A new book by Simon Morrison Called The Love and Wars of Lina Prokofiev, tells the story of Prokofiev's first wife. After his return to Russia their marriage drifted into failure, largely due to his many infidelities. I understand that the book is primarily about her, but his reputation emerges as a deeply uncaring person who did not attempt to help her when she was arrested and sent to the Gulags in 1948.
The question is, should this painful knowledge affect our attitude towards the music? Personally, I enjoy Prokofiev's works without perhaps loving them, sensing a certain coldness, but I knew nothing about this aspect of his life until now.it seems to me that there are deeply felt compositions, the 6th Symphony for example, but I don't find the depth that I hear in Shostakovich, others will disagree.
Of course, the debate about composer's lives being separate works rumbles on with the discussion of Wagner and others, but Prokofiev's is more contemporay and historically closer to home.
The question is, should this painful knowledge affect our attitude towards the music? Personally, I enjoy Prokofiev's works without perhaps loving them, sensing a certain coldness, but I knew nothing about this aspect of his life until now.it seems to me that there are deeply felt compositions, the 6th Symphony for example, but I don't find the depth that I hear in Shostakovich, others will disagree.
Of course, the debate about composer's lives being separate works rumbles on with the discussion of Wagner and others, but Prokofiev's is more contemporay and historically closer to home.
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