Pianist Fabio Bidini is passionate and takes his job seriously. Very seriously. He considers that he might be the last teacher these students might have before they move on to a professional career. He wants them to be ready.
Fabio Bidini strode into the rehearsal room and looked over the score.
“There is nothing passive in Mozart,” he told student Jongyun Kim, who sat at a piano and struck the opening note of Piano Sonata No. 13. The door closed as Kim played on and Bidini spun into a one-man opera, dipping from tenor to baritone, swaying to arpeggios and lifting his fingers as if pulling an invisible yet glorious thread through the air.
He whispered. He shouted. He wanted Kim to grasp the nuance, melody, mood; the flow, joy and tenderness of the music. Kim’s small, swift hands began anew. Bidini gritted his teeth. Shook his head. The young man smiled, accustomed to his teacher’s mercurial temperament, and the way he hovered with the sharp eyes of an angel or assassin.