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Saturday, August 24th

alone

If you’re in the mood for his music, as I often am, nothing else will do.

Morton Feldman (1926-1987), Triadic Memories (1981); Louis Goldstein, piano


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lagniappe

reading table

In the summer rain
the path
has disappeared.

—Yosa Buson (1716-1783; translated from Japanese by Robert Hass)

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musical thoughts

What would it be like to live in a world without sound?

Thursday, August 22nd


alone

Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750), Suite No. 1 in G major for Unaccompanied Cello; Anner Bylsma, live, Germany (Dornheim), 2000

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As I’ve said, I first encountered Bach’s cello suites in the ’70’s, when I was in college. Since then they’ve lost none of their magnetic power—it’s only increased. Living without them is unimaginable.

Saturday, August 17th

MCOTD mailbag

Dear MCOTD,

I need your advice. I’ve developed this mad crush on a musical instrument—the viola. It’s so dark, so mysterious. I’m obsessed! What should I do?

Sincerely,

Desperate in Denver

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Dear Desperate,

There’s only one thing you can do—give in.

Yours,

MCOTD

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Benjamin Britten (1913-1976), Lachrymae (1950; arranged for viola and string orchestra, 1976); New York Classical Players (Dongmin Kim, cond.) with Kim Kashkashian (viola), live, New York (Church of the Heavenly Rest), 2011

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lagniappe

musical thoughts

Four things are needed to survive: air to breathe; water to drink; food to eat; music to hear.

Saturday, August 10th

alone

Soundtrack to a dream I wish I’d had last night.

Tristan Murail (1947-), “Comme un oeil suspendu et poli par le songe . . .”; Mireia Vendrell, piano, live

Saturday, August 3rd

alone

John Cage (1912-1992), Sonatas and Interludes for Prepared Piano (1946-1948); Louis Goldstein, piano, live, Winston-Salem, N.C. (Reynolda House Museum of American Art), 1982

What I love about this performance is its directness. He doesn’t treat these pieces as arty exotica. He plays them as simply and naturally, as musically, as one might play Bach, or Mozart, or Chopin.

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lagniappe

musical thoughts

I remember loving sound before I ever took a music lesson. And so we make our lives by what we love.

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A sound does not view itself as thought, as ought, as needing another sound for its elucidation, as etc.; it has not time for any consideration–it is occupied with the performance of its characteristics: before it has died away it must have made perfectly exact its frequency, its loudness, its length, its overtone structure, the precise morphology of these and of itself.

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They say, “you mean it’s just sounds?” thinking that for something to just be a sound is to be useless, whereas I love sounds just as they are, and I have no need for them to be anything more than what they are. I don’t want them to be psychological. I don’t want a sound to pretend that it’s a bucket or that it’s president or that it’s in love with another sound. I just want it to be a sound.

John Cage

Wednesday, July 31st


More sounds from the shadows.

György Kurtág (1926-), 12 Microludes for String Quartet (Hommage à Mihály András) (1978), Maxwell Quartet, live, Scotland (Argyllshire), 2012

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lagniappe

reading table

“Chartres”
By George Oppen (1908-1984)

The bulk of it
In air

Is what they wanted. Compassion
Above the doors, the doorways

Mary the woman and the others
The lesser

Are dreams on the structure. But that a stone
Supports another

That the stones
Stand where the masons locked them

Above the farmland
Above the will

Because a hundred generations
Back of them and to another people

The world cried out above the mountain

Saturday, July 20th

alone

The world seems, sometimes, like an uncatalogued collection of miracles.

Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750), Partita No. 6 in E minor; Glenn Gould (1932-1982), piano

Thursday, July 18th

Claude Debussy (1862-1918), String Quartet in G minor (1893), first movement; Cypress String Quartet, 2006


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lagniappe

musical thoughts

I wouldn’t want to listen to the same kind of music every day any more than I’d want to eat the same kind of food.

Thursday, July 11th

alone

Johann Sebastian Bach, Violin Sonata No. 1 in G minor, 1st movement (Adagio); Kristóf Baráti (1979-), violin, Moscow, 2008

Tuesday, July 9th

They play each note as if, at that particular moment, nothing in the world is more important.

György Kurtág (1926-) and Márta Kurtág, live, Kurtág (Játékok [Games]) and Bach (miscellaneous transcriptions), Paris, 2012

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musical (and other) thoughts

Q. One last question—are you a believer?

A [G. Kurtág]. I do not know. I toy with the idea. Consciously, I am certainly an atheist, but I do not say it out loud, because if I look at Bach, I cannot be an atheist. Then I have to accept the way he believed. His music never stops praying. And how can I get closer if I look at him from the outside? I do not believe in the Gospels in a literal fashion, but a Bach fugue has the Crucifixion in it—as the nails are being driven in. In music, I am always looking for the hammering of the nails. . . . That is a dual vision. My brain rejects it all. But my brain isn’t worth much.

—Alex Ross, New Yorker blog, quoting György Kurtág: Three Interviews and Ligeti Homages (2009)