Archive for May, 2009

Law Order a Violinist’s Nightmare

Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

By Janice L. Mayer 

I confess that I’m addicted to Law & Order.

Special Victim’s Unit is my favorite, but Criminal Intent distracts me just as easily. I blame this new habit squarely on a friend in Houston. I used to watch Anderson Cooper 360, but when the real world issues seemed unfathomable, we agreed that it seemed better to tune into a show that solves a problem in less than sixty minutes!

The other night I was zoning-out in the blue-ish glow of another TV homicide, when it turned out that the murder was solved by evidence found at the crime scene: a violin bow. What, a classical music reference on commercial television? Now the episode really had my attention!  Let’s forget the fact that the bow was used in an unspeakable act, or that the murderer was tracked down through the improbable clue involving the uniqueness of the violinist’s bow hair fibers. (Most violinists replace the hair on their bows every three months or so, depending on how much they practice. There are only a few sources of the materials used, so the concept that the hair on the murderer’s bow was especially distinct is, shall we say, highly suspect.) Never mind, let’s not muddy the waters with facts. Somehow a violin captured the script writers’ attention enough that the instrument became central to the story line.

I’m told that more people choose to play the violin than any other instrument, so it’s capturing a whole lot of people’s attention these days, not just the writers of a television drama. Why the violin?  I decided to take a closer look.

Violinist Kevin Lawrence, an alumni of The Juilliard School and a faculty member at North Carolina School of the Arts, recalls being seduced by the instrument when he was in public elementary school in Massachusetts. In third grade a string teacher came to the school to recruit music students and players for the school orchestra. Kevin recalls that “I was amazed at how the bow and strings interacted and made a sound; the creation of sound was fascinating to me.” He convinced his parents to rent a violin through the school program and he began group lessons with a group of beginners. In fifth grade his family relocated to Bergen County, New Jersey. An initial disappointment that the system did not offer a string program was more than overcome when it was discovered that Beverly Somach, a former child prodigy who was a Concert Artists Guild Winner in 1953 and one of a very few students of the celebrated violinist, Jascha Heifetz lived in the community. Private lessons began at the Lawrence family house.

Kevin’s violin study was largely a solitary pursuit. Aside from his teacher, “nobody I knew had any connection to classical music. I grew up listening to all kinds of music, certainly not just the violin masterpieces. We didn’t talk about music in the family. It wasn’t talked about at school. I spent my practice hours trying to control the instrument and make it sound the way I wanted it to sound. For me it was about making a sound that pleased me.”

As he began his last year of high school, Kevin had been accepted to the North Carolina School of the Arts, but chose to enroll at the Pre-College Division of The Juilliard School instead. He found himself in the midst of “a lot of kids who shared the same passion and excitement, but who had been working very hard for their whole childhood – it was a reality check!” At Juilliard, he was stimulated by his classmates and by the cornucopia of concert opportunities now open to him in New York City. “I remember seeing Isaac Stern play the Beethoven Concerto at Avery Fisher Hall and many concerts by the New York Philharmonic. And at Juilliard, The American Quartet had just won the Naumburg and my classmates were Cho-Liang ‘Jimmy’ Lin and Robert ‘Bobby’ McDuffie – people who are now at the highest level of the profession; it was incredibly stimulating.” But perhaps more poignant, he realized that “music was not his own private universe, and the process of opening up to other musicians and ideas began.” Upon reflection, this realization at the age of seventeen seems to have been a pivotal moment, and informed his future career as an advocate for chamber music.

A residency at the University of Virginia, led to a position at Baylor University in Texas and eventually to the faculty at North Carolina School of the Arts – ironically the school he had turned down to continue his studies in New York.  But perhaps most influential in his studies were the fourteen summers he spent at Meadowmount String Festival. His personal studies and his five years teaching there, motivated him to establish another summer string festival in a bucolic setting.  “I wanted to create an atmosphere that had the same degree of focus while creating a supportive environment with an emphasis on human warmth and kindness.” By now Kevin was married to his wife Barb, a social worker, and her influences can be felt to this day at The Green Mountain Chamber Music Festival in Burlington where she continues to serve as Business Manager. A key difference in his experience in the two festivals was that “Meadowmount did not offer faculty performance opportunities and by the end of the summer I felt dried up.  I realized that I was a better teacher when I continued to play. At Green Mountain we program faculty concerts which enrich the Burlington community, hopefully inspire the student body and rejuvenate the faculty.”

