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A verseny lovaknak való, nem embereknek.
Racing is for horses, not people.
–Béla Bartók
In homage to Bartók, Competition begins at a gallop.
All the subsequent music in the piece stems from its opening rhythm. At various points, this transforms into a gigue or a tarantella. The layered, contrapuntal textures of the piece constantly shift tempo gears, one voice commenting, interrupting, or leaping ahead of the other, until the piece explodes outward into a rowdy, bombastic coda.
Competition and the arts have always made for an uncomfortable mix; certainly the sorting of artists into ranked tiers of winners and losers can be dispiriting. It’s customary among musicians, even those who’ve found success within these institutions, to view them with ambivalence, suspicion, or outright scorn. But I think there’s something healthy and even necessary about competition in the arts. Even if the contest is imaginary or one-sided—or simply with one’s own limits—the competitive spirit can drive us to discover new abilities within, to literally exceed ourselves. To me, this is the embodiment of true virtuosity, and a concept worth celebrating.