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Guitar gods and circus scores: an afternoon at the symphony

Stravinsky, Piston, and the L.A. Guitar Quartet keep things light and lively at the Schnitz

Los Angeles Guitar Quartet

Los Angeles Guitar Quartet

While Eric Clapton’s pantheon of guitar gods was shredding Madison Square Garden over the weekend (old pals like Keith Richards, Buddy Guy, Robert Cray, B.B. King, Vince Gill, and Los Lobos dropped by to peel a little paint) a very different but no less rewarding form of guitar worship was going on in Portland’s Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall: the Los Angeles Guitar Quartet, backed by the Oregon Symphony, was getting down and cleanly with a little Joaquin Rodrigo.

In certain quarters the members of the quartet – John Dearman, Matthew Greif, William Kanengiser, Scott Tennant – are guitar gods themselves, though more Apollonian than Dionysian. Not that they can’t get deep inside the emotions of a piece of music. They can, and do. But they come from a different tradition of acoustic and composed music that embraces the present but also circles back to the guitar’s medieval and renaissance predecessors. And while the trademark of Clapton and friends might be to take things higher, faster, and louder, the LAGQ’s virtuosity is rooted in restraint.

The guitar quartet was the guest-star part of a program that conductor and music director Carlos Kalmar called circus music – “except for the Concierto Andaluz, but it’s played by four guitarists, which is kind of a circus by itself.” And so it was – the concert, that is: Igor Stravinsky’s quick and galumphing “Circus Polka” (1942) and the 1947 version of his ballet score “Petrouchka” (originally composed 1910-11) in the first half; Walter Piston’s sly and bouncy 1940 suite from the ballet “The Incredible Flutist” following the guitarists after intermission. It was an all 20th century program, if mostly early 20th century (Joaquin Rodrigo’s “Concierto Andaluz” premiered in 1967, and the guitar quartet’s encore, Manuel de Falla’s bumblebee-quick and ever-popular “Ritual Fire Dance,” in 1915), and there was a time when it might have been considered a first-rate pops program: it made me think of Arthur Fiedler and his emphasis on “light classics” with the old Boston Pops. No matter. On an alternatingly sunny and blustery Sunday afternoon that felt both light and breezy, so did this entertaining and deceptively challenging concert.

The best musical quartets are made up of players who are virtuosic individually but even better as an ensemble, and the LAGQ fills that bill, playing with the speed and synchronicity of a great passing basketball team: sometimes it’s tough to tell who scored the basket and who got the assist. “Concierto Andaluz” moves in ebbs and flows, quick in its fingering (it has complex meters and more than a nod to the primal rhythms of flamenco) but leisurely in its structure; and the quartet, playing a deft little passing game with the scaled-down orchestra, shows off without showing off. It was tough not to smile at this display of easy-sounding but technically difficult dexterity.

“I think ‘Petrouchka’ is my favorite Stravinsky ballet score,” my classical/opera/ballet buff younger son remarked as we settled into our seats. Not “Firebird” or “Rite of Spring”? No, he replied: “Petrouchka” seems more contemporary. Then, in his casual opening chat that is one of the advantages of attending the symphony’s Sunday afternoon concerts, Kalmar noted that “Petrouchka” is also the least popular of the three. Why? Well, the other two wind up mightily and close with a satisfying bang. “Petrouchka,” which tells the odd little tale of a lovesick puppet who is murdered by his loutish rival for the ballerina’s affections, ends not in a whimper but a quiet, caustic jeer: Petrouchka’s ghost appears on a roof above the public square, thumbing his nose at the crowd. It’s a sly, sophisticated ending, precise in its demands, and the orchestra pulled it off deftly. Stravinsky’s score is also very brassy, both in the lower and upper registers (that’s principal trumpeter Jeffrey Work expressing himself so forthrightly) and extraordinarily complex rhythmically, giving the percussionists a healthy workout. In that sense it’s definitely modernist, and it reminded me that later in his career, after he’d left Russia and Europe and moved to the United States, Stravinsky sometimes wrote scores specifically for jazz musicians.

“It seems like only the best conductors record Piston’s ‘Incredible Flutist’ suite,” the younger son said, implying that it takes a brilliant musical mind to realize that this light and impish romp of a ballet score is also a very good piece of music. Kalmar and the orchestra alike seemed convinced. They ripped engagingly and precisely through the passages of this (also) odd little tale, this one about a wandering flutist ­– principal flutist Jessica Sindell is sterling – who charms the pants off the people in a sleepy village. Again, the piece is breezy and blatty and percussive, and you could tell the players were having at least as much fun as the audience. I saw heads a-bobbin’ in the cello section, and when the orchestra got to the Circus March section where the players are called on to burst out in cheers and whistles, there was no holdin’ ’em back. Make a joyful noise, all ye lands.

At intermission the son rushed out to the lobby, took a twenty-dollar bill out of his wallet (all the cash he had) and bought a copy of an L.A. Guitar Quartet CD. “Bring it back after the show,” Michael Parsons, who was manning the sales table, told him. “They’ll be here to sign copies.” So we did, and struggled to get the damnable plastic wrapper off so it could be signed: as it happened, we’d both recently clipped our fingernails short. Eventually we managed. The woman in front of us had the same problem. “I want to get this signed,” she told the quartet’s Greif, who was sitting in the first of the assembly-line chairs, “but I just can’t seem to get this wrapping off!” He took the CD from her, displaying those impressive long and tapered fingernails that guitarists maintain for precise picking. “I can do that.” And … zip.

No doubt Clapton and Richards could do the same. But I ask you: would they stick around after a concert to autograph fans’ CDs?

NOTES:

  • The program repeats at 8 p.m. Monday, April 15. Ticket information 503-228-1353.
  • James McQuillen’s concert review for The Oregonian is here.

 

 

 

 

Oregon Mandolin Orchestra plays classical music in Portland and Hillsboro this weekend.

Oregon Mandolin Orchestra plays classical music in Portland and Hillsboro this weekend.

