Noted Endeavors with members of eighth blackbird: Grants – Be Patient and Persistent

December 2nd, 2014

Eugenia Zukerman and Emily Ondracek-Peterson of Noted Endeavors speaks with members of eighth blackbird, one of the world’s most acclaimed new music ensembles, about the patience and persistence needed to receive grants.

Noted_Endeavors_Logoeighthblackbird’s 2014-2015 season kicked off in Chicago and New York with a new staged, memorized production of composer Amy Beth Kirsten’s “Colombine’s Paradise Theatre.” It’s a tour de force that challenges the sextet to play, speak, sing, whisper, growl and mime, breathing life into this tale of dream and delusion. Endlessly creative and energetic, the group continues its busy schedule of performances, residencies, and recordings. The ensemble has won three Grammy Awards, for the recordings strange imaginary animals, Lonely Motel: Music from Slide and Meanwhile. eighth blackbird’s members hail from America’s Great Lakes, Keystone, Golden and Bay states, and Australia’s Sunshine State. There are four foodies, three beer snobs and one exercise junkie.

For more information about eighthblackbird go to:
www.eighthblackbird.org

A veteran Maestro and a DSOB Debut

December 1st, 2014

By Rebecca Schmid

Last week at the Philharmonie featured the debut of the young conductor Joshua Weilerstein with the Deutsches Symphonie-Orchester Berlin alongside a guest appearance of Riccardo Chailly with the Berlin Philharmonic. It was an interesting opportunity to consider the qualities that can make or break a leader at the podium.

A rumoured candidate to take over the Philharmonic when Simon Rattle departs in 2018 (although he takes over as music director of La Scala this January and remains with the Gewandhausorchester Leipzig through 2020), Chailly is one of today’s most sought maestros, bringing elegance and authority to repertoire from Brahms, to Puccini, to Zemlinski.

The centerpiece of the evening, seen Nov.29, was Schumann’s Piano Concerto in A-minor with piano doyenne Martha Argerich. Perhaps today’s most seasoned interpreter of this work, she kept the orchestra in tow with hardly a glance toward Chailly. A combination of acute listening skills and perceptive body language allowed soloist and conductor to wander through Schumann’s imaginary landscape with emotional freedom but also relaxed precision.

Chailly infused the playing of the Philharmonic with fiery passion while never allowing focus to wane. The opening Allegro, vacillating between chamber-like dialogue and triumphant Romantic outbursts, captured the now playful, now demonic qualities of the work. Argerich’s gentle but incisive playing might have found a rounder counterpart in the strings during forte passages, but Chailly struck an ideal blend in the following Intermezzo, sculpting lines of beauty and tension.

In Mendelssohn’s Ruy Blas, a short overture based on the eponymous Victor Hugo play about the love story of 17th century Spanish Queen and her slave, the orchestra performed with an unusual level of enthusiasm and focus, clearly inspired by the maestro’s serene but firm air.

In Rachmaninov’s Third Symphony, which closed the program, he drew shapely phrases while maintaining incisive rhythms in this often densely contrapuntal score, now using swooping, downward gestures to keep energy flowing in the strings, now standing erect and thrusting his hands upward for blows in the brass.

While the composer’s musical ideas tend toward the long-winded, the score is a moving testament to his personal conflict in American exile, vacillating between mourning and exaltation, late Romanticism and neo-primitive simplicity. The macabre dance of the inner Adagio seethed with tension through every false cadence until the music wound down like a clock back to an earthly realm, with allusions to Orthodox church song in the plucked strings.

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If the evening emphasized mature artistry at the highest level, the DSOB concert on Nov.26 was a test of young talent. Shostakovich’s First Violin Concerto, as performed by the up-and-coming soloist Diana Tishchenko under Weilerstein, emerged with mixed results.

Tishchenko revealed an intuitive grasp of the work, from her dark tone and understated vibrato in the searching lines of the opening movement, to her sweet sound in counterpoint with the woodwinds in the inner Passacaglia and her stamina through the harsh harmonics of the Cadenza, even if there were occasional intonation problems.

Weilerstein, despite holding the orchestra together with crisp rhythms and drive through fast passages such as the closing Burlesque, was not as confident a presence. The strings were not as homogenous as I have heard it on other occasions, particularly during the opening Nocturne, when he beat his baton with little emotional investment.

In Schumann’s Concert Piece for Four Horns and large Orchestra, he coordinated well with the soloists (Maciej Baranowski, Peter Müseler, Bertrand Chatenet, Juliane Grepling, blending impressively but with recurrent intonation problems) and built fine climaxes in the final movement. The strings’ flowing legato in the opening Lebhaft, however, had little to do with his gestures.

