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Martin Kohlstedt
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Intuitively Martin Kohlstedt feels his way through this body of wood, felt hammers, and steel strings. The young composer, who grew up in the forests of Thuringia, doesn’t just put on an anonymous fingerplay - he perpetually opens himself up with each and every moment, with every stroke of the keys. An attempt to create something close and personal - beyond sophisticated classics or artificial pathos. Kohlstedt isn’t reenacting a play, he’s holding a musical conversation with his instruments. At times he might even lose his self-control and get carried away. Particularly in a concer… read more
Intuitively Martin Kohlstedt feels his way through this body of wood, felt hammers, and steel strings. The young composer, who grew up in the forests of Thuringia, doesn’t just put on an an… read more
Intuitively Martin Kohlstedt feels his way through this body of wood, felt hammers, and steel strings. The young composer, who grew up in the forests of Thuringia, doesn’t just put on an anonymous fingerplay - he perpetually opens hims… read more
