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Mozart Works - Kochel’s Catalog of Mozart Compositions

The Kochel’s catalog of Mozart Works is a comprehensive list of all Mozart's compositions that are assigned numbers according to Kochel numbering system. It gives information about the name of the musical pieces and the place where it was staged. He had composed around 600 pieces including 21 stage and opera pieces that span across different genres. A few of Mozart works have been discovered posthumously which include two pieces in a French library that were identified as Mozart’s in 2009.

Death of Mozart, a Musical Genius

In September, 1791, Mozart fell ill soon after he finished conducting the premiere of the Magic Flute. He became severely ill by November and suffered pain, vomiting and swelling.  Mozart was nursed by his wife Constanze and her sister, until his death on December 5, 1791. The cause of the death of Mozart was not clear, and it is believed by most experts that it was the result of rheumatic fever.Photo source: flickr.com /santarosa

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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, a child prodigy in music, is the creator of more than 600 works, many of which have been recognized as outstanding examples of Classical music. His music had a great influence on another musical genius, Beethoven.

Mozart Biography - Life of a Music Maestro 

Mozart was born in Salzburg on January 27, 1756 in Salzburg. He learnt music from his father, Leopold, who was a minor composer himself. At the age of three, Mozart took a great interest in listening to his sister, Nannerl, while she took piano lessons. When Mozart composed his own music composition and wished to learn more, Leopold dedicated his time to coach him in playing keyboard and violin. Together, Mozart and his sister were taken to different European countries, while they played in concerts and were recognized as child prodigies. This was a wonderful opportunity for young Mozart to meet other musicians and learn from others. In 1773, Mozart was employed as a court musician in Salzburg but Mozart was not entirely satisfied - apart from the pay being low, he did not get many opportunities to compose operas. This led him to quit his job and look for another. This was a period of financial difficulty and mounting debts.After moving to Vienna, Mozart got more recognition as composer and his career went well. He composed many notable pieces of music and earned the praises of contemporary musicians of his time. But at around the year 1786, his career once again faced a challenge. It was the time when Austria was at war, and the people who had earlier supported musicians could not afford to do it anymore. Much of what we know about this influential musician came from Mozart’s Biography written by biographers like Schlichtegroll, Niemetschek and Nissen, who collected information from his family members and others. Mozart’s biography reveals that he became very productive in his last year before death, and composed significant pieces of music despite his failing health.

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MOZART OPERA ROCK - PENSER L'IMPOSSIBLE

Penser L'Impossible

Encore
Nos idées que l'on tord
Étranglées dès l'aurore
Et nos rêves
Que l'on crève
Sans un remord

Toujours
(jours de defaite)
Leurs valeurs qui ont cours
(courber la tête)
les gardiens de leurs tours
(tour d'ivoire)
Indécents
(sans nous voir)
Ils sont
(devenus sourds)
Devenus sourds

Penser l'impossible avant tout
Brûler nos prisons dorées
Oser l'utopie jusqu'au bout
Seuls les fous nous ont fait avancer

Encore
(corps à genoux)
La censure pour des corps
(corde à nos cous)
Nos esprits qu'ils essorent
(sortilèges)
ils nous piègent
(privilèges)
Au nom des
(carnivore)
Carnivore

Penser l'impossible avant tout
Brûler nos prisons dorées
Oser l'utopie jusqu'au bout
Seuls les fous nous ont fait avancer

Ils nous ont promis des jours faciles
Pauvres imbéciles
Ils nous ont permis des vies dociles
Sans douce folie, sans poésie
L'ennui au fil des nuits sans fin
Fit de nous de joyeux pantins

Penser l'impossible avant tout
Brûler nos prisons dorées
Oser l'utopie jusqu'au bout
Seuls les fous nous ont fait avancer
(Avancer)

Tout désirer
Rêves adorés
oser l'utopie jusqu'au bout
(jusqu'au bout)
Seuls les fous nous ont fait avancer

 Thinking the Impossible

Still

Our ideas which they twist

Strangled at dawn

And our dreams

Which they burst

Without remorse

Always

(days of defeat)

Their values which have race

(bow the head)

The guardians of their towers

(ivory towers)

Indecent

(without seeing us)

They are

(deafened)

