Critical Review:

Expectations of star-written duos sojourning to earth together and later rekindling contribute to a concept well-peppered with history’s seasoning. Yet “Transcendental Love Song” inspires a reminder that even the closest stars are light years away and will never touch this planet—suggesting a disconnect between the cosmos and the carnal.

Intimacy and isolation, as assumedly as much of adversaries as are free will and fate, dance hauntingly together to Chopin’s “24 Preludes, Op. 28” in “Transcendental Love Song.” A love of “ecstatic origins” that is also “vexing” raises a necessary reminder: To categorize love as pure bliss or pure burden is to look at love as though it were a thin sheet of paper subjected to sorting into one of two distinct files.

Evoked in the piece also is the idea that love’s definition includes a dichotomy—yet a dichotomy that lacks a definition—what can be felt yet neither written nor calculated. While the lovers share “celestial perfume” as they move toward their destination, the seemingly once shared space becomes an unreleased tune. Challenging the artificial boundaries built by time and space motivates acceptance of the fact that the longing love inside of us is not a meaningless emotion—instead it may be a longing for a love once known outside of human-made time and space. Like the Preludes themselves, each piece, while independently passionate, yearns for the others to achieve completion.

Reviewed By Jen Marx

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