BBC National Orchestra of Wales, BBC Hoddinott Hall, Cardiff 24 September 2013
Virgil Thomson – Three Pictures for Orchestra
Samuel Barber – Violin Concerto
Aaron Copland – Inscape
Walter Piston – Symphony No.6
Conductor – Garry Walker
Violin – Elena Urioste
I don’t suppose that Billy Bragg had classical music in mind when he wrote in a recent blog for The Guardian
that ‘Americana is a broad church’. Rather, he was looking towards
Nashville, Tennessee and the Americana Music Association, which defines
Americana music as ‘contemporary music that incorporates elements of
various American roots music styles, including country, roots-rock,
folk, bluegrass, R&B and blues, resulting in a distinctive
roots-oriented sound that lives in a world apart from the pure forms of
the genres upon which it may draw.’ But, whilst Americana may now be an
established generic term in popular music – and applicable to artists
both sides of the Atlantic – Bragg’s seeming statement of the obvious
resonates further afield. For ‘Americana’ is also a term which has
bearing across a wide spectrum of 20th century classical, jazz and film
composers, whose music is often amorphously described as ‘sounding
American’. This season, the BBC National Orchestra of Wales has set out
to explore various such strands within classical music, in an
enterprising series of four afternoon concerts devoted to American
composers both familiar and lesser-known.
Three of the four composers in this opening concert (conducted by
Garry Walker with great flair and feel overall), went independently to
Paris to study with the remarkable Nadia Boulanger in the 1920s, in lieu
of homegrown opportunities to learn their craft – and two came to be
better known for activities beyond their composing. Virgil Thomson,
whose Three Pictures for Orchestra (1947-52) opened the
programme, scores on both counts, for he is today still more widely
remembered as a music critic. This is despite Rodney Lister having
described Thomson in 1990 as ‘one of the great undiscovered frontiers of
American music’ and albeit that his musical style is as plain-speaking
as his prose (Thomson firmly believed that ‘in art the doers are the
knowers’ and scribed accordingly). But simplicity can be deceptive and
this afternoon’s performance of the Three Pictures showed how
tricky it can be to elucidate Thomson’s idiosyncratic blend of Parisian
wit and Kansas innocent; a combination which prompted the renowned music
writer Wilfrid Mellers to describe Thomson with fondness (and some
personal projection) as a ‘slightly malicious cherub’.
Each of the Pictures (The Seine at Night, Wheat Field at Noon and Sea Piece with Birds)
was broadly evocative as Thomson intended, and many aspects of his
style were brought to life across the suite with some lovely playing by
the orchestra – from big, ‘American’ rolling themes to the slow ticking
of a xylophone and flurries of almost Ravel-tinged woodwind taking
flight, so to speak, within Thomson’s third, oceanic canvas. And yet,
the lush, but oddly spartan homophonic writing didn’t quite persuade as
it might have; not helped by a four-square phrasing that undermined a
potentially fluid – and quietly pre-minimalist – cinematic scope.
For me, a slightly reined-in feeling took a while to shake off, even
in the Violin Concerto by Samuel Barber (1939, rev. 1948) which
followed; a piece famous world-wide for the romantic expansiveness of
its opening melody and heart-stopping second movement, as well as the
fierce virtuosity of the final Presto in moto perpetuo. But
orchestra and soloist Elena Urioste (an American BBC Radio 3 New
Generation Artist with an appropriately diverse heritage for this
concert spanning Mexico, Italy, Russia, Hungary and the Basque region!)
eventually settled together to produce a spirited reading; something to
be thankful for, as performances of this work too often give in to
nostalgic indulgence. In this case, the orchestra supported without
overwhelming the soloist and Urioste’s playing was notable for its
candid simplicity as well as its warmth, subtlety and singing tone.
