Where the Poetry Enters In

It is self-defeating to be rigid about rhythm with young children -- or anyone else, for that matter.  The inability to keep a steady beat may be the beginning of a truly poetic sensibility regarding movement, yielding a rare insightful fusion of body and imagination inaccessible to most body-bound types who cannot imagine leeway within a 3/4 bar.

Leeway is in danger, folks!  Appreciate it! 

Cantabile

Like most words musicians use, the meaning of cantabile has changed a great deal over time and from one side of the Alps to the other. 

To modern pianists it seems to conjure up bel canto opera arias.  To a Baroque-trained singer, however, it is quite the opposite.  Baroque vocal style relies heavily on a sense of the center of the voice and of the vowel.  Notes are not generic, pitches and range are functions of the animal organ that is our voice and we should make no effort to gloss over them.

The cantabile instruction that Bach gives his son Wilhelm Friedemann in his preface to the Inventions makes sense only in Baroque vocal terms.  It is plenty difficult to discern nonetheless.

Fantasy Dancing

Then there is the kind of dancing that people do who will never actually, physically, dance.

The freedom of movement that is accessible only to the disabled is something that eludes conventional music pedagogy.

I know how it feels to ride a horse, to jump off a high dive, to twirl on a trapeze, to win the marathon, to dance the tango--all things I do only in my heart, most of them entirely appropriate to musical expression.

On the Moderato Trail

New finding today:  In CPE Bach!  I am deeply convinced that such modifiers as moderato, un poco (as in un poco allegro), assai, imply that the "real" tempo word (usually allegro) refers not as much to speed as to metric structure.

Think about it: If allegro means essentially a ratio rhythm of 4:1 with a quarter note beat, then

• assai might mean allegro as strictly defined
• moderato might mean not as strictly defined but with a lyrical bending
• un poco allegro might mean allegro but not at all times

I prefer the word "might" to "would" as all musical definitions must be tested in each specific case.

Hearing the Performance, Then Working on the Music

The two highest forms of praise:

• Leaving the performance aware that you did not pay enough for the ticket
• Making a bee-line for the source so that you can work on the music yourself

Someone told me that the day after hearing my in-house performance of the Chopin E-flat minor Polonaise and the Liszt Valse Oubliee, No. 1 she looked up the scores the next day and deepened her experience and her pleasure. 

I am grateful that she let me know.

Why rests?

Funny how rests are such a bother:  all they do is interrupt the flow of sound which we go to so much trouble to get going.

I remember listening to a couple of young players who simply refused to stop the flow by not observing a single rest and I know from personal experience how difficult it is to contend with silence.  So why have them?

If they are taken as having as much to do with sound as with silence they may be understood as implicit question marks:

• What is the direction of my anticipated re-taking of sound: up? down?
• If no change, i.e., if I am to re-enter on the same pitch I just left have I actually rested, or does the rest indicate an interrupted long note?
• Does the rest coincide with the end of a phrase, or not?
• Am I supposed to keep the beat during the rest, or to lose track of it?  How do I know?

The Ear as Gateway

What we learn about music when we study it is precisely that, i.e., about music rather than music pure and simple.  As a result listening becomes harder and harder to cultivate as we remain distracted by notions of form, style, technique---this or that irrelevant aspect of what might be being played whether or not it engages the ear.

Music has come to mean something codified, a commodity among commodities.  Our experience of it is rarely pure and simple except in certain circumstances.  These circumstances are outstanding in that they involve deeply personal experience within a group which then unites in gratitude for the experience and in astonishment at the extent to which it has been fully shared.

I think of Barbes, the boite in Brooklyn where Rachelle Garniez plays once a month: I wouldn't miss it, partly for the reasons described above.

Also, listening to the choir at St. Thomas Episcopal Church in NYC under the direction of the late Gerre Hancock, a sound so deeply human and so richly personal that it produced a palpable agreement among the congregation that we had all been mutually engaged and transformed.