I had expected to hear anxiety in Kevin Lawrence’s voice as I interviewed the Artistic Director of a budding summer classical music festival.  After all, these days economic woes are front page news in every newspaper from the Wall Street Journal to the Financial Times of London. Bucking the trend, the Festival launched its first successful annual appeal in December 2008 and applications to Green Mountain are actually up 5% over last year. Why are parents investing in summer music programs for their offspring as they watch their financial investments dwindle?  “Some parents want their progeny to enter the professional music world. Others see it more in terms of providing a growth opportunity for their children. Most of the students don’t know as clearly as I did that this is what they want to do.  I want to encourage them to work hard, but I also want to be sure that they wake up in the morning with a love for it as well. Whatever their initial motivation, at some point the violinist’s aspirations will be confronted by the realities of the American music scene and students will either be able to mesh into the field or not.”

Frank Salomon, long time Co-Administrator of the Marlboro Festival, a summer festival located near Brattleboro, Vermont sees no slow down in audition applications for Marlboro or for the New York String Orchestra Seminar. The String Orchestra Seminar invites exceptionally talented musicians ranging in age from fifteen to twenty-two years of age to New York City over the Christmas holidays/ winter school break to perform in an orchestra formation at Carnegie Hall under the leadership of Music Director Jaime Laredo. Marlboro, on the other hand, focuses on more fully-developed players, Frank clarifies. “The usual age at Marlboro is twenty-two or twenty-three, with an occasional exception such as Benjamin Beilman who is all of nineteen now. The emphasis at Marlboro is chamber music. And yes, we do have a larger number of violinists than other string players, but it is proportion to the complement required in a string quartet (2 violins, 1 viola and 1 cello).We immerse these players in the chamber music repertoire playing side-by-side with master artists, with unlimited rehearsal time and without the pressure of performing. We strive to give them the tools to become thoughtful musicians with something to say, not just fine instrumentalists; in essence to encourage them to illuminate the composer. Creating an integrated musical and human experience is a goal at Marlboro. It is of reciprocal benefit to the experienced participants and the younger participants alike. The senior artists are inspired by their young colleagues, and the experience of a young player sitting down over dinner and discussing everything from sports to a piece that they are working on with a musician whose records s/he has collected over the years is an amazing and unique experience.” Incidentally, over the years ten or twelve string quartets were spawned at Marlboro and went on to have international careers. The Guarneri String Quartet launched its forty-five (45 – wow!) year career at Marlboro in 1964 and played an average of one hundred concerts a year for most of that time.

No matter what the long-term professional result, Kevin believes “Music study has an impact far beyond the direct appreciation and ability in music. It satisfies various aspects of human growth: patience, objectivity, perseverance and an appreciation of beauty.  These are qualities that we have prized over the centuries and which will no doubt continue to benefit the generations to come.” I’m sure that Frank Salomon and his colleagues at Marlboro agree.

The nurturing and contemplative atmosphere at these two summer festivals, along with the beautiful green rolling mountains of Vermont, help inspire a musician to discover his or her inner musical voice. In contrast, the pulsating rhythm of New York City encourages the detectives on Law & Order to wrap up a case in a quick 60-minute segment. And who knows, with the advances in communication technology, maybe they’ll have to wrap it up in twitter-length one of these days. That’s even fast for Manhattan!


How Much Does Beethoven Matter (for two more days)?

Wednesday, May 20th, 2009

By Sedgwick Clark         

With the concert season winding down and the threat of a closing notice on Thursday, I caught up with 33 Variations on Monday night. Just imagine!  Playwright Moisés Kaufman’s theme is the redemptive quality of music. On Broadway! 

An American musicologist (Jane Fonda) is obsessed with Beethoven’s monumental “Diabelli” Variations: How, she wonders, could he possibly have been interested in, and written 33 sublime variations on, his publisher Diabelli’s simple-minded waltz. So she sets off for Bonn to study Beethoven’s own sketches. Interwoven into this fictional dramatization is that the musicologist has Lou Gehrig’s disease. A further complication is that her daughter, whom she has never respected, insists on coming to Bonn to take care of her and prove her worth to both her dying mother and herself. 

