Someday, somehow, the catalans who are not in heaven like you, will make our home fly free again. We owe it to you and all who left and shed blood and tears.Aquell dia portaré un retrat teu, mestre Casals, per a que hi siguis present.
You cannot refrain from crying when you hear this, more than 45 years after this was played. Even if the piece is based on an old folk song, Casals’ rendition is just so full of melancholy and solemnity. Thanks for posting those gems
oh my... no words... it is so very lovely... i am grateful, too, that i learned of him... i will always keep him in mind... i wanted to like all the comments, but, whewww--- there are sooooo many!!! thank you sir, (though you are gone now) for this lovely gift of your playing for all to see and hear...