The programming of Tchaikovsky’s Francesca da Rimini was an unfortunate choice, as Weilerstein—at least based on this performance—does not yet have the emotional maturity necessary to shape this profound, sensuous work. The orchestral sections were not particularly well blended in the opening Andante (the blaring brass seemed intent on showing the young maestro who is boss throughout the work), and the music only scratched the surface of the story’s hellish passion.

Matters improved in the final two movements, with moments of tenderness in the Andante cantabile and elastic phrasing in the final Allegro which finally allowed Weilerstein’s musicality to shine through. Young conductors may need of opportunities to learn, but based on his insecure expression, Weilerstein did not appear to be enjoying himself—and surely that is an important ingredient in good music-making.

Zimerman Plays Munich

November 30th, 2014

Krystian Zimerman at the Herkulessaal, Munich, in November 2014

By ANDREW POWELL
Published: November 30, 2014

MUNICH — Along with the whole U.S., this city was on Krystian Zimerman’s “avoid” list. His Bavaria visits would take in Augsburg, Nuremberg, Regensburg, any place but the capital, following a harsh review of a performance he gave a dozen or more years ago. Somehow Munich’s musical life went on without the principled Polish pianist — until this month, when, just like that, he was back, holding Mariss Jansons’ hand for a benefit concert in support of the Süddeutsche Zeitung’s Adventskalender für gute Werke. Perhaps the noble purpose did the trick; the calendar annually raises €5 million for the disadvantaged. Or perhaps it was the tie-in with a two-week East Asia tour, ending today.

The chance to hear Brahms’s D-Minor Concerto (1858) from this long-absent artist appealed widely enough to overfill the Herkulessaal Nov. 5 at benefit prices. Results were gratifying, at least in the grand first movement. Zimerman brought out its rhetoric and delicacy, power and logic. He conveyed passion but preserved clarity and never allowed the brief reflective passages to turn somber. Along the way, his work was braced tightly, flatteringly, by Jansons and the Symphonie-Orchester des Bayerischen Rundfunks on fine form. Then the soloist awkwardly held back the tempo of the Adagio, so that it barely had a pulse. (His 2003 Berlin recording suffers the same fate, but not his 1983 Vienna version.) The Rondo, when it finally came, consequently sounded detached, and, although expertly played, it was taken at a showy pace much beyond allegro non troppo, compounding the estrangement.

Shostakovich’s Fifth Symphony (1937) after intermission typified Jansons’ approach to music: preset, conventional ideas about the score; lavish attention to the realization of those ideas, leaving nothing to the moment; and cultivated support from players long treated as colleagues. The formula has well served him and his much-miked radio orchestra. What was missing at this immaculate performance, as usual, was a sense that the symphony meant something in particular to the conductor, that a uniquely Jansons view might rear its wayward head, and therefore the reading, while never routine, felt ever so slightly like a waste of time.

Photo © Robert Haas for Süddeutsche Zeitung

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Noted Endeavors with Members of Imani Winds: Have a Plan and Be Excellent!

November 25th, 2014

Flutist Valerie Coleman and bassoonist Monica Ellis of Imani Winds talk to Noted Endeavors about how Imani became the world-famous group it is today. Advice for young ensembles: have a plan and be be patient waiting for commitments.

Noted_Endeavors_LogoThe only full-time touring American wind quintet, Imani Winds has been together for 17 years, and travel the globe giving concerts while also creating workshops, residencies and performing in special collaborations. With two member composers and their Legacy Commissioning program, Imani Winds is expanding wind quintet repertoire while meaningfully mixing traditional European and American music with that of their own African-American and Latin heritages. Dedicated to education and to mentoring talents of all ages, their summer chamber music festival is one of their most important projects.

To learn more about Imani, go to:
http://www.imaniwinds.com

A 25th Anniversary Tour for Wim Vandekeybus

November 25th, 2014

By Rachel Straus

In the 1980s, punk rock, Ridley Scott’s “Blade Runner,” and Mike Tyson’s boxing championships made the ear-splitting, the nocturnal, and the hard-hitting de rigueur. Contemporary dance followed, becoming faster, more brazen and muscular. When the Belgian Wim Vandekeybus arrived on the scene with his first work, “What the Body Does Not Remember” (1987), New York Times dance critic Anna Kisselgoff began her review with these six slamming words: “Tough, brutal, playful, ironic and terrific.” So it was with great anticipation that I attended, at Madrid’s Teatros de Canal on November 23, the reprisal of the dance, which is making a two-year world tour in celebration of the work’s 25th anniversary.

