Joshua Rifkin, piano
Joshua Rifkin, a stickler for following the composer's stated intentions got Scott Joplin pretty near right on. This is one of my favorites. I don't know if it's what Joplin intended or if it's just that it's his last published rag but there always seems to be a valedictory feeling to it, like it was his farewell to the world. It was written as the horrible disease that killed him was taking hold. It just suddenly seemed appropriate for the day.
Update: Bethena
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