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after John passed away, I read, at a
gathering we had for him, something
that I’d written in his honour, it began,
adagios always remind me of John,
John was a dancer, he walked like
one
a few days later, immersed as I
was in memories of him while
mechanically washing some
dishes, I heard, from a symphony
I’d put on in the background to
keep me company in my reverie,
its adagio
I dried my hands, put my arms
around myself, and we danced
to the end of the movement, I’d
found, I understood, utterly, I
believed, miraculously, a key to
the very hereafter, adagios
would henceforth always
remind me of John
some time later, flipping aimlessly
through string quartets, of
Shostakovich among others, I
had, to my astonishment, not one,
not two, not three, not even four
nor five, but six whole adagios,
this was John talking, I knew,
I’ve loved it ever since
R ! chard
psst:
l – Elegy: Adagio
ll – Serenade: Adagio
lll – Intermezzo: Adagio
lV – Nocturne: Adagio
V – Funeral March: Adagio molto
Vl – Epilogue: Adagio
Dmitri Shostakovich

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for my mom
my mom, the other day, said she’d
looked up adagio in the dictionary,
submitted, as well, andante, and
allegro
well, that took long enough, I
thought, but concluded that we all
get the information we need in our
own good time, and it’s never, ever,
too late
they’re all tempi, of course, adagio
is slow, from ad agio in Italian, in
English, at ease, the other two are
incrementally faster
the adagio doesn’t usually stand
alone, it is too somber a pace to
immediately attract attention, it
therefore mostly fits into other
compositions that have a more
vigorous, a more engaging,
introduction, usually as its
second movement
minor, a work of only one segment,
which indeed would’ve been part
of a trio sonata, purportedly, had
Albinoni lived to complete it
the rule is not fast, Beethoven
an adagio, for instance, boldly and
unforgettably, indeed immortally
stops my breath, from Schubert’s
masterpiece for string quintet, his
R ! chard

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if a sonata is a piece of music with
more than one segment, and a
suite is also a piece of music with
more than one segment, what’s
the difference, you’ll ask, not
unreasonably
a sonata speaks for itself, as itself,
is itself, whereas a suite, also in
several sections, describes
something else, something not
itself, but a place, or an action, it’s
a tale, not an autobiography
this has some implications, the
sonata will consequently be more
expansive, displaying not only
emotional impact, but also
technical wizardry, will beat its
chest, in other words, whether in
agony or in bombast, whereas a
suite, while not excluding
necessarily those aspects, will
usually be more demure, objective,
snap its suspenders less
a suite also has more movements
than the sonata’s usual three or
four, consider the difference
between, in art, a triptych, for
instance, and a collage, they’re
in either case artworks, but with
different intentions
does any of this matter, to the
aficionado it does, if you want to
buy a home, you could be looking
for a duplex instead of a condo, if
you’re listening to music, you
might prefer chamber pieces to
large orchestras, suites to sonatas
though not yet identified, in 1838,
as a suite, since the term hadn’t
been used that way yet, is
nevertheless not any different
in kind from Debussy’s later
that the label fits, however
retroactively
you could say the same of Beethoven’s
it’s also, however retroactively, a suite
Sonata, to compare with his
original subject, the difference
between a suite an a sonata
listen
R ! chard

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for my friend, Elizabeth, who just
recently passed away, may her
own pilgrimage be blessed
1. Angélus! Prière aux anges gardiens
2. Aux cyprès de la Villa D’Este, Threnody (l)
3. Aux cyprès de la Villa D’Este, Threnody (ll) ((ll)
4. Les jeux de la Villa D’Este
5. Sunt Lacrymae rerum (en mode Hongrois)
These are tears for things (in Hungarian mode)
Maximilien. Empereur de Mexique, 19 juin, 1867)
7. Sursum corda (Erhebet eure Herzen)
here or above, with Beethoven’s own
from his 12th Sonata, you’ll hear the
stirrings of Impressionism peeping out
from the roots of Romanticism,
Beethoven, in 1801, is firm, solid, direct,
poignant, while Liszt, 1877, is more
diffuse, improvisational, evocative, his
is an idiosyncratic marche funèbre
compare either two with Chopin’s
Beethoven’s still, and as implanted
in our collective consciousness,
where Liszt’s more esoteric
interpretation of such a march has
essentially been forgotten
should it be, what do you think, you
tell me
R ! chard

“Roses“ (c.1886)
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on a personal note, since I prefer longer
pieces, something I can sink my teeth
into – I like them when they’re long, I
always say – which led me into spending
33 years with Proust, for instance, page
by page, so that I could breathe it in, him,
I tend to veer towards music with several
movements, be they serial, as in sonatas,
symphonies, concertos, Classically
speaking, of course, or haphazard, as
in the more loosely associated suites
rather than smelling merely the rose,
as in a simple waltz, nocturne, étude,
I want to revel in the aroma of an
entire garden
therefore the three hours of Liszt‘s
even Wagner‘s daunting five hour
operas, individual portions of his
towering, indeed epic, four-part
these are high masses, and if you
subscribe to the faith, the experience
they allow can be transformational,
however such may still be,
nevertheless, a mere rose, a mere,
but epiphanic, rose, as is, for
inveterately, for me
a rose, a creation as unique as we
are, in our shared, however unevenly
apportioned, mortality, proud, sturdy,
protected by thorns, even, meanwhile,
as we are, in our own manner, against
our own existential vicissitudes
but vibrant, also, ever, drenched in
any of its several arresting colours,
fragrant, poised, full of perfect grace,
as we should be ourselves, I’ve told
myself, not only with regard to their
beauty, but to their inspiration,
whether a deity exists that we
might be beholden to, incidentally,
or not
Shostakovich has something poignant
to say about that, also Beethoven, but
that’s another story, for later, maybe,
however, either, powerfully
consequential
until then, l’important, as we sing in
or heed, it says, in other, but
nevertheless ever instructive words,
the wisdom of very nature
I live by it
R ! chard