The many friends who recommended the show and those with whom I attended it were serious classical-music lovers, but most of the audience undoubtedly came to see Fonda in her first Broadway appearance in 46 years—which, for the record was perfectly respectable, as was that of the entire cast. Pianist Diane Walsh ably performed the musical excerpts live. As I exited the theater, I couldn’t help wondering how much of the standing ovation was for Beethoven.

New Yorkers have two days to see 33 Variations before it exits Broadway’s Eugene O’Neill Theatre on Thursday, the 21st

Chinese Musical Urban Legend?

Tuesday, May 19th, 2009

By Cathy Barbash

Many people ask me, “Why do so many Chinese youth study western instruments?”

I knew that students who study a musical instrument are awarded automatic extra points on the national university entrance exam. However, I was still mystified by the accordion episode, so went in search of other answers. A Chinese friend who works in the music field told me that for the last 10 years, traditional wisdom held that anyone who wanted to go abroad to study or get a job with a western company must play a western classical instrument. This belief arose from the following supposedly true story, which had circulated widely.

A young Chinese man interviewed for a job with a multinational corporation. The interviewer asked the man what abilities and skills he had in addition to those necessary to do the job. The job-hunter said he could play piano. The foreign executive happened to have a piano in the adjoining conference room, made the applicant prove it, and subsequently offered him the position. The young man was convinced that his piano-playing won him the job, and spread the story of his success. Urban legend?  I’d love to hear whether my Chinese colleagues have heard the same story.

Getting a Kick Out of Arrangements

Tuesday, May 19th, 2009

By Andy Hertz

I was listening to an album that I purchased the other day: Sinatra Reprise: The Very Good Years. It’s a compilation of Sinatra’s Reprise hits including “I Get a Kick out of You” from the musical Anything Goes by Cole Porter. This arrangement is by Neal Hefti. I wrote a paper on this album in college, and I remembered the idiosyncrasies I identified in Hefti’s arrangement: syncopated rhythmic hits, extremely low trombone notes, lots of “wah-wahs” on the trumpets, call and response between the brass and reeds, etc.

I don’t remember analyzing these idiosyncrasies towards one single conclusion, though. The conclusion is obvious to me now: The orchestration was intended to be humorous. It’s entirely based around the word “kick.” It’s difficult to write music without lyrics that gets laughs (cries are much easier). I’m interested in other examples of “funny” art music. Haydn’s music is apparently full of laughs (most famously Symphony No. 94 – the “Surprise Symphony.”)

Listen to a Sinatra clip at: http://www.amazon.com/Sinatra-Reprise-Very-Good-Years/dp/B000002LOI



The Reluctant Blogger Strikes Again (at last)

Wednesday, May 13th, 2009

A Blog by Sedgwick Clark

Guilt allayed.  I’m relieved—as I endure the sadistic proddings of my otherwise charming and demure publisher and editor to produce a new entry—to read Steve Smith’s expression of guilt at neglecting his blog (Night After Night, presumably a takeoff on the Mae West film title):

[A]t home alone, my mind is racing. Should I be working on overdue freelance projects? Might I get ahead on my day-job work, so that perhaps I’ll have a few nights that don’t linger into the wee hours?

Instead, I’m taking the opportunity to update this poor, neglected blog of mine, which so seldom sees any attention apart from links to my Times writing. (Those links have frequently been tardy in recent months, something I should really work on if this blog is to serve any use at all.) . . . . I miss the days when there was time for larger reflections here.

John Rockwell confessed to me his skimping of blogular duty (Rockwell Matters) a few weeks ago at Carnegie Hall.  And then I note that Emanuel Ax, another regular blogger on MusicalAmerica.com, has not added to his blog since the same day of my last posting: April 8, when, coincidentally, I wrote about him.  (How’s that for chutzpah, comparing my blogerie with that of a major international performing artist?)

Actually, during this heaviest month of concertgoing in years, I’ve been working on an entry about several orchestras I’ve heard lately.  The graf on Gergiev’s Prokofiev symphony series was written weeks ago, so if anyone cares, it’s on the way!  But first . . .

