Sunday Classics: Mr. Mendelssohn explains it all for us
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Sarah Chang was only 15 when some evil genie stuffed her into that hideous green dress to perform Mendelssohn's E minor Violin Concerto with the New York Philharmonic under Kurt Masur, one of the composer's longest-serving successors as music director of the Leipzig Gewandhaus Orchestra. We hear (for a change -- ha-ha!) the Andante.
by Ken
For reasons I suggested last night, being 15 isn't necessarily an insuperable obstacle to finding the profound simplicity of this movement. We heard how hard it is even for the greatest violinists to "come off it" -- to set aside the whorish habits of wanting to please an audience and just hear and try to pass on what's happening in the music. Going by the Parsifal Principle, a "pure fool" might actually have an advantage stumbling onto the truth of this music. (I'd be very much surprised if it happened in that green dress, though.)
As I mentioned last night, by the time I had my revelation, I must have heard the Mendelssohn E minor Concerto at least a hundred times. When it suddenly "landed" on me, it really seemed as if I'd never heard the Andante. That pretty much blew my mind, but as I've revisited performances that I would have heard, I've been less surprised. I'm not sure that I ever did hear the movement.
Once I did, it occurred to me -- and the feeling has only deepened since -- that in this movement we hear all the mysteries of the universe explained and all the questions of mortal existence answered (if perhaps stopping short of such nagging but essentially local perplexities as where you left your house keys last night, or where you might find some edible corned beef or pastrami). The only catch is that those explanations and answers come in musical form, and so still need to be translated into more usable form for practical application. If nothing else, though, they make you feel that the pursuit is worth pursuing.
The Violin Concerto was first performed in 1845, and thus comes from near the end of the career of Mendelssohn (1809-1847), who alas didn't make it to his 39th birthday. It was a career that may have had the most remarkable launch in musical history. There have been numerous "prodigies" who produced first-rate music in their teens. Mendelssohn did something more. Make up a short list of the greatest music ever written, and no matter how much you try to shorten it, you're going to have a tough time excluding the Octet for Strings Mendelssohn wrote at 16 and the Overture for Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream he wrote at 17. I just don't see how it's possible to write "better," more fully imagined music.
Let's start with the opening movement of the Octet. Oh, I don't think there's any doubt that it was written by a young person. There's an age beyond which it's just hard to sustain this degree of freshness, buoyancy, and sheer joy. But the structure is so taut and the musical materials so arresting that for me that 15 minutes pass in a trice, and a delighted trice at that. Note, by the way, the tempo marking: "moderately quick but with fire (emphasis added). I think there's plenty of fire in this 1959 recording by the veteran Smetana Quartet (though violist Milan Škampa was a relative newcomer, having been with the group a mere three years) and its younger colleagues, my much-loved Janáček Quartet.
Octet for Strings in E-flat major, Op. 20:
i. Allegro moderato ma con fuoco
The Violin Concerto was first performed in 1845, and thus comes from near the end of the career of Mendelssohn (1809-1847), who alas didn't make it to his 39th birthday. It was a career that may have had the most remarkable launch in musical history. There have been numerous "prodigies" who produced first-rate music in their teens. Mendelssohn did something more. Make up a short list of the greatest music ever written, and no matter how much you try to shorten it, you're going to have a tough time excluding the Octet for Strings Mendelssohn wrote at 16 and the Overture for Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream he wrote at 17. I just don't see how it's possible to write "better," more fully imagined music.
Let's start with the opening movement of the Octet. Oh, I don't think there's any doubt that it was written by a young person. There's an age beyond which it's just hard to sustain this degree of freshness, buoyancy, and sheer joy. But the structure is so taut and the musical materials so arresting that for me that 15 minutes pass in a trice, and a delighted trice at that. Note, by the way, the tempo marking: "moderately quick but with fire (emphasis added). I think there's plenty of fire in this 1959 recording by the veteran Smetana Quartet (though violist Milan Škampa was a relative newcomer, having been with the group a mere three years) and its younger colleagues, my much-loved Janáček Quartet.
Octet for Strings in E-flat major, Op. 20:
i. Allegro moderato ma con fuoco
ii. Andante, iii. Scherzo, Allegro leggierissimo, iv. Presto
Labels: Mendelssohn, Sunday Classics
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wow, THANKS Keni.
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