Intuitively Martin Kohlstedt feels his way through this body of wood, felt hammers and steel strings.

The young composer, who grew up in the forests of Thuringia, doesn’t just put on an anonymous fingerplay – he perpetually opens himself up with each and every moment, with every stroke of the keys. An attempt to create something close and personal – beyond sophisticated classics or artificial pathos. Kohlstedt isn’t reenacting a play, he’s holding a musical conversation with his instruments. At times he might even lose his self-control and get carried away. Particularly in a concert setting, one might take note of this kind of aggressive straightforwardness, perhaps making him seem vulnerable. If you were standing off to the side, you could even find it cheesy. Nevertheless, the argumentation between character and piece is so fierce, that you just can’t get around it. Consider yourself lucky under these circumstances – because that’s exactly what Martin Kohlstedt needs, this soundbox, his audience.


Unmittelbar tastet sich Martin Kohlstedt in den Körper aus Holz,
Filzhämmern und Stahlsaiten vor. Der junge Komponist aus dem Thüringer
Eichsfeld belässt es aber nicht bei einem anonymen Fingerspiel, sondern
öffnet sich unaufhörlich mit jeder Bewegung und jedem Anschlag. Jenseits
von deutungsschwerer Klassik oder konstruiertem Pathos wird sich hier
am reduziert Persönlichen versucht. Kohlstedts Spiel ist keine
Inszenierung eines Werkes, sondern das musikalische Gespräch mit seinen
Instrumenten selbst.