Rather than Paris, Barber looked to Milan and elsewhere outside the
States for inspiration, going backwards to Brahms and Schumann (as well
as sideways to Sibelius according to researcher Howard Pollack). For
many years, Barber enjoyed unprecedented fame as an American composer,
helped by the widespread popularity of his Violin Concerto and the still
(somewhat drearily) ubiquitous Adagio for Strings. But he
never reconciled himself to the lukewarm reception of his later music as
other, less conservative styles gained favour; his declaration in 1935
that ‘the universal basis of artistic spiritual communication by means
of art is through the emotions’ being typical of his dismissive response
to the innovations of Schoenberg, Stravinsky and other European
pioneers, which seeped into American musical consciousness before and
after World War II.
Notwithstanding the many American classical composers of Barber’s
generation and earlier who were pioneers in their own right – people
like Charles Ives, Henry Cowell, Harry Partch and others – these
currents from Europe were scooped up and embraced by some surprising
figures, including none other than Aaron Copland long after his Paris
sojourn; creator of such quintessentially ‘American’ pastoral fare as Billy the Kid and Appalachian Spring
but who, in his late works, somehow managed to utilise a 12-tone method
of composition and a far knottier musical style without losing that
native, vernacular character. Indeed, in many ways, Copland can be said
to have epitomised the ‘American sound’ – ultimately a quality
impossible to define in words, but which is usually associated in his
earlier music with a broad, sweeping approach to melody, and sparse but
spacious chordal textures utilising harmonies based upon ‘open’
intervals such as fourths and fifths.
Copland’s final symphonic work, Inscape
(1967) – given a rare and electrifying account here by Walker and the
BBC NOW – was named after Gerald Manley Hopkins’ word for a universal,
unifying principle which describes how each thing or being in the world
has its own unique character, and how inward nature is reflected by
outward appearance and vice versa. Accordingly, there is not one wasted
note in Copland’s work, which is both monumental and quietly thoughtful,
and framed by an eleven-note chord which was equally stunning here at
Hoddinott Hall in its opening power and gentler, closing translucence.
In this performance, Walker and orchestra did a particularly fine job
of delineating Copland’s masterfully clear orchestration, so central to
the wide, open spaces of his continued ‘Americanism’, as well as the
crucially tight-woven structure of this fascinating work. Orchestration
also played an important role in a less obvious way for Walter Piston;
the final composer on today’s programme, and whose Symphony No. 6 (1955)
also received an excellent account in an altogether transfixing second
half to the concert. Piston, indeed, is better known today for his
important treatises on orchestration, harmony and counterpoint (and his
rosta of famous pupils, like Leonard Bernstein), than for his own music,
which is nevertheless still widely respected for its integrity and
subtle imagination; a product of his own legacy as a Boulanger pupil for
which he was always grateful, once admiring how ‘she never taught
composers particular styles, but rather she influenced them to find
their own.’
In some ways, Piston was not so much a conservative per se
as simply a formalist, and his music was always beautifully crafted. But
here, Walker brought out aspects of playful humour as well as Piston’s
sheer quality as a composer, and there were many striking details of
compositional virtuosity as well as wonderfully contrasting moods across
the traditional four-movement span (the Symphony starts with an
unusually introspective Fluendo espressivo). Piston delighted
in writing for orchestra (he wrote eight symphonies and this sixth was
dedicated to the memory of that great champion of American music Serge
Koussevitsky and the 75th anniversary of the Boston Symphony Orchestra)
and he firmly believed in writing music that instrumentalists would
enjoy playing. His Sixth Symphony is a fine example of music which
carries its rigour lightly and the BBC NOW played it with superb,
understated panache.
Piston himself disliked any talk of national characteristics or an
‘American’ school and once declared that, ‘the plain fact is that
American music is music written by Americans’. He may well have
shuddered to find his music presented under the umbrella of ‘Americana’;
indeed, this concert alone demonstrated the huge diversity amongst even
the most supposedly ‘American sounding’ of composers – and without
roaming into more progressive musical territory or to other composers
straddling jazz and popular American styles during the same period, like
the vitally important George Gershwin. In addressing the question of
what constitutes any national sound, it can be all-too tempting to
resort to cultural stereotype in the frustration of being unable to
grasp the music through the medium of words. So perhaps we should return
to Virgil Thomson for the ultimate summary of what really constitutes
Americana in classical music: ‘The way to write American music is
simple. All you have to do is be an American and then write any kind of
music you wish.’
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