Flashing fingers fly
And dance across the keyboard
Weaving their magic.
Feet too join the dance
Executing bass figures,
Sliding as on ice.
The word toccata
Means to touch—fingers, yes, and
Heart and soul and mind.
The toccata is by nature a flashy piece of music. It typically includes fast runs of notes, and can sound like an improvisation. It is a showcase for a musician’s skills. Toccatas are typically written for a keyboard instrument, but that’s not a requirement—toccatas have been written for string instruments, and even for orchestra (the prelude to Monteverdi’s opera L’Orfeo is a toccata). While the form had its heyday in the Baroque period, with Bach, master improviser, at the summit (Toccata in D Minor, the toccata everyone knows), the form never entirely went away.
Khachaturian wrote a toccata that became very popular (the suite it came from is nearly forgotten). The link features pianist Lev Oborin, who was the first to perform it.
The Saint Paul Chamber Orchestra has a free app available for iPhone, iPad, and iTouch so you can enjoy their live concert webcasts and concert library wherever you go. The Detroit Symphony Orchestra has a free DSO To Go app which is available for iPhone, iPad, and Android.
What if you can’t make either concert? The SPCO has a free concert library that you can watch on demand. The DSO has their Replay performance archive, which is available for a year with a $50 donation to the DSO.
Silence need not fall,
Nor memories fade away.
Music will endure.
Recently, I had the honor of presenting one of my compositions at a composers circle. The blog has been quiet lately because I have been diligently preparing for that event and a major choral event.
I started writing The Lost (for George Butterworth) after a 2016 blog post for Veterans Day. At that time, I did more research into Butterworth than had appeared in the initial post, and his story affected me deeply.
He was also a folk dancer. There is film of him performing (in 1912!), alone, and as part of a group. You can see it here. At one point as four people are folk dancing, Butterworth and his friend accidentally collide, and you can see them laughing at their mistake.
Butterworth served ably in World War I. In 1916 during the Battle of the Somme, he was killed by a sniper. The fighting was so ferocious that the dead were quickly buried where they fell. Butterworth’s body was never recovered.
Butterworth: a composer, a lively, laughing dancer. Cut down. Lost.
The introduction of this piece expresses mourning for those lost in battle on the windswept fields of the Somme in France. A brief four-part writing segment asks, in disbelief, whether this is how it must be, with a resigned answer of yes, which returns later in the piece. The major key section is a paraphrase of Butterworth’s The Banks of Green Willow, as a half-remembered melody from long ago, twisted at the end by a bitterly mock-heroic snippet of an anthem as Butterworth must abandon his music to go off to war. A sudden strong C minor chord represents Butterworth’s death, and the pain of that loss, followed by resignation and the return to the introductory theme.
So, George said to Ralph,
“You should write a symphony.”
He pondered the thought.
He had some sketches,
Some tone poems that would do,
And he set to work.
After the debut,
He sent it to Germany
To a conductor.
It never got there.
A war broke out; it was lost.
What would Ralph do now?
Ralph called his friend George,
Who had been reviewing it
As it was written.
And with some others,
Ralph rebuilt the symphony.
It would live again!
That’s the story of A London Symphony of
One Ralph Vaughan Williams.
The above haiku (although simplistic) is the true story of A London Symphony by Ralph Vaughan Williams. In a biography, Vaughan Williams is quoted as saying,
We were talking together one day when he said in his gruff, abrupt manner: ‘You know, you ought to write a symphony’. I answered… that I’d never written a symphony and never intended to… I suppose Butterworth’s words stung me and, anyhow, I looked out some sketches I had made for… a symphonic poem about London and decided to throw it into symphonic form… From that moment, the idea of a symphony dominated my mind. I showed the sketches to George bit by bit as they were finished…1
The Butterworth in the quote is English composer George Butterworth, a personal favorite of mine. Vaughan Williams dedicated A London Symphony to Butterworth.
The symphony was first performed in 1914. Thereafter, Vaughan Williams sent the score to conductor Fritz Busch in Germany.
After it was posted, World War I broke out. In the chaos that ensued, the score really was lost in the mail.
Vaughan Williams called upon Butterworth and some others to help him rebuild the symphony from sketches and orchestral parts he still had.
Finally, the symphony was reconstructed. But that’s not the end of the story.
This 1913 version underwent several revisions. Vaughan Williams published the 1920 version. He revisited it again, and the 1933 version explicitly states that earlier versions should not be performed. He revised it again, and published a new version in 1936, and that’s the version that is performed today.
Except.
Vaughan Williams’s widow permitted one recording of the original 1913 score. She was so happy with the recording by the London Symphony Orchestra conducted by Richard Hickox, that subsequent performances have been made possible.3
Opinions differ strongly about these two versions. Some say Vaughan Williams said not to perform the earlier one; they say that later editing improved the symphony, giving it a tighter, more cohesive structure.
Some, however, say the removal of nearly 20 minutes of material from the 1913 version totally changed the character of the work. In its original version it is more like the tone poems it derived from, less like a symphony, and it is a darker, more contemplative work. They say Vaughan Williams cut out some beautiful melodies for the sake of conciseness. But then Vaughan Williams himself described one removed passage as “a bad hymn tune.”2
I’m not sure where I stand on this. I can see both sides. I’ve listened to both, and I’ll give you links to performances of both.
