Notes on Notes on Chopin
Primarily a repudiation of the virtuoso's interpretation of Chopin.
Chopin wrote both very easy and very difficult pieces of music (and everything in between). The virtuoso is motivated to compensate for the simplicity of some of Chopin's works, by playing them faster, with more dynamic range and precision.
As a result, much is lost. Individual notes and emphases are lost in the fray. If every note is charged with emotion, the virtuoso loses all that makes Chopin's music his, too occupied trying to wow and overwhelm the audience. It is vital then not to play Chopin as if it were Liszt, Gide quips, because one turns Chopin into merely "better Liszt".
Chopin's works, indeed, are particularly vulnerable to this:
"the very secret of a work in which no note is negligible, in which no rhetoric enters, no redundancy, where nothing is simple padding, as happens so often in the music of so many other composers"
One may disagree, especially given the hyperbole used here and elsewhere in the book. However, I would like to point again to the fact that Chopin created works of the most disparate complexity. Chopin had no snobbish qualms about creating 'simple' pieces of music, nor did he prefer those complex, technically demanding showpieces so universally appreciated. If anything, by starting from the notes (instead of the emotion) Chopin gravitates to simplicity, narrows down and inflicts the greatest emotional impact using the smallest means.
More importantly, Gide raises a beautiful point about the virtuoso's "unbearable assurance". People fortunate enough to have witnessed Chopin playing live have recounted how he did so. He's supposed to have seemed as though he was improvising every piece he performed, forever unsure what note would come next. Gide states beautifully:
"he seemed to be constantly seeking, inventing, discovering his thought little by little. This kind of charming hesitation, of surprise and delight, ceases to be possible if the work is presented to us, no longer in state of successive formation, but as an already perfect, precise and objective whole."
It's not that the pianist actually improvises (for Chopin most certainly didn't), but instead that he appears to, for the audience to be able to truly feel.
"I like the musical phrase which gradually shapes beneath his fingers to seem to be emerging from him, to astonish even him, and subtly to invite us to enter into his delight."
Though Gide later criticizes pianists that perform Chopin's Prelude in B Minor with too slow a tempo (Pogorelich takes this to the extreme), I think Kissin's 1999 performance is a great example of this "hesitancy" on display. I have heard this prelude many times, but upon hearing this specific performance for the first time, I truly felt it.
It stressed, once more, the importance of the performer and performance. A bad performance will, at best, obscure genuine art, effectively presenting its shadow alone. At worst, it will maim or mutilate what was meant to be exquisite. Because of this, and as a consolation, one should bear in mind that by continuing to search and listen, one eventually will come across that special performance that will make one understand, and feel.
As for the book's structure, about half of it is made up of the Notes on Chopin, the remainder is a collection of journal entires and unpublished pages "which relate to Chopin and more generally, to music". These often repeat points made in Notes on Chopin and were less interesting than the Notes to me.
Gide mostly focuses on the preludes for his analyses. A welcome choice because their relative short length allows them to be easily be played and re-played while reading. Often the analysis is accompanied by the score for the particular bar or set of bars spoken about. Gide's analysis of the Prelude in A Minor was a highlight.
I get the same feeling of revulsion stereotypically associated with mathematical formulas when faced with any reference to music theory. Luckily, though it does feature often, it doesn't feature for very long, nor is it very complex.
Overall a pleasant and interesting read which sadly loses some of its luster because of the inclusion of the journal entries and unpublished pages.