I\u2019m spending the first of three weekends this month in one of my favorite cities, Glasgow.<\/p>\n
I fell in love with the town last year when I was here conducting the Kelvin Ensemble, and I probably would have come back just to see the city again even if I loathed the band and was conducting the worst repertoire on earth, but fortunately, I did not have to contend with either possibility.<\/p>\n
On the docket for this program is (among other things) Sibelius 2 and Bloch\u2019s masterpiece, Schelomo. The two works may seem like rather strange bedfellows. After all, Sibelius was at heart a bit of a musical puritan- his prescription was that composers ought to serve their audiences cold, clear water, while Bloch mixes exotic, aromatic and rather decadent cocktails. After combining Firebird and Elgar\u2019s Violin Concerto last week– marvelously dis-similar works finished with five weeks of each other– I think I\u2019m onto a new theme this month: pieces that don\u2019t go together at all except that they do.<\/p>\n
However, as one wades into the deep end with both pieces and tries to make sense of them, there are some notable parallels. In particular, both works reveal their creator\u2019s fascination with the possibilities of the superimposition of multiple types of subdivision. In both pieces, you might well hear two over three over four over six at any given time. Bloch eventually takes things much farther than even Sibelius, layering complex rhythms (for instance a cannon built of three rhythmic cells, one based on a triplet subdivision, one based on a quintuple subdivision and one based on duple subdivision) in three four over one in duple meter (that itself combines duple and triple subdivisions). While these sorts of textures and layers may create some rather formidable logistical challenges for conductor and players (two bars are actually bordering on unconductable as written), sorting them out is strangely and addictively satisfying. There\u2019s nothing better (other than the obvious) than getting those pulling \u201cfours\u201d to stretch with equal tension and intensity over the prevailing \u201cthrees,\u201d while someone else is wailing away on a \u201cfive.\u201d<\/p>\n
Schelomo might be the only piece I\u2019ve ever been tempted to bring a Bible to rehearsal for, and not because I want to pray we get through the piece without a train wreck. Bloch originally conceived the piece as a vocal setting of the text of the Book of Ecclesiastes as written by King Solomon (\u201cSchelomo\u201d in Hebrew), but his conception eventually outstripped \u00a0possibilities of any human voice, and by giving the narrative voice to the cello he was able to create a purely musical structure that is not confined to one interpretation. Still, I can\u2019t ever escape the magisterial tones of my old teacher Fritz Magg, as he would speak every time he prepared to play the long \u201ca\u201d that begins the piece\u2014 (to be said in the voice of an old man) \u201cvanity of vanities, all is vanity\u2026.\u201d I was talking to our soloist, a very promising student from the RSAMD, and suggesting she spend some time with Solomon\u2019s writings and come up with her own ideas about what bits of text might have gone with which bits of the music. Bloch left us free to make our own decisions, but it\u2019s well worth trying to create a plausible picture of the story he wanted to tell- not to tell the audience but to find our own voice in the piece. I\u2019ve certainly got points in the piece that I can barely separate from the text, but I think reading aloud from the Old Testament in rehearsal would be a sure form of career suicide.<\/p>\n
“As will be seen, I had no descriptive intentions. I was saturated with the Biblical text and, above all, with the misery of the world, for which I have always had so much compassion<\/em><\/strong>.”<\/p>\n
Bloch writing about his setting of Ecclesiastes in Schelomo<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
Schelomo is right up there with the Elgar and Shostakovich 1st<\/sup> concerti for pieces that I\u2019ve played so many times (and taught so many times) that I have to struggle not to boss the poor soloist around\u2026. Cellists who\u2019ve done those with me: I apologize for being a bossy pain in the ass. I\u2019m really, really trying, but trust me, that bow-stroke just won\u2019t be heard in a hall, and he never accents the downbeat in that theme, and \u00a0(shit, I did it again)\u2026.<\/p>\n
My hotel is tucked away on one of Glasgow\u2019s less attractive side streets, but I\u2019ve discovered a little piano bar across the street with a chef who has a real command of French classics- I had a stupendous lapin\u00a0a la\u00a0moutard (thumper in mustard) last night, and the moules are also first rate, and amazingly fresh. I also found one of the best coffee joints I\u2019ve found in Britain- coffee bars are everywhere here, but the standard of baristas tends to be abysmal. Today— yum, yum, yum\u2026. My breakfast latte beckons already.<\/p>\n