MUSINGS ON MUSIC - 10/11/20
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I was going to write a little pre-amble to all this, but felt it would spoil the flow. So it’s been stuck at the end as a… post-ramble… I suppose.
Anyway, to business:-
Music has always played a big part in my life, both as performer and listener - more the latter as I get older. My very earliest memories, going back to when I was very young indeed, were of Danny Kaye singing 'Tubby the Tuba', played from a '45' (remember them?!) on my parents' portable record player. This was quickly followed by a Vivaldi concerto for two trumpets, which was generally played as 'getting-up' music of a Sunday morning…
In the late '60s my brother gave me a wonderful LP: Tanzmusik der Paetorius-zeit - an Archiv production - which opened my eyes (and ears) to the joys of early music. At around the same time we had a ground-breaking recording of the Monteverdi Vespers of 1610, which was just coming into the modern consciousness. My very first solo outing after passing my driving test was to escort my mother to an amateur peformance of said piece at St. Mary’s College in the City of London. Thank heavens it was a Sunday!
Then in my late teens, at public school, my wonderful music master fostered an interest in Richard Strauss, by lending me his recording of the Solti ‘Elektra’ with Birgit Nilsson. That was an eye-opener. At a time when everyone else was listening to Led Zeppelin, Bob Dylan et al, I distinctly remember putting my loudspeakers on my study window sill and broadcasting Clytemnestra's chilling, blood-curdling death scream at full blast. It raised some very startled looks from passers-by in the quad below...! As an aside, some wonderful - perhaps deranged - person has put together a montage of the best screams from various recordings. What a wonderful place YouTube is! ;-)
After a lifetime of going to concerts, operas and even, occasionally, musicals, I find myself tied to recordings these days. There are some wonderful internet radio stations out there and this is what sparked this little piece. By chance I heard Heinrich Biber's absolutely magnificent 'Missa Salisburgensis'. Initially, I thought it related to Salisbury Cathedral but, in the end, discovered it was a commemorative piece for Salzburgh! Having eventually tracked down a recording on YouTube, I have even, finally, worked out how to broadcast such things through my hi-fi speakers; a revelation.
Someone who shall remain nameless commented that Biber's music rarely modulates, but to me it's the sound that appeals. Years ago, when I was studying singing, we had to analyse a Beethoven sonata, for some unknown reason. I have never liked dissecting music and I'm afraid I walked out of that class - which earned me a visit to the Principal's office, but hey. It is the same with this mass, I just sit and enjoy it, not worrying about key changes or A-B-A-B-As... and I hope that perhaps you will too - and be a devil and try some of the other YouTube suggestions that come up!
Since planning out this post, I have come across another wonderful concert of music, by Buxtehude and his contemporaries, from the 2017 Utrecht Early Music Festival. It's the most wonderful music and I'm a huge fan of these full-on, positively voluptuous performances. Something to just sit back to and enjoy in these difficult times. It has to be said that, even in plague-free times, it would be almost impossible to find a performance like this within two or three hours of where I live… Oh the joys of country living.
And on that note, it’s good-bye from me.
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POSTRAMBLE - I feel I should just say I am not a music expert - in the academic sense - or indeed a professional critic, but sixty-odd years of listening to music (and indeed performing it) has left its impression on me. All my family are musical (my mother was a professional singer - as indeed is her grand-daughter), my godmother was a well-known harpsichordist and several years studying singing at the Guildhall School of Music and Drama all left their mark.
And with that, it’s good-bye from him…
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