I guess it’s a healthy sign when a single weekend on the Oregon classical music scene literally packs more recommended concerts than one person can attend. This weekend, for example, offers a pair of excellent choral programs featuring early music. But you can see  only one of them. On Friday at Northwest Portland’s St. Mary’s Cathedral, the superb Portland choir Cappella Romana makes one of its periodic forays away from its usual Byzantine core repertoire, straying into the Iberian sounds of the great Spanish and Portuguese Renaissance composers Tomás Luis de Victoria, Duarte Lobo, and Francisco Guerrero – some of the most glorious music of the era.

Friday night’s other attractive choral concert happens at downtown Portland’s First Christian Church, when the Portland Camerata sings French and Italian Renaissance music, plus works by English Baroque master Henry Purcell and 20th century masterpieces by Arvo Part and Astor Piazzolla. It’s a shame to have to miss either of these fine programs. On the other hand, what a delightful dilemma to have.

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Dmitri and Me

A Portland composer tried to ignore Shostakovich's music. Then he heard....

Dmitri Shostakovich

Dmitri Shostakovich

BY JEFF WINSLOW

In Portland, much of March was devoted to the music of Dmitri Shostakovich, who has been firmly established in the canon of classical music for quite awhile now. Many of my fellow composers, of all ages, tell me how enthusiastic they are about his work. So I feel it’s time to make an admission. I am not a Shostakovich fan.

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Dmitri Shostakovich

Dmitri Shostakovich

Undoubtedly one of the last century’s musical giants, Russian composer Dmitri Shostakovich was as prolific as he was bold, compiling one of the most impressive outputs of string quartets since Beethoven. Twice in the past decade, including this week, Portland has been lucky to hear a complete cycle of Shostakovich’s 15 quartets, many containing the kind of personal music the Soviet authorities wouldn’t countenance in his big orchestral works. Beginning Sunday, March 10, at Portland State University’s Lincoln Hall, Friends of Chamber Music is giving Oregon another complete look at the century’s most impressive single chamber music cycle, courtesy of four concerts by the young Jerusalem Quartet, along with a welcome series of free talks, rehearsals and other audience outreach programs. Some concerts are sold out, so hurry! The series ends on Thursday. FOCM has posted some useful info on its website;  here’s a quick guide to the whole quartet cycle.

Led by Finnish conductor Hannu Lintu, the Oregon Symphony joins the Shostakovich orgy this weekend with a concert featuring his chaotic fifteenth and final symphony, containing quotations from earlier composers including Rossini and Wagner and much more, all very much worth exploring. The programs also include Mussorgsky’s “Night on Bare Mountain” (in the composer’s seldom heard original arrangement) and Saint Saens’ Spanish-scented third violin concerto, featuring soloist Benjamin Schmid.

Both FOCM and OSO shows are part of March Music Moderne, the annual Portland new music festival that gets going in earnest this weekend at Portland’s Community Music Center, with a free concert by the Free Marz String Trio and guests featuring more Shostakovich, ten short marches written by Oregon composers commemorating the centennial of Stravinsky’s music-changing masterpiece, “The Rite of Spring,” and more, including Lutoslawski’s epic string quartet. MMM’s Saturday night show at southeast Portland’s Piano Fort is an installment of The Late Now, the strangest and most fun talk show/performance event you’ve ever seen, featuring more musical modernity, humor, and more. On Sunday at the Community Music Center, Classical Revolution makes one of its many contributions to Oregon music with its showcase of new works by 10 Oregon composers.

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The Mousai perform at downtown Portland’s First Presbyterian Church Sunday.

It’s not part of March Music Moderne, but there’s no more appealing concert of contemporary music in Oregon this weekend than the Mousai’s Sunday afternoon showcase at First Presbyterian Church’s Celebration Works series. A nice complement to — and certainly more contemporary and more American than– MMM’s generally cooler, Euro-leaning midcentury modern focus, the concert offers the characteristically American (north and south) rhythms and melodies of Brian DuFord’s Gershwinesque “New York Streetscapes,” Kevin Gray’s African-influenced prepared piano work “Mebasi,” Montana composer David Maslanka’s bucolic “Blue Mountain Meadow,” Paquito D’Rivera’s (better known to jazz fans, and a fine composer) “Danzon,” and a relative oldie, French composer Darius Milhaud’s (who taught for many years at California’s Mills College) 1938 medieval-flavored wind work “King Renee’s Chimney.” The concert also includes the premiere of a brand new work the group commendably commissioned from a young Oregon composer who was featured at last summer’s Chamber Music Northwest, Katrina Kramarchuk.

There’s contemporary music and American music on the program at Consonare Chorale’s Saturday concert at Portland’s First Congregational Church of Christ, with choral music by leading American choral composer Eric Whitacre, Native American music (accompanied by the Cowlitz Indian Tribe Drumming Group), and more. At Eugene’s First Christian Church Saturday night, the Oregon Mozart Players play two works by contemporary composers: “Last Round,” Osvaldo Golijov’s plangent homage to his Argentine compatriot, the tango nuevo composer Astor Piazzolla, and the “Mirabai Songs” by another Boston-area-based composer, John Harbison, one of America’s most respected composers. Oh, and they’ll also play music by their namesake: Mozart’s own quartet arrangement of his Piano Concerto #12, with OMP music director Kelly Kuo playing the solo role.

And there is actually some even older music onstage in this month of modernity, the top choice being Musica Maestrale’s Saturday night show at Portland’s Community Music Center, featuring two top Northwest sopranos: Catherine Olson and Melanie Downie Robinson (familiar from the many other ensembles they’ve sung with) joining lutenist Hideki Yamaya and recorder virtuoso Polly Gibson in a splendid Italian Baroque program of music by Monterverdi, Strozzi, Frescobaldi and more. And there’s more Baroque music in Salem Sunday afternoon when the Salem Chamber Orchestra hosts the fun and fabulous Red Priest ensemble in music by Bach, Vivaldi and more.

