“Stephen bent over his loom, quiet, watchful, and steady. A special contrast, as every man was in the forest of looms where Stephen worked, to the crashing, smashing, tearing piece of mechanism at which he laboured. Never fear…that Art will consign Nature to oblivion. Set anywhere, side by side, the work of God and the work of man; and the former, even though it be a troop of [workmen] of very small account, will gain in dignity from the comparison.”
~Charles Dickens, Hard Times
Did you know that there is a unique Dewey decimal number just for books written by or about William Shakespeare? A few days ago I went to the library to check out a copy of Twelfth Night, hoping to have the time to read it in the next month before seeing a production in May, but I was blown away by the sheer number of books that have been written about a single man’s works!
Anyway, thinking about Twelfth Night reminded me of poem in the play, “Come away, come away, death,” sung by a clown as entertainment for a duke. In the play, it serves merely as amusement, and it certainly is an over-dramatic lament, but it has been extracted and set to music numerous times by various composers. One setting, by Gerald Finzi, a 20th century British composer, has become one of my favorites. I first discovered it on the album The Vagabond, which also happens to include one of my favorite song cycles by Ralph Vaughan Williams, sung by Bryn Terfel (so many things to love!). This set of songs, with texts by Robert Louis Stevenson, demonstrates Vaughan Williams’ ability to write perfect but playable piano accompaniments. Each one is just suited to the text and supports the singer while retaining its own independent musical value.
I highly recommend the entire CD, but for now, check out “Come away, come away, death” and “Youth and love“.
Last week, my school put on a production of the well-known opera, Aida by Giuseppe Verdi. I was not in the production, but had the chance to see it three times, and it was worth it. It was a huge undertaking – there were almost 250 people in the cast and orchestra. The sets, costumes, and props were all spectacular in the truest sense of the word, and the soloists were all fantastic singers and convincing actors.
The opera relates the story of an Ethiopian princess (Aida) who, while in captivity in Egypt, falls in love with an Egyptian commander (Radames), and he loves her as well. Unfortunately for both of them, the Egyptian princess (Amneris) is also in love with Radames. At the end of the first scene, Radames has been chosen to command Egypt’s armies against the invading Ethiopians, and Aida, caught up in the excitement of the moment, joins the Egyptian court in encouraging Radames to return victorious. As they leave, she rebukes herself for wishing for the victory of one who will be fighting against her own father, but remains torn between her love for Radames and her loyalty to her people.
One of the most moving scenes occurs in the second act. Aida and Radames have been discovered as Radames unwittingly revealed important military information to Aida and her father, the Ethiopian king. Aida has escaped, but Radames has been captured and is being tried for treason. Amneris struggles with herself as she realizes that she is responsible for Radames capture and imminent death – in her jealous rage, she had alerted the guards. Now she stands and listens as Radames is accused of treachery and remains silent, refusing to defend himself.
You can hear music from these two scenes here.
I’ve discovered one sure way to have my dorm room to myself – listen to the CD Whales Alive, recorded by Paul Winter and Paul Halley with narrations by Leonard Nimoy. It certainly is an unusual album, mixing recorded whale calls with saxophone and pipe organ. My favorite track (the one that cleared my room in under a minute) is called “Qeeqeg and I – The Water Is Wide.” (At the moment I’m glad I’m writing and not speaking. Don’t ask me to pronounce that! Actually, in the book, the correct spelling is “Queequeg,” if that helps at all.) The track begins with quotes from the book Moby Dick by Herman Melville, and moves into a section where the sound of the saxophone is barely distinguishable from the songs of the whales. Don’t give up too quickly though – the track ends with the exquisite sounds of solo sax playing “The Water Is Wide.” It’s an unique juxtaposition of ideas, definitely worth a listen!
Click here for my complete March playlist.
I discovered this site a few days ago – a collection of illustrations, each of a single window, The Windows of New York.
According to the artist, “This is a collection of windows that somehow have caught my restless eye out from the never-ending buzz of the city. This project is part an ode to architecture and part a self-challenge to never stop looking up.”
Each one is unique and colorful with its own personality. Each one catches my imagination – what kind of person would live behind such a window?
Visit the site every week for a new dose of minimalistic design and beauty, and enjoy some of my favorites below.
I recently attended a recital where I heard a piece that was completely new to me – a few movements from the concert suite L’histoire du soldat by Igor Stravinsky. The suite is scored for piano, clarinet, and violin, but the original work was written for chamber ensemble, three actors (who speak but do not sing), and a dancer. It tells the Faust-like story of a soldier who trades his violin to the devil in exchange for material wealth. The first two movements of the suite picture the soldier marching down the road towards his hometown and pausing to strike up a tune on his fiddle just before the devil comes upon him.
Enjoy listening here.
Great. Another blog written by a thinks-she-knows-everything college student posting inane and uninteresting details about her personal life. I know that the last thing the Internet needs is another blog, especially one written by someone who is not sharing expert opinions. To be honest, this blog is more for myself than for anyone who might read it – it gives me a place to air some of my thoughts, share ideas and music that I’ve recently discovered and give me practice in writing about these things. I’m going to try to keep things fairly cohesive though – I would enjoy having readers, and I don’t want to waste your time!
The title of the blog, “A Curve of Gold,” comes from one of my favorite poems and pieces of music, “Barter,” by Sara Teasdale. It came to mind again recently when the Georgia Boy Choir visited my college. The current artistic director, David White, commissioned a setting of the poem by René Clausen when he was the conductor of the Atlanta Boy Choir.
You can read the poem below and listen to “Barter” sung by the Atlanta Boy Choir by choosing the link to my March Spotify playlist. Enjoy!