The Brazilian musician, a child prodigious became one of the greatest of his time, and Martha Argerich’s friend died on the night of November 1st at his home in Rio de Janeiro at the age of 77 years.
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The news fell like a thunder shot Monday 1 e November, Toussaint’s Day: The huge Brazilian pianist, Nelson Freire, died on the night from Sunday to Monday, At the age of 77, in Rio de Janeiro (Brazil). The musician, a victim of a fall in the street in the Brazilian capital where he had fractured the right shoulder in 2019, had disappeared for two years international scenes where he occurred regularly. He had not recovered, to the point of having to give up sitting on the jury of the last Chopin contest in Warsaw at the side of his friend, Martha Argerich, who was also disisted to visit him.
Like her, the musician had the trac, like her, he wondered if each concert would not be the last. Discreet but charismatic personality, for always by his peers, Nelson Freire, a periphrasis has long designated as “the best kept secret of the piano”, suddenly knew the reputation in the early 2000s with two Chopin recordings (2002) and Schumann (2003), engraved for Decca, after some twenty-five years voluntarily passed away from the studios.
Nobility and simplicity, density without heaviness, flexibility and sensuality, aerial virtuity, the game of Nelson Freire is unique. A solar and solitary art, with the supreme elegance of which offers music, and it alone. The hands are those of a child giant, round and chubby, feline legs capable of life or death on Beethoven, Chopin, Debussy, Brahms, Schumann. All right tangle more on the flushed turnings that punctuate the rooms of Villa-Lobos, registered for Telefunken in 1974, then in 2012 and 2017 for Decca.
Nelson Freire was born on October 18, 1944 in the south-east of Brazil, in Boa Esperança, 12,000 souls and two pianos. One is the one that Mrs. Freire brought from Germany a few years ago. The last three-year-born, preceded by many brothers and sisters, sees it. The piano is good for everything. Asthma seizures, rashes, eczema, strips and other cataplasmes. With the guava dough that his father prepares him, pharmacist, the piano has always nourished Nelson Freire. “I was almost born death, confided to the world in 2004. Allergic to life and not supporting any food. Under constant protection and all prohibited games. My father later felt the need to write a long letter to tell me This calvary of my early childhood, whose piano, played by my older sister, was the only palliative. “The little boy is not just a gifted, he has infused science.
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