News and Notes: How is a symphony season like a parrot?

The Oregon Symphony's 2013-4 season gazes firmly backwards -- and Europe-ward

American pianist Van Cliburn at the peak of his fame in the early 1960s.

American pianist Van Cliburn at the peak of his fame in the early 1960s.

Van Cliburn’s death last week occasioned some nostalgia, because the day he soared to world fame in 1962 might well have been the last time that something that happened in the classical music world really mattered to most people who aren’t already members of the increasingly cozy Classical Music Club. Cliburn’s celebrated victory in Moscow occurred at about the midpoint, or so it seems now, of American classical music’s determined swing away from contemporary culture and toward a slavish obsession with European masterworks by dead composers. The results of that disastrous turn, documented in books by historians Joseph Horowitz and (forthcoming) Greg Sandow, has been the transformation of a once vital art form (during, say, Beethoven’s heyday) to a dusty historical museum (at least on many major orchestra concert programs) increasingly disconnected from today’s culture and facing a future of dwindling audiences.

However, there’s good news on the horizon. Increasingly, more of classical music’s visionaries regard it as a living art form — and an American one. They value the rich symphonic tradition of American music, and believe that it should be nurtured by supporting and commissioning new works by living composers. In fact, the US and the West Coast in particular boast an extensive repertoire of worthy symphonic works that could fill programs for years, and the area teems with young (and not so young) composers eager for an opportunity to write more. Even little Oregon alone has a worthy roster of orchestral works by our own composers, from Lou Harrison to Robert Kyr and Tomas Svoboda, and a nascent alternative classical music culture — and burgeoning young audience — that sees the music as part of a vibrant living tradition.

That seems to be the operating philosophy of the other major West Coast orchestras. Next season’s Seattle Symphony season contains a half dozen premieres and plenty of lovely 20th century fare. In San Francisco and Los Angeles, Michael Tilson Thomas and Gustavo Dudamel (and before him, Esa Pekka Salonen) have made their orchestras more relevant to younger audiences, in part by championing contemporary composers.

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James DePreist, 1936-2013: A giant falls

The trailblazing conductor, who led the Oregon Symphony from 1980 to 2003, dies at 76

James DePeist conducting. Photo: Richard Termine/Juilliard

James DePreist conducting. Photo: Richard Termine/Juilliard

James DePreist, the robust and big-spirited conductor who raised the Oregon Symphony to “major” status and established it firmly as a full-time professional orchestra, has died.

DePreist, 76, died Friday morning, according to the Juilliard School, where he was director emeritus of conducting and orchestral studies. Cause of death was not immediately released. A large, genial, physically imposing man who was also a published poet, DePreist became music director of the Oregon Symphony in 1980 and immediately became a focus of excitement. He quickly became a beloved public figure, known for his eloquent speaking voice and dry sense of humor as well his sweeping style on the podium, where he was especially known for his grand approach to the Romantic composers. He retired from the Portland orchestra in 2003.

At a time when Portland’s arts scene was much smaller than it is now, DePreist exuded a charisma that galvanized support not just for the symphony but for the entire arts scene. For many years he was probably the best-known, and best-loved, arts figure in Oregon. Born and raised in Philadelphia, he was a nephew of the great contralto Marian Anderson, and as an African American conductor he was also an international trailblazer. He rose to prominence in 1965-66, when Leonard Bernstein named him assistant conductor of the New York Philharmonic, and later conducted most of the leading American orchestras and many of the leading international ensembles. Besides leading the Oregon Symphony for 23 years, during which he and the orchestra released 15 of his 50-plus recordings, he was leader at various times of the Quebec Symphony, Sweden’s Malmo Symphony, the Monte-Carlo Philharmonic, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Symphony Orchestra. He was also associate conductor to the National Symphony in Washington, D.C., under Antol Dorati, early in his career. In 2005, President Bush awarded him the National Medal of the Arts.

In Portland, it seemed, everybody knew Jimmy, even if they’d never met him. He managed to be simultaneously an elite figure and a regular guy, the sort of person people just naturally looked up to. He grew up a big jazz fan and kept up his enthusiasm for it. He wrote poems, and he conducted around the state even though his career often took him away for long stretches. It didn’t hurt, either, that people knew he wrote the theme song for his high school buddy Bill Cosby’s top-rated television comedy series. Jimmy had a prodigious intellect and seemed to savor life. In 1962, while on a State Department tour in Bangkok, he came down with polio, and it left him with a weak lower body that required him to sit while conducting. Yet even sitting, he almost always seemed the biggest presence in any room.

By the time he retired from the Oregon Symphony, some members of the orchestra were ready for a change to the meticulous approach of his successor, Carlos Kalmar, whose style is very different from DePreist’s big sweeping musicality. But today, across Portland, people are shaking their heads and saying, “There’ll never be another Jimmy.” And they’re right. Oregon has lost a giant.

He is survived by his longtime wife, Ginette.

In Jimmy’s honor, the Portland Center for the Performing Arts Foundation will open the ArtBar at SW Main and Broadway from 5pm-7pm, for those who would like to gather and share their memories of with others.

ArtsWatch guest post: In praise of music alive and rites ancient

Composer Jeff Winslow reviews Marie Chouinard's 'Rite of Spring' in Seattle and the Oregon Symphony

Montreal's Compagnie Marie Chouinard performs The Rite of Spring Thursday-Saturday at Portland State University

Montreal’s Compagnie Marie Chouinard performs The Rite of Spring
Thursday-Saturday at Portland State University.

 

By JEFF WINSLOW

“Heartfelt precision”—seems contradictory doesn’t it? But that’s the phrase that comes to mind when considering the Oregon Symphony’s performance Monday night. Mozart’s “Posthorn” Serenade bounced, strutted, and sang from movement to movement. The band responded crisply to music director Carlos Kalmar’s subtly flexible direction. I could never say for sure that here, they were pressing ahead, or there, they were holding back, but they never sounded mechanical. Posthorn trumpet soloist Jeffrey Work betrayed a slight nervousness, perhaps, in this way: Though his tone was pure and his intonation flawless, it sometimes happened that the first instance of a difficult phrase betrayed a slight rhythmic irregularity. But he always nailed it the next time it came up, leaving me with a smile on my face.