Deafened

Think of the impossible first of all

Burn our golden prisons

Dare an Utopia until the end

Only the madmen have advanced

Still

(bodies are kneeling down)

The censor for bodies

(rope around our necks)

Our sprits that they squeezing

(sorceries)

they trap us

(privileges)

In the name of

(carnivores)

Carnivores

Think of the impossible first of all

Burn our golden prisons

Dare an Utopia until the end

Only the madmen have advanced

They promised us easy days

poor imbeciles

they allowed us tame lives

Without sweet insanity, without poetry

the trouble in the thread, endless nights

made us the cheerful puppets

Think of the impossible first of all

Burn our golden prisons

Dare an Utopia until the end

Only the madmen have advanced

(advanced)

All desires

Adored dreams

Dare an Utopia until the end

(until the end)

Only the madmen have advanced

MOZART OPERA ROCK - VICTIME DE MA VICTOIRE

Victime De Ma Victoire

Je me croyais l'élu

En volant mon histoire

Mais je me suis perdu pour gagner

A vaincre sans vertu

On triomphe sans gloire

L'honneur vaut mieux que le trophée

(C'est ridicule

Pas de scrupules

Il faut triompher

Si on t'adule

Pas de scrupules

Laisse-toi porter)

Mais le miroir

Fuit mon regard

Pour ne pas voir

Que je suis victime de ma victoire

Oui, je m'avoue vaincu

Par le goût du pouvoir

Parvenu en haut sans m'élever

Je suis prince incongru

D'un talent dérisoire

Me faire aimer des autres sans aimer

(C'est ridicule

Pas de scrupules

Il faut triompher

Si on t'adule

Pas de scrupules

Laisse-toi porter)

Mais le miroir

Fuit mon regard

Pour ne pas voir

Que je suis victime de ma victoire

Victime de ma victoire

Victime de ma victoire

Ma gloire est dérisoire

(C'est ridicule

Pas de scrupules

Il faut triompher

Si on t'adule

Pas de scrupules

Laisse-toi porter)

Mais le miroir

Fuit mon regard

Pour ne pas voir

Que je suis victime de ma victoire

Victime de ma victoire

(C'est ridicule

Pas de scrupules

Il faut triompher)

Pourquoi triompher ?

(Si on t'adule

Pas de scrupules

Laisse-toi porter)

Mais mon orgueil

Porte le deuil

Pour ne plus voir

Que je suis victime de ma victoire

(Victime de ma victoire)

Victime de ma victoire

J'ai perdu pour l'Histoire

Victim of my victory

I believed I was the chosen one
Stealing my story
But I lost myself to win

From winning without virtue
We triumph without glory
Honor is worth more than trophies.

(It's ridiculous
No scruples
We have to triumph

If you're adulated
No scruples
Let yourself be carried)

But the mirror
Avoids my glance
Not to see
That I'm the victim of my victory

Yes, I admit my defeat
By the taste of victory
Gotten high without elevating myself

I'm an incongruous prince
Of laughable talent
Making myself loved without loving back

(It's ridiculous
No scruples
We have to triumph

If you're adulated
No scruples
Let yourself be carried)

But the mirror
Avoids my glance
Not to see
That I'm the victim of my victory

Victim of my victory
My glory is laughable

(It's ridiculous
No scruples
We have to triumph

If you're adulated
No scruples
Let yourself be carried)

But the mirror
Avoids my glance
Not to see
That I'm the victim of my victory
Victim of my victory

(It is ridiculous
No scruples
We have to triumph)
Why triumph?

(If you're adulated
No scruples
Let yourself be carried)

But my pride
Carries the mourning
Not to see
That I'm the victim of my victory
(Victim of my victory)
Victim of my victory
I lost for history

MOZART OPERA ROCK - TATOUE MOI

Tatoue Moi

Divine, candide, libertine

Ce soir je viens m’inviter dans ton lit

Laissons dormir les maris

Allons nous aimer

Au nez des braves gens

J’apprendrai ta langue et ton accent pour te

comprendre

Je serai frivole et décadent pour te

surprendre

Tatoue-moi sur tes seins

Fais-le du bout de mes lèvres

Je baiserai tes mains

Je ferai que ça te plaise

Tatoue-moi sur tes murs

Un futur à composer

Je veux graver toutes mes luxures

Sur tes dorures

Sortons bras dessus, bras dessous

Et n’ayons crainte de leur vile

arrogance

(Mais quelle inconvenance !)

