Discovering Pierre Boulez
by Gwen Herat at the Royal Festival Hall, London
Musing around the Royal Festival Hall trying to pick a concert in the
next two days. I was getting somewhat bored. My favourite, Vladimir
Jurowski was not conducting in the next forty-eight hours and was not
much impressed with the others. Next thing I knew was that I stumbled on
another composer whose music I had not heard before.
Pierre Boulez and who is he?
My curiosity did not kill the cat. Phew: Is every living composer a
legend. I though this was crazy. One week before I went through this
same experience when I attended that BBC Symphony Orchestra’s prom on
Sir Harrison Birtwistle and at the end of the concert, I came out
convinced Sir Harrison to be a living legend. And now; it is Boulez. My
curiosity did not stop there and ended up listening to some of his
tapes. It struck me Boulez to be robust and fulsome with some heavenly
scores and too good to be true. No wonder the Southbank Centre is all
excited for Exquisite Labyrinth which is weekend Festival of Six
concerts dedicated to his 60 years of compositional hell-raising.
Pianist
Earlier, Boulez had conducted the Berlin Staatskapelle with
world-renowned pianist, Daniel Barenboim at the Royal Festival Hall just
three months ago. His scores for the concert had been;
Wagner-Eine Faust Overture, Liszt – Piano Concerto No. 2 in A, Wagner
– Siegfried Idyll, Liszt – Piano Concerto No. 1 in E flat.
Then, this weekend I was lucky to attend the Weekend dedication to
this great composer/conductor at the Southbank Centre and listen the
Exquisite Labyeinth being performed.
And then I discovered the real Pierre Boulez,
He had been the mythically all-powerful, all-consuming avant-grade
musician. The twinkle-eyes, snowy-haired though supposedly a Satanic
source, was nothing of the sort. I was expecting to hear bell-raising
music but it was nothing of the sort. This Frenchman; all suave even
while advancing towards seventy, appeared more of an Englishmen.
He had been sort of a picky person rubbing against many people or
being arrogant at times. He had disrupted Stravinsky premières and
insisted that opera houses should be blown up.
Symphony
He loathed certain music and was open about them. He even rubbed
against his teacher, the iconic Messiaen, calling Tarangalila Symphony
vulgar and told his master about it. This score had been one of
Messiaen’s greatest works and the composer never spoke to Boulez for the
next five years.
Apparently, Boulez had been an angry young man who always wanted
things to go his way. Did I find this temperaments in his music. I did
or I imagined but Boulez is a composer I can easily forget with time.
He had never studied orchestration professionally but with his stint
with the Folie Bergere of which I never thought much for a future
composer. However, with re-orchestrating Tchaikovsky for the theatre,
was a massive impetus for Boulez towards his future greatness. He never
turned back since.
The test of a great composer or conductor is the ability to reveal
new depths in familiar or not-so familiar score of great masters and
build a bridge between them and today’s music lovers like me whose
passion never decreases.
That is what I found in Vladimir Jurowski who I am missing this
season as I have to return to Sri Lanka before he picks up his baton. To
me sometimes, the complexity of a newly-found composer such as Pierre
Boulez can be a challenge. But the test of great music is its capacity
for endless re-interpretations and I find Boulez doing it right now or
been done for him at the Royal Festival Hall.
Boulez’s top five scores
Sur Incises (1996-98) for three pianos, three harps and three tuned
percussions; is a whizzing firecracker of a piece in which the most
ravishing French sounds this side of Debussy are sent on a half-hour
rollercoaster ride.
Notations: For Piano (1945) and for orchestra (1978) present are
pill-sized vignettes, bursting with all sorts of neon colour, like an 18
certificate Kinderszenen.
Pli Selon Pli (1957-62) for soprano soloist and orchestra was once
put down by Igor Stravinsky as ‘pretty monotonously and monotonously
pretty’. It is in fact one of the most delicate musical waves
imagination, a masterfully soft crochet of technique and feeling. The
Piano Sonata No.2 (1947-8)a glimpse into what a floral youngster, the
22-year old Boulez must have been before the focus of the real world
that tamed him. La Marteau Sans Maitre (1953-55) sound like’ ice cubes
clicking together in a glass’ wagged Stravinsky.
The strangely cocktail-lounge instrumentation; guitar, xylorimba and
vibraphone; does give it the whiff of the jazzbar. But this is not so
bad.
So, did I discover Pierre Boulez.... I guess, I did.
Did I discover his music? ..... I guess no.
Age no bar. Pierre Boulez in full control. |