Mozart has some fun with this solo, like Beethoven with his rustic bassoon in the scherzo of the Sixth Symphony: It only plays when the orchestra is playing the one chord the solo instrument can hit. When the orchestra modulates away or indulges in bits of scales, the posthorn—an archaic valveless horn used to signal the arrival or departure of a courier or mailman —is silent.

After intermission, Strauss’s “Death and Transfiguration” began so softly, many in the audience didn’t seem to realize it had begun. As it gathered force, I heard subtle gradations in timbre and dynamics that I can only describe as wondrous. Aside from beautifully realizing Strauss’s orchestral skill, the OSO’s rendition brought home to me just how a committed live performance can never really be replaced by a recording. This clarity and sensitivity continued throughout the often convoluted soundworld of the piece despite its over-the-top Romanticism —so much so that, toward the end, a slightly ragged entrance by a pianissimo brass choir stuck out unexpectedly. In every other way the band really outdid themselves on this one.

Nor did they lose focus in the same composer’s “Four Last Songs,” which had I eagerly anticipated the whole night. Rising star soprano Amber Wagner, the hometown favorite (originally from Hillsboro), poured her richly colored voice into the hall, while ably avoiding the twin sins of swooping and excessive vibrato. However, I must regretfully report that, while still in the land of the heartfelt, precision seemed too eager to wander away. Did something disturb her concentration on Strauss’s mercurially shifting harmonies? A friend reported her Saturday night performance as brilliant, eliciting a roaring standing ovation and extra curtain calls, and one Strauss excerpt that pops up on YouTube betrays no such problems. On Monday, however, the ovation was slow to develop and barely supported the standard three bows.

Wagner leaned back in her chair while listening to “Death and Transfiguration,” which Kalmar presented as a prelude to the songs. Was she tired? Yet she radiated a sense of enjoyment the whole time she was on stage. The mystery was ameliorated by the continuing heartfelt precision of the orchestra, which has the last word as the evening sun goes down. Pianissimo muted brass add an inner glow to the final chord, as Strauss leaves us with one final example of his superb orchestral imagination.

Spring Fever

To recall what it’s like when an orchestra is all heart, and precision hasn’t yet been crossed off the “to do” list, I have only to cast my mind back to last Thursday’s performance of Stravinsky’s “The Rite of Spring” by the the UW Symphony Orchestra under the direction of Jonathan Pasternak, which accompanied the dancing of the Compagnie Marie Chouinard at Meany Hall on the University of Washington campus in Seattle.  (The company is bringing the dance to Portland this weekend, starting Thursday night, though with recorded music.) In honor of the 100th anniversary of the premiere of this seminal 20th century masterpiece, the UW Symphony Orchestra under the direction of Jonathan Pasternak provided live accompaniment. Of course, dance is the star of this particular touring show, but only live music in the pit can hint at the full dimensions of the infamous riot-torn premiere, which shocked the audiences of the time in every possible way—choreography, costume and story—as much as, maybe even more than, the music.

As at the 1913 premiere, the first half of the company’s program used Chopin’s music, though Chouinard’s wildly kinetic and ever-inventive choreography is worlds away from the sedate and delicate “Les Sylphides.” Since “Chopin Preludes” won’t be seen in Portland (the company is instead presenting its 1994 dance to Claude Debussy’s “Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun,” the earlier and gentler but equally revolutionary work that presaged 20th century music), I won’t go into detail, but suffice to say it fascinated and astonished and generally keyed up expectations.

So I was good and ready when intermission ended and it was time for the first bassoon of the UW symphony orchestra to sweat bullets for his famous, stratospheric opening solo. To his credit, he opened strongly and the only misstep duplicated a previous correct note. The band continued pretty much on this level: they kept it together and propelled it forward with all the heart in the world, but it was often a bit rough around the edges, and very occasionally, a piece of the puzzle turned up missing. The orchestra’s performance was nevertheless quite an accomplishment, considering that their first task was to synchronize with the intricate and often hyperactive choreography, and they were after all a student group on opening night. And who knows: it might well be that this performance was more representative of the one at the premiere—to the extent people were able to hear it over the riot—than the near-flawless performances typical of major orchestras today, and which will no doubt be on the soundtrack in Portland.

And what will Portlanders see on stage? The choreography, with its naked breasts and abundance of phallic appendages attached to what little costume is present, is probably about as outrageous as choreography can be without actually committing a violent felony onstage. In one section, dancers (of both sexes I think) even held these appendages to their foreheads and their crotches. So that measured up pretty well to the premiere also.

But of course these days we have seen everything, and there was no need for any latter-day Florent Schmitt to shout at unruly patrons, “Shut up, whores of Mercer Island!” Surprisingly the impact was somewhat diffuse. (In fairness to Chouinard, she warns you in her program notes that she’s not interested in following the traditional narrative.) A dance I’d looked forward to from seeing a preview video, involving rising and falling horned heads during the Procession of the Oldest and Wisest One, turned out to occur during a different part of the piece, and while effective enough, in the preview it had been riveting.

The original Rite evoked an ancient human sacrifice ritual. But at the moment when the sacrificial victim normally is first spotlighted, the only dancer on stage was male. This raised an interesting possibility of gender substitution, but that dancer didn’t consistently remain the center of attention through the rest of the piece.

In general there was little obviously coordinated choreography for the full company (read “tribe”), so it was hard to get much of that sense of mob-driven menace that’s never far away in the music. And yet the various rituals and antics did indeed convey a glimpse of elaborate customs whose meaning has been lost in the distant past.