Regardless of which you prefer, you will be treated to a picture of a bustling London through its day, and, in the end, through the ages.
Lloyd, Stephen, in Ralph Vaughan Williams in Perspective, ed. Lewis Foreman, Albion Music Ltd, 1998. “The quoted text in (a) is a portmanteau of two originals, the bulk being from a letter to Sir Alexander Butterworth, father of the composer” via https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_London_Symphony.
A euphonium
Is not a sousaphone, nor
A tuba, oh no.
Though the sound goes round
And round, and emerges deep
In tone, soft or loud,
Do not believe that
Oom-pah-pah is all that you
Will ever hear—no.
For mellow is one
Of the tones that will surprise,
And, yes, delight you.
Oh, when the saints go
Marching in, the angels play
harps, cherubim, flutes;
But somewhere in the
Line, I know, you are sure to
Find, yes, a tuba.
I thought this post would be easy.
I thought I could simply contrast the tuba, euphonium, sousaphone, add some pictures, some samples, and done!
But no.
It wasn’t long before I found the saxtuba, the helicon and its ancestors the buccina and cornu, and, then Wagner came along, and…
Anyway, let’s get started. Most folks have heard of a tuba. It is the lowest-pitched of the brass instruments. There are contrabass tubas, the lowest of all, and slightly smaller (and slightly higher-pitched) bass tubas. The fundamental pitch of a contrabass tuba can be 32 Hz or 29 Hz. The threshold of human hearing is 20 Hz. Click this link to see how a tuba is made. See the world’s largest tuba here.
A euphonium is pitched an octave higher than the lowest contrabass tuba. It is also somewhat smaller. Here’s a comparison picture, showing the euphonium on the left and tuba on the right.
The brass instrument you’re likely to see in a marching band, its bright bell shining in the sun, is a sousaphone. It was popularized by John Philip Sousa, the American march king. Sousa was unhappy with the predecessor of the sousaphone, the helicon. He wanted the sound to go up over the band. And so the sousaphone was created. But the original bells pointed skyward, which became a problem when marching on a rainy day. So eventually the bell shifted to a forward-pointing position.
Sousaphone
Helicon
The helicon was derived from the saxtuba, which in turn was derived from the cornu and buccina, which signaled the Roman legions in ancient times.
Saxtuba
Cornu players (cornicen) on Trajan’s Column
You’ve probably noted the “sax” tacked onto saxtuba. There’s also a family of instruments called saxhorns. That’s because Adolphe Sax, father of the saxophone (which is actually a woodwind, not a brass instrument), was prolific in his production of brass instruments. Here’s a page cataloging various Sax instruments.
One day, Richard Wagner entered Adolphe Sax’s shop. He was looking for a certain sound for his new opera. He was shown a saxhorn, but it wasn’t quite what he wanted, so he had another instrument builder create a Wagner tuba for use in Das Rheingold, for the Valhalla theme. You can hear it here.
Steam rising from Mount Erebus, Earth’s southernmost active volcano, Antarctica. Photo credit: Eric Christian/NASA
The continent of Antarctica is an unknown land to most people. It is one of Earth’s last frontiers. It is dangerous. It is unforgiving. And it is starkly beautiful.
Antarctica has been the source of inspiration for a number of musical compositions. Here, I’d like to highlight two Antarctic symphonies.
Peter Maxwell Davies was selected to compose music with an Antarctic theme to mark the 50th anniversary of the Sinfonia Antartica. After an excursion to Antarctica, Davies wrote his Antarctic Symphony (Symphony No 8).
Davies mentioned how strongly he was affected by the roar of cracking ice and an avalanche that he experienced during the expedition, describing the avalanche as “a whisper and a hiss that paradoxically seemed to be more profoundly quiet than the previous silence.” You can read Davies’s notes on the Antarctic Symphony in the link.
This video of a calving glacier is not from Antarctica, but it might give you a sense of the wonder and, perhaps, terror, of the sounds that Davies heard, interpreted, and incorporated in his symphony.
Today in the US we commemorate those who have died while serving in the armed forces.
There is an abundance of music written for those who made the ultimate sacrifice.
Charles Ives’s Decoration Day (what Memorial Day was called at an earlier time in America) incorporates Taps into his depiction of Memorial Day proceedings in New England. Here is a performance of Decoration Day.
Sadly, I’m sure there are other notable works that I’ve omitted with a similar origin. It is utterly human and noble to try to create beauty from loss.
I salute the bravery of those who serve.
I honor the memory of those we have lost.
Boots, rifle, dog tags, and kevlar helmet stand in solitude to honor Cpl. Orville Gerena, Lance Cpl. David Parr, and PFC Jacob Spann during a service held by Battalion Landing Team 1st Bn., 2nd Marines, the ground combat element of the 22nd Marine Expeditionary Unit (Special Operations Capable), at Al Asad Air Base, Iraq Feb. 18, 2006. The three Charlie Company Marines were killed conducting counterinsurgency operations in Iraq’s Al Anbar province.