. Mauté, Chopin's pupil. There you have it: I am accepted in the Conservatory in 1872, being part of the 8 winners over 39 candidates. I must have extraordinary skills.
My teacher, Mr. Marmontel, is too authoritarian, too severe, for him, there is nothing more than technique. I love to improvise, gather rare notes and make endless flourishes ...

What I like most is to invent songs, to compose music, the piano can not stand it more than 5 minutes. Although I always play at age 14 I won a 2nd prize for acting, I work harmony as a real mule and seriously ... at age 18 I won a first prize. What I prefer is to spend time with a very nice teacher, It's fantastic, his name is Albert Lavignac. It teaches me, in a funny way, the mysteries of the solfeggio. Yes, you are not dreaming, EL SOLFEO! One of my comrades, an idiot, thinks my music sounds like "GRUMPY THAT IMITATE BUSES" ...

Fortunately, my old professor Marmontel of the Conservatory is always there. He is attentive to everything. He knows that my family is poor and during the summer, he places me as a pianist and accompanist of wealthy aficionados. I travel ... even to Russia. I learn.

And back to the Conservatory, full of ideas. Now they find that my music is beautiful, but theoretically absurd. They even accused me of not having put in my opera any melody ... But if it is only melody! Only this melody is not cut, it is not divided into series according to the old rules. My melody is not intentionally interrupted, since it pretends to reproduce life itself. IT IS PERFECTLY THAT IT CAN NOT BE TARARED OR SILVER ANY PHRASE OF MY OPERA. In life there are colors, rhythms, atmospheres, which vary continuously and can not be whistled either. Do you know what I answer? "THERE IS NO THEORY. JUST HAVE TO LISTEN AND FEEL." And it's over.

Maybe I still misspellings, but it's me who will compose Prelude to the nap of a faun, The sea, The moonlight, Dreaming .... Among others.
For me Nature is the most. Before a moving sky, after contemplating for long hours its magnificent beauties, an incomparable emotion takes hold of me. The vast nature leaves me speechless ... that's why I need the music to tell it.

By the way, on August 22, 2012  Google dedicated me a very nice Doodle as it was my 150th birthday.With a piece of a very famous piece that I had composed , he made a video.






Here you can listen to me playing a little part of Reverie, a beautifull piece of music.



Questions:( some of the answers are in the text but others you have to look for in google).

1-Debussy was born  in Saint-Germain-en-Laye,on the outskirts of which French city?

2-When was Debussy born?

3-Was easy his childhood?

3-Why didn't he like him his first piano teacher?

4-Which of the following terms is often used to describe Debussy's music?
-Fauvist
-Cubist
Impressionist

5-Did Debussy has faith in himself?

6-How was his family?

7-What did he like to do most?

8- Was his music understood?

9-What did he think about his second teacher?

10-Did you know him?

11-Did you know his music?

12-Personal opinion.