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for John, who would’ve
been 60 today
though the suite might’ve started with
Bach’s string of dance pieces in the
early 18th Century, it becomes evident
during the 19th Century, after a lapse
of nearly 100 years, while it fell into
disfavour, that its resurrection as a
valid musical form might’ve kept the
original structure, which is to say its
several separate parts to make up a
whole, its movements, but that it
now was serving a different purpose
where music had, through to the early
Romantic Period, followed dance
rhythms, or variations of tempo,
adagio, andante, allegro, and the like,
it now presented itself as a background
for settings, be it ballets, as in
Tchaikovsky’s, plays, as in Edvard
after Ibsen‘s eponymous play,
specific locations, as in Debussy’s
expansively, both geographically
and in its compositional length,
these very “Années de pèlerinage”
of Liszt
this is in keeping with the exploration
of consciousness of that era, which
would lead to not only Impressionism,
but to Freud, and the others, and the
development of psychoanalysis
you’ll note that music seems much
more improvisational in Liszt than in
already even jazz, more evocative,
less emotional, more personal, not
generalized, idiosyncratic, a direct
development of the newly acquired
concept of democracy, one man, at
the time, one vote, one, indeed,
voice, however individual, however
even controversial
listen, for instance, to Liszt’s “Années
1. Sposalizio
2. Il penseroso
7. Après une lecture de Dante: Fantasia Quasi Sonata
today you can listen to suites
from famous films, for instance
other words, goes on
but note the renovations, find them,
I dare you, you’ll be surprised at
your unsuspected perspicacity
R ! chard

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a suite by any other name is still
a suite, a piece of music with
several related parts, a collage,
in painterly parlance
one New Year’s Eve, rather than
going out to celebrate, I took a
hot bath, rose at midnight like
Venus from the cleansing waters,
sat with my teddy bear before a
bristling fireplace, and listened,
serene, to Liszt’s “Années de
Pèlerinage”, all three of his
magical compositions around
his time in Switzerland and Italy,
rendered as musical photographs,
they are of Liszt, I think, his
summit, his acme, the rest of his
stuff is mostly show business
Suisse“, to my mind, a marvel
l – Chapelle de Guillaume Tell
ll – Au lac de Wallenstadt
lll – Pastorale
lV – Au bord d’une source, or, By a Spring
V – Orage – Storm
Vl – Vallée d’Obermann
Vlll – Le mal du pays (Heimweh) – Homesickness
lX – Les cloches de Genève (Nocturne) – The Bells of Geneva
R ! chard

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ferreting through old papers the other
night, I found, in a forgotten corner of
my closet, this poem, I thought it had
some merit
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a simple story,
mine.
Like yours,
it has its moments
— passion,
pain,
to each in similar proportions
(I’ve also had a broken heart,
and you are happy too, sometimes) —
moments telling tales, a lot, for me
of this
or that
— and every tale is true, in time,
of everyone —
moments that pass,
one,
and then the next,
just gone,
like that,
and apart from what is here,
right here — this black and white —
this thirtieth day in May,
nineteen seventy-nine,
its 13:48,
then 49,
are gone,
just gone,
like that !
R ! chard

from a 2008 production of “Swan Lake“ at the Royal Swedish Opera
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did you know that the girl in “Swan Lake“
is called Odette, my mom asked when I
told her I’d been looking it up, my mom’s
name is Odette
I’m the one who told you, I said, and
incidentally, I continued, she’s not a
girl, she’s a swan, which left my mom,
of course, flummoxed, indeed mum
a day later, we watched it
there she is, I pointed out, when Odette
made her appearance, fluttering in on
tiptoes from the wings, every single
inch a swan
as was equally the prince, in this
every single inch a prince
how is it different
R ! chard
psst: if you said the Suite is a collection
of miscellaneous excerpts from
the ballet strung together but with
instruments only, no sets, no
costumes, no dancers, you’re right,
the Suite can give you a taste of
stands magnificently enough,
thank you very much, on its own

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it didn’t take me long, after wondering
with a similar theme, childhood
fantasies
but the Nutcracker Suite
l. Miniature Overture
ll. Danses caractéristiques
a. Marche
b. Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies
c. Russian Dance
d. Arabian Dance
e. Chinese Dance
f. Reed Flutes
lll. Waltz of the Flowers
is not to be confused with the complete
ballet, from which it had been excerpted
to great acclaim before the ballet itself
was presented, but to much less
enthusiasm, until George Balanchine
revived it in the 1960s
note that Tchaikovsky’s Suite, in 1892,
contains still the traditional elements
of the suite – see above – a prelude, or
overture, followed by a series of
dances, only a few years before
redefined the form, made the
movements indiscriminate, not
confined to dance rhythms
note also that Tchaikovsky sounds
a lot more like the Strausses, father
and son, Romantics both, than he
does like Debussy, an Impressionist,
a generation later only
a suite, in other words, is not limited
to one instrument
pianos, not to be missed
R ! chard