Trenchant commentary on my fellow bloggers.  I confess I’ve not been a regular blog reader (bloggist?), but I scanned those of my colleagues last week [all MusicalAmerica.com “Editor’s Blog Picks” and listed on the home page], and I must say that they contain plenty of worthwhile and insightful observations when one has time to log on to them

  • Anne Midgette (The Classical Beat) of the Washington Post writes of how she used to evaluate prospective boyfriends by their appreciation of Heifetz recordings, but that didn’t stop her from eventually marrying an anti-Heifetzian, the ever-iconoclastic Greg Sandow. I was pleased to see that she was also watching the 1947 film Carnegie Hall a few weeks ago on TCM, enduring the trite screenplay and wooden acting to revel in vintage performances by Heifetz, Rubinstein, Walter and the New York Philharmonic, Pinza, Pons, Rise Stevens, Peerce, Piatigorsky, Reiner, and the greatest magician of them all, Stokowski. This was the best copy of the film I’ve seen (typical of TCM, my favorite TV station by far)—crisp, excellent contrasts, few speckles.
  • Alex Ross began his blog (therestisnoise) five years ago this week. He named it after his book in process, which became a big seller even for a book about classical music and has won many awards. If you haven’t read it yet, get it. Almost at once it became the blog of choice among classical literati. He does such things as run the score of Terry Riley’s “In C” to promo the Carnegie concert that week. He ranges widely in his topics and never wastes words, which allows him time to keep the blog up to date. I must study his technique.
  • Tim Smith (Clef Notes) of the Baltimore Sun mixes local reviews with well-chosen YouTube clips. One day he included the slow movement of the Concerto for Two Pianos by Poulenc, one of his “all-time faves.” Now there’s a piece that would spruce up any concert, as would practically anything by Poulenc. Problem is, these days there aren’t enough of the sisters Lebècque and Pekinel to go around. In the interim, look for the Gold and Fizdale/Bernstein recording with the NYPhil on Sony’s Prince Charles Edition (undoubtedly deleted) at your nearest second-hand record store.
  • Peter Dobrin (ArtsWatch) of the Philadelphia Enquirer takes care to range far wider than simply his town’s famous orchestra. He also includes loads of photos. In one posting he runs a p.r. shot of a gorgeous Austrian mezzo-soprano that’s so photo shopped as to be virtually unrecognizable . . . or did she go the Meg Ryan-Joan Rivers route? Last week at the Met I checked out a balding conductor’s bio in Playbill and was taken aback to see that he once had a full head of hair too. Tempus fugit. Hair today, gone tomorrow.
  • Lawrence A. Johnson’s South Florida Classical Review has the handsomest blog design of this group. He writes that Vladimir Feltsman’s Tchaikovsky First Piano Concerto in Miami was “note perfect” but “cool, technocratic and disengaged, with a shiny surface brilliance and little to say about the music’s heart.” That’s a perfect description of every performance of this piece I’ve heard in at least 30 years, except for one by Ivo Pogorelich with the Boston Symphony and Ozawa at Carnegie that was so defiantly distended that I haven’t gone to a concert or listened to a recording of his since. My favorite recording is the pirated live performance by Horowitz, Szell, and New York Philharmonic from 1953. It may not say much about the music’s heart, but if the soloist’s astonishing virtuosity doesn’t cause your jaw to drop—especially his double-octave fusillade in the finale—it’s time to pack it in. When asked why he played those double octaves so fast, Horowitz replied, “Because I can.” Legend has it that Szell said to the orchestra during rehearsal that the concerto was “a piece of shit” and that they should just let Horowitz do what he wanted. I don’t believe it: Even if Szell did say that, “perfunctory” was not in his musical lexicon. His life-or-death accompaniment is pugnacious and knife-edged, matching Horowitz’s challenge in every bar. My favorite modern recording features pianist Gary Graffman, a Horowitz pupil, accompanied by—guess who?—Szell in a similarly contoured but much less combative (i.e., more supportive) mood, this time with Cleveland. It’s on a two-CD set (Sony 827969473726) that contains Graffman’s excellent Second and Third Tchaik concertos with Ormandy and Philadelphia and the pianist’s versions of Mussorgsky’s “Pictures” and Balakirev’s “Islamey.” And while I’m on Graffman/Szell/Cleveland, the team’s bracing recording of Prokofiev’s First and Third Concertos is a must, in its best sound on Sony 828767874326, with the pianist’s recordings of the composer’s Second and Third Sonatas filling out the CD.
  • Alan Rich (soiveheard) is as cantankerous as ever at age 84, but no one writes with such loving insight about music—especially Mozart’s.