Allons chez les bourgeois siffler leur vin

Taquiner leur conscience

(Tu paieras cette offense !)

Que m’importent les rires et les regards sur

mes travers ?

Ils sont ma richesse, mon étendard

Ils sont ma terre

Tatoue-moi sur tes seins

Fais-le du bout de mes lèvres

Je baiserai tes mains

Je ferai que ça te plaise

Tatoue-moi sur tes murs

Un futur à composer

Je veux graver toutes mes luxures

Sur tes dorures

Te tatouer sans mesure

(Sur mesure)

Laisse-toi tomber dans mes bras

Glisse-moi sous tes draps

Dérivons jusqu’à l’outrance

Chantons pour les bienséants

Les délices de l’indécence

Tatoue-moi sur tes seins

Fais-le du bout de mes lèvres

Je baiserai tes mains

Je ferai que ça te plaise

Tatoue-moi sur tes murs

Un futur à composer

Je veux graver toutes mes luxures

Sur tes dorures

Tattoo me

divine, candid, libertine
tonight I come to invite myself in your bed
let the husbands sleep
while we make love
under the kind people's nose

I'll learn your language and your accent to
understand you
I'll be frivolous and decadent for
surprise you

tattoo me on your breasts
make it with tip of my lips
I'll kiss your hands
I'll do whatever pleases you

tattoo me on your walls
a future to compose
I want to engrave all my lust
on your gildings

coming out arm in arm
and haven't fear of their vile
arrogance
(but what an impropriety!)
we go to the bourgeois to whistler their wine
to tease their conscience
(You'll pay this offense!)

what should I care about the laughs and the glances
on my faults
they are my richness, my standard
they are my world

tattoo me on your breasts
make it with tip of my lips
I'll kiss your hands
I'll do whatever pleases you

tattoo me on your walls
to compose a future
I want to engrave all my lust
on your gildings
to tattoo you without measure
( by measure)

let yourself fall into my arms
slide me under your sheets
we derive until the last extremity
we sing for the decorous
the delights of indecency

tattoo me on your breasts
make it with tip of my lips
I'll kiss your hands
I'll do whatever pleases you

tattoo me on your walls
to compose a future
I want to engrave all my lust
on your gildings

GIACOMO GIROLAMO CASNOVA

"I saw that everything in the world that is famous and beautiful, if we rely on the descriptions and drawings of writers and artists, always loses when we go to see it and examine it up close."
 (in History of My Life, 1966-71)

Giacomo Girolamo Casanova was an Italian adventurer, writer and womanizer. Born on April 2, 1725 in Venice, he began a career as a cleric because his guardian, his grandmother, wished it. He studied theology and law in Padua. After he finished his studies, Casanova went to Rome and met Pope Benedict XIV, who learned to value him because of his conviviality. However, a love affair forced Casanova to leave Rome. Casanova returned to Venice and became a petty officer. Even so, blasphemous statements and amorous adventures with two nuns gave him a sentence of five years’ imprisonment in 1755. 

Fifteen months later came Casanova’s legendary escape from the lead chambers in Venice. Forced into exile, Casanova led from now on an even more nomadic, varied life that would give him material for his stories. He gave himself the title "Chevalier de Seingalt" and became a beloved guest and companion at the most elegant courts in Europe. The metropolises Paris, Rome, Madrid, Berlin and St. Petersburg were Casanova’s stopping points, among others, after 1757. He also met famous contemporaries such as Voltaire, Louis XV, Friedrich the Great, Catherine the Great and Pope Clement XIII. Gambling debts and erotic intrigues however forced Casanova to constantly and quickly change his location.Casanova’s relationship to the city of his birth, Venice, remained strained. After he was permitted to return in 1772, he found employment first as a theater director and a Venetian secret agent. However, tensions with the censorship board caused Casanova’s permanent departure from Venice. 

In 1785, Casanova finally settled down. As librarian for the Bohemian Count Waldstein, Casanova was able to devote himself above all to writing down the story of his eventful life at Castle Duchcov, beginning in 1790. His memoirs became a classic of erotic literature. 

Giacomo Girolamo Casanova died in Duchcov on June 4, 1798.

BRIDGE OF SIGHS IN VENICE