"Being right can stop all the momentum of a very interesting idea." -- Robert Rauschenberg, 1925-2008
With the orchestra and conductor Stephen Lord on stage for a
rehearsal of Tales of Hoffmann -- the
season premiere for Opera Theatre of St. Louis -- this morning, in the Green
Room I spied the most curious sight: Mike Lynch and two Henchmen and
percussionist
For those of you who were unable to attend the sold out Carmina Burana concerts this past week,
I can now inform you of the mystery effect that was part of Christopher Theofanidis'
Rainbow Body. As the work moves
toward its mesmerizing, shimmering, harmonically convergent finale, from those
musicians who aren't engaged with a mouthpiece comes what has been described as
a "beer-hall yell," an exultant whoop to match the ecstatic progression of the
music. The story goes that when the London Symphony was first rehearsing the
work, the musicians spontaneously made this noise, and upon hearing it, the
composer made it forever part of the score. An SLSO fan who had heard the Detroit Symphony perform Rainbow Body, said of the effect: "It's such an obvious, pedestrian sound, but it's so incongruous with the
rigidity that I associate with big time orchestras. Even when I figured out
what it was, I couldn't believe what was happening. These orchestral string
players were (gasp!) shouting? Don't they know this is a real concert
hall? We don't allow that sort of nonsense!"
The other day the man who delivered the Playbills reminisced
about his high-school graduation in Powell Hall back in '82. Powell has served
as the ceremonial vessel for high-school and college graduations for
generations. Today (Friday)
An SLSO fan writes, in response to the last post on
Christopher Theofanidis' Rainbow Body:
I visited the stage after Rainbow Body rehearsal to inquire about a certain effect that I am not going to give away in this post. I think it should be kept a secret and you should be surprised when it happens in performance. Zip. My lips are sealed.
The joke around the stage prior to rehearsal this morning was "Can I play a little softer for you? Am I playing too loud?" This was in response to a front page Post-Dispatch story that appeared Monday about the decibel levels of a symphony orchestra and the long-term effects on musicians.
As you walk along the
Principal Viola
As I've mentioned before, you hear music all over the hall on any given day at any given time: fiddling in the lunch room, a string quartet in the Green Room, brass warming up in the boiler room. This morning I heard some sizzling violin playing coming from, of all places, the conductor suite. And then I remembered that our guest violinist is also our guest conductor this week, Leonidas Kavakos.
