photo: Ros Riba / Barcelona
Peter Kowald belongs to this world.
I learned that he belongs to those german musicians, who started a european, independent way of jazz. I heard of interesting, fascinating concerts. But I never attended one of his concerts, I never listened to him on stage. My home city, Wiesbaden, was not the real place for this music.
But, as you know, Russia changed my life as well. And it was in Russia, that I first met him personally. My second trip to this country, in the cold february 1992, we met at the Festival Atkritaya Musica (= open music) in St. Petersburg. He had toured there quite a lot already, he had performed in Ekaterinburg, in Tuva, places, where I followed later. He presented me the red carnation, which are presented to musicians after the concert, and hurried to the train station.
We met quite often afterwards and I listened to his music very often. br>
Peter Kowald died September 21, 2002.
He left us too early. He enriched the cultural life immensively. Therefore I am grateful.
Laudatio auf Peter Kowald
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