Classically Romantic by guest blogger Brooke Creswell
When Denise Dillenbeck and I were first brainstorming the opening concert of Classically Romantic, we began having conversations asking ourselves just what we mean by romanticism. Note the lower case r.
Why the lower case? Most of us know what Romanticism is, or at least we can remember enough to get a few points on an essay exam in art history or music history. By presenting the Classically Romantic Series, Denise and I wanted to go beyond the formula into what may make music romantic in any era or for that matter any art.
I tend to agree with William Fleming (Arts and Ideas) that art moves in cycles, that each cycle has its own three-part structure. Each cycle begins with the disintegration of the previous cycle, progresses to its classical apex, and flames out in glorious expansions of the elements that identify its essential style. Without letting a blog get too awfully academic, let me illustrate how this works with our first program.
The “Classical Era”, as we were taught to think of it, is usually accounted for with three composers, Haydn, Mozart, and Beethoven. Yep. But where did they come from and where did their music go? They wrote symphonies, sonatas, concertos, but they weren’t the first, and when we listen to the music of Bach’s sons, and the slew of other composers of the two or so generations before the “First Viennese School” we are listening to symphonies, sonatas, and concertos … but somehow not quite as successfully formed as those of late Papa Haydn, Mozart, and early Beethoven. And we also notice that they were also writing in forms that had been popular a century before Haydn but almost unknown in the 19th century.
Fast forward to two generations of composers after Beethoven and we still listen to symphonies, sonatas, and concertos, but these sound like Beethoven pushing and finally pushed to the extreme (think Liszt, Brahms, Mahler).
Now we have that three-part cycle. The first growing out of the disintegration of an era that had created new forms to supplant the older models, the second making perfection out of what is no longer quite new, and the third gloriously exaggerating these revered forms.
Now the point of a concert program is not pedagogical, it’s to entertain. And what we’ve done is start with a totally Romantic composer (upper case R intended) Tchaikovsky with his String Quartet in D Major. Every era has its three-part cycle including Romanticism, the final segment of Classicism. No one is more Romantic than Tchaikovsky; his music belongs in the apex of Romanticism. Then comes Schönberg whom we associate more with his early modern compositions (and, therefore, tend not to like his music) writing out of the ashes of Romanticism a string sextet pushed to its extreme, Verklärte Nacht (Transfigured Night). This is a tone poem that belongs on the orchestra stage, it is so huge in its conception and demands on individual players. That’s what happens in the late stages of any era. And that is also what the concert opener represents. J. S. Bach’s music is itself the romantic culmination of the Baroque era in music. The chaconne, a Baroque form most of which can float in and out in about five minutes and usually requires a keyboard instrument because it is variations over a repeated harmonic pattern, Bach here demands be played by a lone violinist.
It is glorious, an huge exaggeration of the musical model as well as an exploration of the outer limits of violin technique.
Whew, that’s too much stuff for a mere blog. Let’s call it a romantic blog (lower case intended).
Brooke Creswell