Show Biz in Shanghai

Monday, May 4th, 2009

Though some players in Shanghai’s cultural economy have been affected by the economic downturn, others are sailing full steam ahead. While the acquisition of land for the construction of a new commercial arts center is on hold in one neighborhood, another city district government is in discussion with a potential partner from a significant international entertainment entity.

Fortunately, while some are preoccupied with this cultural “hardware,” others continue to focus on content, audience development and good business planning. The Shanghai Dramatic Arts Centre is one of the most agile and successful local enterprises. Nick Yu wears multiple hats in marketing/pr and dramaturgy. As we catch up over tea, he reports on foreign collaborations with theater companies in Denmark, Finland, Great Britain, and the U.S. In November ’09 they will have 5-7 productions running.

Most of their funding comes from the Shanghai government, and Nick hasn’t heard about any stimulus money coming to cultural sector.

Their regional audiences are growing. Last year they toured 24 productions, which included 14 new productions and 10 revivals. They earned 16million RMB in gross touring revenues, up from 3-4 million 2 years ago. Their tours took them through 32 cities, into theaters of around 1000 seats. This year they will tour 4 plays.

Their biggest current worry is presenting too much “commercial” work. They say they realize people just want to be happy, so prefer comedy. They plan to address this problem with more audience education. When they presented “Copenhagen” recently, the audience that did come loved it, but the tickets sales were the worst of the season.

It is said that the Shanghai theater market is now bigger than the Beijing market. Shows from Beijing will now tour to Shanghai as well, and local professionals claim that in Beijing there is still a prevalence of group or free tickets, (Nick Yu proudly reports that Shanghai people pay for tickets.) In Shanghai, long runs are becoming more viable. And though young audiences generally don’t trust new unknown musicals, they do trust Nick Yu’s new plays. This year, Nick says, they will try a new small musical to see what happens, to educate them. (There are also reports that the Shanghai Dramatic Arts Centre is preparing to stage a dramatisation of Karl Marx’s Das Kapital using elements of Broadway musicals and Las Vegas shows.)

Nick has reason to be optimistic. Though “official” and formulaic entertainments still depend on invited audiences, some modern, original work has touched young Chinese audiences. My first night in Shanghai I try to find a ticket for “Rhinoceros In Love,” Meng Jinghui’s 1999 drama that has now achieved cult status in China. The Chinese press reports that this story of unrequited love (“The Bible of Love for Youngsters”) has been performed an estimated 270 times for more than 200,000 people in small theatres throughout the country, not including countless college productions, highly unusual in a country where most people are unfamiliar with modern drama.

So no surprise—the performance, part of a ten-day run at the Shanghai Grand Theatre—is sold out (top price US$85!!!). In China, there are sellouts and there are sellouts. This is a true sellout—there is not a scalper in sight. I stand by the theater entrance, studying the arriving audience, hoping to find someone with an extra ticket. They are young 20- and 30-somethings, practically airborne with excitement; no padded or official audience this! They brandish their tickets like trophies.

Practiced (former) orchestra manager that I am, I manage to sneak into the venue during the last minute confusion, finding a perch at the back of the balcony. The play begins; the ushers are perturbed at my presence. I stay long enough to determine that, as much of a touchstone the work might be to young Chinese, it would probably not work for American audiences. I am disappointed. My curiosity satisfied, I leave the theater and head to the home of my Shanghai host.

 It is 9:00 pm, and as I walk down Jianguo Xi Lu alley, I hear someone practicing the accordion on the second floor of one of the buildings. Behind the curtain, someone plays technical exercises for 20 minutes, hypnotic figurations reminiscent of “Messiaen meets Terry Riley”. As cats skitter across the alley and bats wheel in the sky above, the unseen virtuoso then launches into a long Bach fugue, then….good God, into the Scherzo from Midsummer Night’s Dream, a metronome barely audible in the background. I am mesmerized, mystified. What would possess someone to play this repertoire on this instrument? More on that to come.