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The first scene of “What the Body Does Not Remember” did not disappoint. Maria Kolegova and Livia Balážová, of Vandekeybus’s company Ultima Vez, treated the floor like it was a wrestler, bouncing off and being mysteriously pinned down by it. Meanwhile Zebastián Méndez Marín’s thudding and scraping sounds on a miked table produced a vision of an invisible combatant seeking to destroy the flailing dancers with what sounded like a sledge hammer and a whip. Francis Gahide’s lighting furthered the sense of gladiatorial imprisonment: horizontal streaks of light produced the illusion of a series of bars that the dancers appeared to be caught in. This physical and sonic intensity could not, and did not, last for the 90-minute duration of the work.

Photo by Danny Willems

Photo by Danny Willems

What ensued, instead, was a series of theater games, which were a letdown. White bricks were thrown and expertly caught by the eight dancers. In another scene, dancers wrapped in brightly colored towels walked across the diagonal and then were stripped of this covering by another passerby. With little on except underpants, the dancers’ near nudity created titters among the audience seated in the sold-out house. Later, in a series of tableaus, or proto group-portrait selfies, Vanderkeybus turned the ensemble into perfectly posed families, each person more confident than the other. The center of the work involved three men continual frisking three women, who were standing in a wide leg-and-arm “X” position. The experience of watching this wasn’t frightening as much as confounding. As the frisking was repeated, two female performers pretended to begin to enjoy the act. Their occasional erotic overtures to their aggressors, however, were hardly convincing. It’s difficult to portray the Stockholm Syndrome without providing motive.

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All of the scenes related above demonstrate aspects of human aggression. But the treatment of this subject in its various iterations felt jejune rather than profound. They possessed in aggregate the impact of the mundane, such as the different pieces of clothing that the performers put on and cast off. In contrast, the expertly shot, minute-long promotional video of the dance is riveting (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=18pe0-8fjpY).

Why did the live performance not deliver? Part of the reason could stem from performance fatigue. These eight dancers have been reenacting “What the Body Does Not Remember” for two years. In the work there are no dance steps to hide behind. The performers must interact with each other like it is the first time. To convincingly do so, night-after-night, they need to be brilliant actors. They are brilliant physical artists, and that is saying a lot, but for the purposes of this work, it is not enough. Some works can’t be performed too much. If they do, they lose their punch.

I haven’t mentioned the music yet because I’m trying to erase it. According to the plentiful literature produced by Vandekeybus about “What the Body Does Not Remember,” which includes this resource pack (http://ultimaveztour.co.uk/UltimaVez-ResourcePack.pdf), composers Thierry De Mey and Peter Vermeersch responded to what they saw in the dancers’ rehearsal process. What they came up with sounds like a cross between an action movie sound track, an amateur garage band improvisation, and the music of Theodor Adorno.

 

 

 

Pollini Seals His Beethoven

November 24th, 2014

Beethoven Piano Sonatas played by Maurizio Pollini

By ANDREW POWELL
Published: November 24, 2014

MUNICH — It took him 39 years, but Maurizio Pollini has now completed his recorded survey of Beethoven sonatas here in the Herkulessaal, where the project began. The final sessions, for the Opp. 31 and 49 pieces, were held in June this year, and the resulting CD set is due for U.S. release on Dec. 2, according to Amazon.

In all, twenty-three of the sonatas were taped in the 1,270-seat shoebox hall, part of Munich’s Residenz arts complex and a favorite venue of the 72-year-old Lombard pianist since he used it for his legendary Chopin Etudes disc in 1972. First built in 1842 as Bavarian King Ludwig I’s throne room, bombed during World War II and reopened for concerts in 1953, the stately but drab Herkulessaal remains this city’s one acoustically satisfactory venue for symphonic music and is a home to the Bavarian Radio Symphony Orchestra.

Pollini’s slowly deliberated cycle, involving no second passes, started with the Opp. 109 and 110 sonatas in June 1975, when he was 33. Munich sessions continued in 1988, 1991, 2002 and 2007, while nine sonatas were recorded in Vienna and Lucerne. The record label is Deutsche Grammophon.

Photo © Rosanna Sibora

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BMOP Records Scott Wheeler

November 23rd, 2014

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As evidenced by Crazy Weather, Boston Modern Orchestra Project’s latest recording of music by Scott Wheeler, the composer really knows his way around percussive sounds. Even on pieces for strings like the title track, there is the ‘thwack’ of pizzicatos and bow slaps to help propel the proceedings. Pacing is another strong suit of Wheeler’s. The shadowy passages of City of Shadows are balanced by flurried gestures that enliven the music and help to articulate the work’s overall architecture. The outer movements of Northern Lights give the impression of intense and quicksilver slalom runs, while the middle movement, marked “Still and Granitic,” provides a portentous counterpart.

How Is Copyright Infringement Like An Ugly Car?

November 20th, 2014

By Brian Taylor Goldstein, Esq.   