Of course the music wound me up as it always does, even when I play it badly on the piano. I certainly had no trouble staying awake, which I’ve been known to struggle with after drinking so much wine with dinner even with my cautionary double espresso. But all in all I came away from this interpretation, fascinating as it was, without ever really having felt the earth move.

Portland’s White Bird Dance presents Compagnie Marie Chouinard’s The Rite of Spring Thursday through Saturday at Portland State University’s Lincoln Hall.  Jeff Winslow is a Portland composer and pianist, and a founding member of Cascadia Composers.

Cappella Romana sings Rachmaninoff -- again -- this weekend.

Cappella Romana sings Rachmaninoff again this weekend in Portland and Seattle.

The classical music season hasn’t quite cranked up to speed yet, but there’s a couple of strong shows onstage this weekend.

The major concert of the new year so far features the great choir Cappella Romana returning to the scene — and composer — of one of last year’s finest concerts. That one featured Sergei Rachmaninoff’s famous All Night Vigil, and this time, they’re singing much less frequently performed sacred masterpiece by the same composer, 1910′s “Divine Liturgy of St. John Chrysostom.” Although it uses the form of Russian Orthodox mass, this music (hidden behind the old Iron Curtain for years) embraces influences from chant to Tchaikovsky to late Romantic harmony, all yoked together by the composer’s orchestral mastery (applied to voices here) and lyricism. They’ll sing it at Portland’s St. Mary’s Cathedral on Friday and Trinity Episcopal Cathedral on Sunday, with a Seattle performance in between.

Also this weekend, popular pianist Andre Watts joins the Oregon Symphony in Beethoven’s mighty “Emperor” piano concerto #5. Rising young German conductor Christoph Konig also leads the OSO in Schumann’s (appropriately for this weekend’s forecast) sunny, tuneful Symphony #1 and Paul Hindemith’s colorful, concise Concerto for Orchestra.

 

Cappella Romana and Portland Baroque Orchestra made beautiful music together in 2012.

Cappella Romana and Portland Baroque Orchestra made beautiful music together in 2012.

The pause in performances at the outset of the new year offers a chance to take a deep breath and try to draw some conclusions from the flurry of events that filled Oregon’s — and particularly Portland’s — classical music scene in 2012. Usually, we’re too busy here just trying to tell our readers what’s about to happen or what just happened. So rather than presenting only the usual “here’s what I saw — again” recap, I’ll offer a quick overview, and then say a bit more about what it means. Naturally, I could attend only a fraction of the many worthy performances around even Portland, much less the rest of the state, so this take is far from comprehensive or definitive. And apologies in advance for the worthy work I did see and unintentionally left out– when you attend several concerts per week over the course of a year, it’s easy to let a few slip the memory banks. Moreover, it excludes much worthwhile nonclassical music I heard last year, from taiko and Indian music to jazz, rock and much more.

First, though, we have to note some of the comings and goings in the Oregon classical scene: departures in leadership at the Portland Columbia Symphony, Oregon Symphony, Chamber Music Northwest, and other institutions, and arrivals at the Oregon Mozart Players, Choral Arts Ensemble, Eugene Symphony, Portland Opera and more. Sadly, the music suffered some serious losses — we salute the memory of Anne Dhu McLucas, Obo Addy, Franya Berkman, and others. Classical music is, or should be, ever-renewing.

Peak Performances

The quality of orchestral performances I saw continued to rise, led by the Oregon Symphony, which just seems to get better and better, not only from year to year, but often even from concert to concert. As I noted last spring, and will again soon, I still think the programming caters to too narrow an audience, but last year’s programs boasted a number of relatively fresh gems — from a brilliant little piece called “Drip”  by a young American composer Andrew Norman to newish works by Thomas Ades, Sofia Gubaidulina, John Adams and others — and always able, often superb performances of museum music. I hope the orchestra can continue raising its performance standards under whoever replaces the departed executive director Elaine Calder, but it’s already made such enormous strides in that regard that it now can afford to also look to other areas of improvement — community outreach, contemporary programming, etc. Last season’s concluding concert featuring John Adams’s “City Noir” and Igor Stravinsky’s “The Rite of Spring” was one of the city’s top classical music events of the 21st century.

It’s great to see the state’s flagship orchestra raising its game, but for me, last year’s most valuable classical players had to be Portland Baroque Orchestra, which staged a series of memorable concerts last year, topped by a stirring performance of Handel’s “Dixit Dominus” and a year-ending “Messiah” with Cappella Romana. PBO has really become an all-star ensemble of players from up and down the West Coast, and its vigorous performances regularly draw strong crowds and rapturous receptions from its fans. If I had to recommend only a single classical music event to an Oregon visitor, it would be: catch a PBO concert.

Portland’s choral music scene also continued its resurgence, which we discussed at length earlier this year. As we chronicled in numerous posts,  In Mulieribus, Oregon Repertory Singers, Cappella Romana, Resonance Ensemble and other choirs produced some of the year’s diverse and musical accomplished moments — often featuring the same core group of star singers.

Third Angle & Resonance Ensemble proved a potent combination.

Third Angle & Resonance Ensemble proved a potent combination. Via Tom Emerson Photography.

¡Viva la Revolución!

Another welcome Portland development in 2012 was the continued growth of the city’s indie classical music scene, which (along with another story on the city’s visual arts scene) was chronicled in the Wall Street Journal. Admittedly, a few groups (temporarily, I hope) retrenched. I saw little from Electric Opera Company, Contemporary Portland Orchestra Project’s status is uncertain with its founder’s departure for graduate school, and FearNoMusic took the autumn off for a reboot, but looks to come back strong in 2013. Opera Theater Oregon produced mostly its intriguing but less-ambitious (and less expensive) Opera vs. Cinema series rather than full scale productions, although two it did mount, a reduced version of Debussy’s “Pelleas & Melisande” and Gian Carlo Menotti’s “The Old Maid & the Thief,” provided some of the year’s most enjoyable music/theater moments.

