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how to listen to music if you don’t know your Beethoven from your Bach, XVIII – Rachmaninov

Portrait of the composer Sergei Rachmaninov, 1925 - Konstantin Somov

 

     Portrait of the composer Sergei Rachmaninov

 

                   Konstantin Somov

 

                                ______

 

though you probably still wouldn’t be able

to tell a prelude from a hole in the wall, 

nor, admittedly, can I, unless indicated,

if you’ve listened to the pieces I’ve

recently presented, you’ve noted, even 

merely sensed, really, that the preludes 

of one composer don’t sound at all like

those of the others, Bach doesn’t sound 

like Chopin, who doesn’t sound at all   

like Debussy, the first step in telling  

your Beethoven from your Bach, as 

promised in my title

 

you might not even be able to tell which  

is which as you’re listening, but you can

tell they’re different, you do the same 

thing telling your Monet from your 

Renoir

 

Rachmaninov also wrote, like Chopin, 

and Debussy, 24 preludes, and, like 

Chopin, in every key, major and minor

 

but spread out through three publications, 

Opus 3, no. 2from 1892, comprising of 

only one prelude, but a scorcher, The 

Bells of Moscow, listen

a second set, Opus 23, consists of ten, 

mostly iconic, pieces, you’ve heard 

them somewhere before, therefore 

iconic

 

the final set comes out in 1910, 

Opus 32with thirteen preludes,

for a total of 24

 

you’ll marvel, even Marilyn Monroe 

famously did

 

enjoy 

 

 

R ! chard 

Chopin / Debussy – Preludes

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       “Prelude (1909) 

 

               Willard Metcalf

 

                         _________

 

 

what’s a prelude

 

something that, by definition, 

precedes something else

 

which it had been, formally, 

before Chopin made it stand 

alone as musical form, 

much, incidentally, as he 

later did the scherzo 

 

a prelude, earlier, had preceded

several other dance pieces in

suites, Bach’s Cello Suites, for 

example, all start with a

prelude

 

or fronted fugues, in, again,

notably, Bach’s celebrated 

Preludes and Fugues sets, 

more of which, for their 

complexity, later

 

here’s Chopin, however, with 

his array of 24, his Opus 28

one for each key, incidentally, 

much in the manner of Bach’s 

template pieces, the Preludes

and Fugues

 

here’s Debussy’s Book 1

picking it up for the 20th 

Century, with his tonally

indiscriminate 12 

 

what’s the difference

 

you tell me

 

R ! chard

 

psst: apples and oranges, I think,

          depends on my mood that 

          particular night, whether

          meditative or melancholy

Chopin Preludes, opus 28‏

you will remember surely preludes from Bach’s
Well-Tempered Clavier, but as indeed an
introduction to, there, fugues  
 
it might be interesting to note that preludes
were originally ditties instrumentalists cooked up,
spontaneously and improvisationally, to warm up
and tune their muse, one would expect the form
then to be short, sweet and pithy
 
and, by definition, unfinished, which is why Bach
added the fugue  
 
Chopin in 1839 gets them to stand alone, they 
have become by then of course entirely stylized,
less improvisational than formal  
 
Chopin gives them their rightful eminence by simply
validating their claim to the role, they have no trouble
at all standing forthrightly in the footlights, and are
even still individually commanding, unblemished yet
by the infelicities of most lacerating time   
 
like Bach they are still an intellectual exercise, there’s
a prelude for every key, all 24 of them, major and minor, 
like the “Études”, they are technical challenges to the
pianist, an Everest to climb, the work of an eminently
able nevertheless practitioner who didn’t shirk at 
challenging himself heroically, though surely goaded
by the most magnanimous, if unrelenting, of gods
 
others of course took up the contest for the sake of
both the prestidigitational Olympics his compositions 
represented as well as for itself the rapturous music, 
works for the deftest of fingers as well as for the
newly stranded, existentially unfettered and
hungering, 19th-Century soul   
 
you’ll note the humanity that didn’t appear in Mozart,
the intensely emotional appeal of both a more ardent
fury, a tip of the hat here to Beethoven, and a more
melting, sentimental tone  
 
 
incidentally I find Chopin infinitely more aristocratic
than Mozart ever, despite being the epitome of the
more democratic Romanticism, whereas it had been 
the more unruly Mozart who’d written for the
“Classical” courts 
 
Haydn is temperamentally the only other so courtly
composer, appropriately and most efficiently fitting
in his case his own Classical mold, even up until now,
no others have had that distinct personal pedigree 
 
 
allow me to submit my prose therefore to your most
good and gentle graces, as well as the illustrious
music contained therein
 
 
yours
 
Richard 
 
psst: here‘s a version played in a castle, noteworthy
         for its aristocratic allusions not to mention its
         accomplished artistry