Dear Law and Disorder:

What rights does a translator have? I translated a non-English script into English. All of the prior translations were very bad, which is why I did my own.  Everyone agrees mine is the best, even the original author. However, now that I am getting offers to produce my English version, the author and his publisher are insisting that, if I want to proceed, then they will own the translation and just pay me royalties for English productions using my translation. That doesn’t seem fair. The translation is all my work. I thought translators own the copyrights in their translations, so, don’t I already own it?

Robyn always tells me I never met an analogy I didn’t like, and I feel one coming on now.

Let’s assume I own a car which drives well, but is a hideous colour of besmirched baby blue (which, as it happens, was, in fact, the hideous colour of the first car I ever owned—a ’72 Buick Skylark which had belong to my grandfather, but I digress). You believe that you can re-paint my car and make it look like a Ferrari and offer to do so. Assuming I accept your offer, just because you paint my car doesn’t mean you now own the car or have any rights to drive it. I might owe you for your time and materials, but even if you make the car look better, the car itself still belongs to me. More importantly, let’s assume that I decline your offer, but you break into my garage and paint my car anyway. Even if you were somehow successful in turning my Buick into a Ferrari, you would still not have any ownership rights or control. You’d also be guilty of trespassing. (Incidentally, my mother did this very thing, erroneously believing that I would be touched and delighted with her thoughtfulness in having my car repainted, without my knowledge, from besmirched baby blue to her choice of vibrant puce. I was not.)

A copyright is like a car. The owner of a copyright has the exclusive right to determine who uses it and how—including the rights to edit it, make copies of it, perform it, record it, re-arrange it, re-orchestrate it, translate it, or create derivative works from it. A “derivative” work is anything that “derives” from the original work, such as a play or novel made into a film, a composition used to create a toy music box, etc. In short, there is nothing you can do without the owner’s permission and, in exchange for such permission, the owner can set any terms, reasonable or unreasonable, that the owner wants—including the right to refuse permission entirely. (Ok, there are one two minor exceptions, but they don’t apply to your question.)

If you want to translate someone else’s work, you must have the original author’s permission. If you don’t like the terms of the author’s permission, don’t do the translation and move on to another project. You are correct that, if translations contain a sufficient amount of creativity (as opposed to, say, a Google translation), then the translation is, itself, subject to its own copyright owned by the translator. However—and this is a BIG “however”—if you didn’t have the original author’s permission to make the translation in the first place, then your copyright is meaningless. It doesn’t matter how artistically nuanced, sensitive, or authentic it may be. As an unauthorized translation, any use of the translation would constitute an infringement of the original author’s copyright. Owning the copyright in the translation merely gives you the right to stop others, including the original author, from using it, but it doesn’t give you any right to use it without the original author’s permission.

Learn from my Mother—step away from the car!

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Noted Endeavors with LPR: Clear Ideas for Raising Capital

November 18th, 2014

Co-founders of Le Poisson Rouge, David Handler and Justin Kantor, talk with Eugenia Zukerman and Emily Ondracek-Peterson of Noted Endeavors about the practical realities of making a living as a composer or instrumentalist.

Noted_Endeavors_LogoCalled by Time Out New York “a forward-thinking venue that seeks to showcase disparate musical styles under one roof,” Le Poisson Rouge continues to present cutting edge events as well as traditional classics, pop, jazz and almost any genre of performance you can think of. “The venue is a downright musical marvel,” as the New York Times dubbed it. Its co-founders, David Handler and Justin Kantor, are downright candid in their belief that experiencing music from completely different perspectives in a dynamic environment is a thrilling experience. Judging by the huge volume of concerts and vast number of attendees, audiences agree.

Lei Liang on Bridge Records

November 17th, 2014

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Bamboo Lights

JACK Quartet; Rootstock Percussion; Cicada Chamber Ensemble; musicians from soundSCAPE; Awea Duo; The Callithumpian Consort, Stephen Drury, conductor

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Composer Lei Liang knows how to pick performers; or perhaps, wisely, they select his works. Either way, when their paths cross, as they do here on a portrait CD released on Bridge Records, the results are noteworthy. Whether it is Tony Arnold singing Lakescape, JACK Quartet’s elegant recording of Gobi Gloria, or the Callithumpian Consort’s energetic rendition of the title track, every performance is committed and convincing.

To suggest that Liang’s music is primarily a fusion of Asian traditional music and contemporary classical is overly reductive. The composer integrates various influences respectfully and thoughtfully. His incorporation of disparate textures and points of inspiration in no way diminishes Liang’s individuality. Whether it is Buddhist contemplative practices in Lakescape, Guqin (a Chinese zither) in Listening for Blossoms, a Mongolian fiddle player in Serashi Fragments, or, in Bamboo Lights, the memory of relatives who passed away during World War II, each is a starting point from which Liang creates music that is deeply personal.