Last night I had the pleasure of hearing Ólafur play this piece at The Warfield Theater in San Francisco. He spoke of his wonderfully close relationship with his grandmother and how she had inspired his transformation to neo-classical music. After having played the piece, which he had written in her memory, he remained at the piano while gently wiping his eyes, finally extending his gratitude to the audience and saying goodnight. He had just filled the concert hall with loving music, now his eyes were filled with loving tears. What a gift of poignant music and raw truth from a dedicated, creative, and sensitive musician!
@franiefroufrou
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I've lost count of how many times I've been lucky enough to see him play this live. This song makes him (and most of the audience) cry every time. I take that as a good sign that he still connects with his music and isn't just going through the motions. Must be hard when he plays so many live dates but it's one of the reasons I'll keep going to see him live whenever he plays.
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