MY Top Ten Composers
February 24, 2011 at 10:25 AM | Posted in Music | Leave a commentTags: Anthony Tommasini, Chopin, Elgar, Franz Liszt, Mahler
I recently blogged on Anthony Tommasini’s series of articles in the NY Times in which he named and defended his Top Ten Composers. I responded to one of his articles with my Top Ten but with a spin. My list was not who I thought was the best but the ones I listened to the most. We had six names in common: Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, Schubert, Brahms and Verdi. To these he added Debussy, Wagner, Stravinsky and Bartok. These are great composers but I do not plan to forsake mine for his. Here we go:
- Chopin: Artur Rubinstein must have turned in his grave when he heard that Tommasini left off Chopin. What of the Ballads, the Nocturnes, the Mazurka’s, the Preludes, the Etudes, the Sonata’s? Nothing else need be said.
- Liszt: He is undervalued and is often put down as showy. But what a show. I offer Benediction de Dieu dans la Solitude, Jeux d’Eau á la Villa d’Este, St. Francis Preaching to the Birds, the Pèlerinages to Italy and Switzerland. I would not trade all the works of Bartok for just these alone.
- Mahler: If I could I’d bring Leonard Bernstein to defend my choice of Mahler, I would. I think that Mahler has become too familiar to us and so we devalue him. But what worlds did he create for us! Is the finale to his Symphony #2, the Resurrection, anything less than awe-inspiring, his Songs on the Death of Children less than chilling, the ticking of his cracked heart in the Symphony #9 less than foreboding?
- Elgar: the above three appeared on many lists but Elgar few. I will not give in for to me, he is mandatory. I love my recordings of his Violin Concerto with Yuhudi Menuhin and the Cello Concerto with Beatrice Harrison, both conducted by the great man himself. Then there is is First and Second Symphony, his Enigma Variations and the great Falstaff.
My Top Ten are the work of a lifetime. However, I am willing to go to Thirteen and will open my mind to Debussy, Stravinsky and Bartok. I respect Tommasini. However, I’ve given Wagner a try in the past and I wonder if Mark Twain was right when he remarked that ‘Wagner was better than he sounded.’
Two Moments
May 23, 2010 at 6:05 AM | Posted in Leadership, Music | Leave a commentTags: Chicago Symphony, Chris Martin, Mahler, Semyon Bychkov
I have not the powers to describe the Chicago Symphony’s performance of Mahler’s Fifth Symphony last night. There are two moments though that I must highlight. The work begins with an opening fanfare by the first trumpet, in this case played by the great Chris Martin. Instead of the conductor signalling him to start the work, as is usual, the conductor and the well over a 100 players on stage waited, tension mounting, for the trumpet player to start when he was ready. The beginning of the work is a funeral march and it was as if the orchestra was waiting for the mourners to come round the block, into sight, before they would begin.
The second moment came at the end when the conductor, the Russian Semyon Bychkov, after leading his players to a frenzied yet perfectly in-synch finish, the audience now on their feet in an explosion of bravoes, after finally turning to face us, we now seeing that he had sweat through his clothes, stepped off the podium as if shell-shocked, his feet unsteady, shaken by what he and his players had just done.
Thinking about Mahler’s 5th Symphony
May 22, 2010 at 6:29 AM | Posted in Music | 2 CommentsTags: Leonard Bernstein, Mahler, Zubin Mehta
I first heard Mahler’s 5th Symphony in a “cut-out” recording with Zubin Mehta conducting the Los Angeles Philharmonic, recorded in 1976 at UCLA. A cut-out is a discounted record (in this case two records in a box) that has a notch cut into it to note its fall from full-price grace. The music overwhelmed me to the point where, one night, I couldn’t sleep.
I was on a Mahler spree then and an appreciation grew in me for his music that has never died and will never die. The Fifth was written while Mahler was wooing his
future wife, Alma, a beauty twenty years younger than him. She would eventually cuckold him but that was in the future. The music is ferocious and touching: at one point we hear screeching ravens of fate and then later we hear the adagietto which slowly, slowly spins out music so redolent of regret and loss that Leonard Bernstein played it at Robert Kennedy’s Funeral and it was played at Bernstein’s funeral as well. Yet, it is a love song.
Click for a video of Leonard Bernstein playing this adagietto. Let me know what you think.
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