But the positives were many. Classical Revolution PDX really blossomed last year, with its monthly chamber jams at Northeast Portland’s Waypost soaring in attendance (they’re always jam-packed now) and quality; performance standards seem to have risen substantially, with some of the city’s top musicians occasionally sitting in, and even those amateurs who are dusting off long-closeted instruments apparently rehearsing a lot more. The sessions can stretch to three hours but because they transpire in such a relaxed, informal setting (you can come and go as you please, quaff beer, chat, and munch, and no shushing is allowed), there’s no cover charge (though donations are eagerly encouraged and accepted), and the variety of music and performers is so wide, they’re never boring. CRPDX even held the stage at Alberta Rose Theater, with relatively high quality performances that needed no apology. With something like 200 musicians on its call list, and an increasing reputation as a place where musicians can try out new works in a supportive atmosphere, Classical Revolution has become a vital part of the city’s classical music scene.

Similarly, Cascadia Composers expanded its ambit, offering a wider and much-needed variety of music (particularly by female composers) and producing a concert of homegrown music on the average every six weeks or so. The organization also hosts sessions in private homes in which composers present and discuss their works. It would give the community a useful insight into process of creating music if those monthly talk/demos happened in a public space, much like CRPDX’s chamber jams. I hope a suitable venue, with piano, might offer such a regular opportunity. Can the group continue its impressive growth now that sedulous founder David Bernstein has retired from the leadership?

More pop-oriented groups that embrace classical instruments and influences, such as Vagabond Opera and Portland Cello Project, also enjoyed a busy year with new albums and many performances.

Third Angle New Music Ensemble continues to go from strength to strength, producing two vauntingly ambitious programs (in a productive partnership with the great Resonance Ensemble chorus) that ranked at the top of the year’s classical offerings: a gorgeous performance of Morton Feldman’s haunting 20th century classic, “Rothko Chapel,”and other works by the composer and his mentor/colleague, John Cage, and another concert devoted to one of today’s greatest composers (and a Northwesterner to boot), John Luther Adams’s “Earth and the Great Weather.” 3A’s composer commissioning project proved especially valuable last year, generating excellent new works by emerging composers from the Northwest and beyond. They even took Oregon music to China! Third Angle is an Oregon music treasure.

Before taking its short sabbatical, the city’s other veteran new music ensemble, FearNoMusic, produced perhaps the year’s single most fascinating music event: a multifaceted tribute to John Cage at YU’s capacious southeast Portland art space. (Although not primarily a music group, the theatrical group The Late Now also included some of Cage’s music in a similarly crowded and enjoyable Cage tribute later in the year.) FNM’s other shows, including a 20th anniversary concert that culminated in a huge group performance of Terry Riley’s minimalist masterpiece, “In C,” were also among the year’s most valuable.

A third all-contemporary music group, Northwest New Music, broke through the decades-long 3A/FNM duopoly on new sounds by producing several fascinating concerts of modern music, including great performances of music by composers like George Crumb, Iannis Xenakis and Peter Maxwell Davies. Although it’s fantastic that the city can support three different new music ensembles, the fact that that deserves special mention shows how ridiculously regressive America’s classical music scene became in the 20th century. Before that, most classical concerts were new music concerts — and the new music was by composers like Beethoven, Liszt, and so on. There’s plenty contemporary classical music that’s both innovative and accessible to broader audiences than the usual narrow classical demographic, so even three new music ensembles isn’t nearly enough to bring a fraction of it to Oregon listeners.

Festival Fervor

Which is why it’s been so heartening to see so much contemporary music offered by both indie classical groups and the older, more established institutions during the annual March Music Moderne festival curated by composer Bob Priest. Necessarily limited by its indefatigable creator’s unapologetically singular vision, MMM still somehow managed, on dental floss budget (slimmer than shoestrings), to provide a wide spectrum of contemporary sounds and cross-promotion opportunities, from some of the state’s largest classical music organizations (like the Oregon Symphony) to the smallest and quirkiest (the Peculiarium). Every concert — many of them free or at easy to swallow prices — offered music that intrigued, fascinated, or both. Many of the concerts from established organizations might have happened anyway, but the festival provides an important frame and incentive for contemporary sounds — and thereby for revitalizing our musical culture with today’s music. For me, the highlights included the first Portland visit by the great Vancouver, BC composer Hildegard Westerkamp, who concocted several of her celebrated soundscapes in an unforgettable concert at the Old Church; concerts by the Free Marz  String Trio and Cherry Blossom Musical Arts (the latter at BodyVox studios, the former at Coho Theater), and Classical Revolution (featuring Austin composer Graham Reynolds and others) at the Blue Monk.

Contemporary music also appeared in Portland Opera‘s dazzling production of Philip Glass’s 21st century opera, “Galileo Galilei,” at the wonderfully intimate Newmark Theater; the music, though not top notch Glass, was still enjoyable, as were the opulent set design and costumes. Portland State University’s renowned opera program also staged a memorable 20th century opera, Francis Poulenc’s searing “Dialogues of the Carmelites.” And speaking of young musicians and contemporary music, Portland Youth Philharmonic‘s concert featuring the great 20th century American composer Henry Cowell’s Persian set and music for Persian and Western instruments by Portland composer Bobek Salehi, proved that the youngsters can not only handle contemporary and local sounds, but that audiences enjoy it.

Other festivals brought world class musicians to Oregon. The Oregon Bach Festival continued to benefit from director John Evans’s gradual overhaul, presenting a powerful Oregon debut performance of Michael Tippett’s 20th century classic, “A Child of Our Time.” Portland Institute of Contemporary Arts‘s annual Time-Based Arts Festival offered much more than merely music, with the standouts for me being performances by Faustin Linyekula, Gob Squad, and a striking alfresco concert of soundscapes by Portland composers curated by one of the city’s emerging new music stars, Claudia Meza.

Chamber Music Northwest‘s summer festival also continued to freshen its approach with performances (usually involving its emerging artist Protege Project) in alternative venues, with a show at BodyVox studio, the Emerson Quartet’s performance of Beethoven’s “Grosse Fugue,” and a Baroque concert with Michala Petri among several standouts. CMNW also offered enjoyable new music from Portland’s own David Schiff, New York composer Aaron Kernis, and more, and a zippy concert by the young Time for Three trio that felt fresher than anything else onstage last summer.

Fab fiddlers Gilles Apap and Kevin Burke jammed with 45th Parallel.

Fab fiddlers Gilles Apap and Kevin Burke jammed with 45th Parallel.

Valuable Visitors

Speaking of chamber music, almost every concert I attended presented by Friends of Chamber Music last year featured superlative performances by some of the world’s finest small ensembles. It’s inspiring to see those groups (including the Parker Quartet, Trio Con Brio Copenhagen, the Shanghai Quartet, Pacifica Quartet, the amazing Takacs Quartet, and others) imbuing the classics with so much passion.

It was especially gratifying to see so much compelling new music from visiting musicians like San Francisco’s Kronos Quartet and Chanticleer, Brooklyn Rider, Hauschka (brought by Portland Piano International to the Portland rock club, Doug Fir Lounge), intrepid New York pianist Adam Tendler (who played a fabulous version of John Cage’s mid-20th century classic “Sonatas and Interludes for Prepared Piano”) and the uncategorizable ensemble Swarmius (both sponsored by Portland State University). Seattle’s Pacific MusicWorks (brought by PBO) magnificent, historically informed performance of a Baroque classic, Monteverdi’s “Vespers of 1610,” ranked among the very finest concerts of the year.

Local musicians also presented plenty of chamber music (much of it included in the above discussion) at Portland State University’s Lincoln Hall, First Presbyterian Church’s marvelous Celebration Works series, the Community Music Center, the Old Church, and elsewhere. I tended to remember best those that varied the usual formula, with a shining example being 45th Parallel’s inclusion of two of the world’s greatest nonclassical fiddlers in its May concert: the legendary England-born, Portland-based Celtic fiddler Kevin Burke (with his long-time musical partner, Trail Band guitarist Cal Scott) and the great French violinist Gilles Apap. After delightful performances of music of Bach, Ligeti and more, a jam session ensued that featured 45th Parallel violinist Greg Ewer (who’s also played in bluegrass bands) gamely joining in on the fun in one of the most memorable concerts of the year.

Ewer, whose fine work in the Oregon Symphony, PBO, Pink Martini and Third Angle makes him one of the state’s most versatile and valuable classical musicians, also left the classical comfort zone to participate in one of my favorite classical music moments of 2012: a story for Willamette Week in which he played on downtown Portland street corners for tips from passersby. Seeing how a chance encounter with well played classical music can affect and move even listeners who don’t listen to it regularly bolstered my faith in the music’s lasting power.

Unfortunately, as often happens in journalism, WW didn’t have room to run most of the interviews I did with the passing Portlanders who dropped bills and coins in Ewer’s battered violin case. Here’s one:  “I just spent $17 on a pair of movie tickets for me and my wife,” said a middle aged man in green shirt and khaki shorts from Beaverton who’s visiting downtown for the day. Sam isn’t a classical music fan (“mostly hip hop, some R&B, rock”) but “I was a little stressed after trying to find a place to park and it calmed me down to hear him play. I had a couple extra dollars in my pocket, times are tough and [Ewer’s] standing in the sun playing beautiful music.”

That’s what I heard over and over from appreciative passersby: “Classical music adds beauty to the city.” When the Washington Post staged a similar experiment with Joshua Bell, the writer lamented how many passersby ignored the great violinist. But I was actually encouraged by the positive response by so many recession-weary Portlanders to their unexpected encounter with beautiful music played beautifully.

Reminders of that beauty were especially needed in the face of a couple of dark moments: the horrendous massacre at Newtown, Connecticut, followed by Portland Baroque Orchestra’s magnificent “Messiah,” and a benefit for Portland choral singer Brian Tierney, which brought colleagues from all the city’s top choirs to raise funds to reimburse his medical expenses after a still unexplained shooting. Happily, Tierney was soon back on stage, singing beautifully. In such cases, music is more than a distraction from reality’s often-troubling side — it beckons us toward our capacity to create beauty, not just destroy it.

Greg Ewer busked in downtown Portland.

Greg Ewer busked in downtown Portland.

Musical Ecology

Maybe the best news about Oregon classical music in 2012 is that there was so much of it, and in so many places beyond the usual suspects in bars and clubs (for example, McMenanmin’s monthly series and CRPDX’s Waypost jams), as well as churches and concert halls. That’s generally a good thing, but there’s another side to the proliferation of performances. I used to think that the more the merrier — any performance of classical music is better than none. It’s important to remember that, unlike die-hard classical music fans and music journalists, some audience members may never have experienced, say, a Beethoven symphony or Mozart piano concerto or Haydn string quartet live, even in the traditional stage setting.

But while it’s healthy to see so many performances, there’s a legitimate concern that if new listeners (in particular) encounter passionless or incompetent or simply boring classical music in expensive, formal stage settings, they may falsely conclude that classical music is itself boring. (I’ve taken friends whose musical tastes run more to metal than Mendelssohn to passionate string quartet performances and found them utterly transfixed. But too many others see a tedious performance and decide that they’re all like that.) The difference between a yawn-inducing performance and a really vibrant one makes all the difference, in any art form.

So, looking ahead now instead of back, I’m wondering now whether it might be healthier for Oregon’s classical music scene — which I desperately want to see survive and flourish –to leave the museum performances of overplayed warhorses on the formal stages mostly to the professionals who really have the time and chops to play that music with the technical and interpretive skills that make it truly come alive. However much the musicians may enjoy playing the classics, what matters most for the health of the music scene is how audiences respond, particularly when they’re shelling out serious shekels for tickets.

Does that mean there’s no room for other performances of classical warhorses? Of course not. But if a solo or group performer is going to take yet another shot at a classic that’s been played a zillion times already, and they lack either the skill or time to invest in playing it with real zest and power, shouldn’t they offer audiences another fresh element, either in repertoire or format? I’m thinking of Classical Revolution PDX’s always enthusiastic but often delightfully rough and ready chamber jams at the Waypost and Someday Lounge, which compensate for relatively lower quality level by providing a refreshing informality, intimacy, and affordability. In fact, 45th Parallel is doing just that in its next concert in February, devoted to music by modern composers. Similarly, excellent performers like FearNoMusic and Third Angle offer more than just competent, often superior playing — they give us the shock of the new, the thrill of hearing music written in our time we may have never heard, or at least heard live, before.

The need for more new music in Oregon classical concerts is really a subject for another time — specifically, March, when the next edition of March Music Moderne happens. We’ll talk much more about that then. In the meantime, please tell us about some of your own favorite Oregon musical moments from last year in the comments.

Of course you didn’t mean to, but the holidays can be hectic, so many cards to send, gifts to give. Fortunately, there’s still time to give  that music lover a gift (via actual CD or downloadable file) of homegrown music by Oregon musicians — including some holiday sounds, though not always the most conventional.

dropintheocean“A Drop in the Ocean,” Portland State University Chamber Choir:  Anyone chancing upon this music without knowing who’s singing would be shocked to discover that it’s a college choir. This sometimes luminous new CD provides tangible proof that director Ethan Sperry has restored the PSU to its former ranks among the nation’s finest collegiate choirs. Recorded in the (occasionally overly) reverberant acoustics of Portland’s First United Methodist Church and St. Stephens Catholic Church, the disc radiates a plush, reverent sound, from the striking opening “O Salutaris Hostia” and title track by contemporary Latvian composer Eriks Esenvalds through the closing Haitian voodoo songs that regularly spice the choirs often thrilling live performances. The disc would have benefited from another of those upbeat numbers to break up the rich but poky sequence of tracks — Thomas Dorsey’s gospel classic “Precious Lord” and works by Rachmaninoff, Verdi and Georgy Sviridov’s “Having Witnessed a Wondrous Birth,” which nearly sends the album into a stall before it picks up with Sperry’s clever arrangement of the inevitable “Hallelujah” (which like every cover I’ve heard loses some of Leonard Cohen’s original slyness amid the earnestness) and a strong closing stretch run.

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“Now make we joye: Renaissance Christmas and other Celebratory Music,” Ensemble De Organographia, Oregon Renaissance Band: Phil and Gayle Neuman not only study Renaissance music, teach the other members of their bands to play it in the manner it was intended by its creators, and play many of the archaic instruments themselves — but they also make their own replicas of those original curtals, sackbutts, douçaines, racketts, ayacachtlis, tartolds, cornamusens, krummhorns (quack!), schreierpfeifes, violas da braccio, cants, shawms, and more. The album also boasts more familiar sounds of violin, guitar, recorders, bagpipes and Gayle Neuman’s affectingly and appropriately artless voice. And if you want to see as well as hear those colorful noisemakers, you can check out their CD release concerts Friday and Saturday at Portland’s Community Music Center or Sunday at Gresham’s St. Aidan’s Episcopal Church, which will likely contain much of the music on this disc, by Europeans such as Michael Praetorius, William Byrd, and even composers from Latin America.

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“This England,” Oregon Symphony:

After its triumph with last year’s program of music by British composers Ralph Vaughan Williams, Benjamin Britten and American John Adams, the OSO goes all-English. Billed as a “super audio CD” by Pentatone Classics, it still struggles with the acoustic limitations of the recording venue, Portland’s Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, and even if these live recordings (made in live concerts there in February and May of this year) can’t quite match the power I experienced hearing these recordings in person, they achieve admirable depth and clarity that bring out unexpected elements in both major 20th century English compositions. Unlike last year’s rendition of Vaughan Williams’s previous, knottier symphony, this excellent new recording can’t surprise as many listeners who are doubtless more familiar with the more popular 1943 Symphony #5. But the OSO’s taut performance doesn’t wallow in superficial pastoral pleasures, finding depths that some other performances miss. Their even fiercer performance of Benjamin Britten’s popular “Sea Interludes” from his great opera “Peter Grimes” fully captures its drama. Both major works and the engaging opener, “Cockaigne,” Edward Elgar’s postcard to London circa the English equivalent of the Belle Époque, demonstrate the tightly wound expressiveness and sharp ensemble that music director Carlos Kalmar and the current crew (notably here the brass section) have developed in recent years, and this recording can proudly stand alongside other top versions by the likes of the London Symphony Orchestra. But the fact that these last-century works have been much recorded by other major orchestras raises another question: how about an album from our taxpayer-supported orchestra called “This Oregon”?

PSGBy Request … Girlchoir Favorites,” Portland Symphonic Girlchoir: These selected live performances (accompanied by pianists Kay Doyle and Tamara Still) from concerts in 2008-10 covers a remarkable range of territory, from spirituals to contemporary choral works to Duke Ellington tunes — a nobly ambitious effort in which the girls catch the bluesy feeling but not the swing; we’re so spoiled by the flexible phrasing of some of the greatest solo singers in this repertoire that square choral performances can come off a little stiff — and more. Even the very young choristers turn in surprisingly affecting performances in a disk that demonstrates the value of one of Oregon’s most beloved institutions for young musicians.

singnswingsmall-148x148“Sing & Swing the Season,” Portland Gay Men’s Chorus: The 130-voice choir sings 18 carols and Hanukkah songs ranging from Leroy Anderson’s “Sleigh Ride” to Morten Lauridsen’s shimmering “O Magnum Mysterium.” The chorus sounds focused and engaged for such a large, non-professional group, and a small band lends lively accompaniment. Artistic director Bob Mensel builds the sound to impressive heights in Franz Biebl’s famous “Ave Maria,” even if he makes the unusual decision to take different tempos for different verses. A party breaks out for “Kay Thompson’s Jingle Bells” and the final track, “The Merriest.”