19 August 2006

only two more days!!!!!!!!!!!

It’s been a wonderful nine weeks, but I am ready for:

Normal people
My family
My own church
My Mom’s cooking
My own bed
A regular schedule

Things I am not ready for:
80s and 90s
HUMIDITY
No bike trails
No mountains

All-in-all, I think I can handle HOME. It will be nice.
See (many of you) in a few days.

bountiful breakfasting

After all the high adventure of Independence Pass, I went back to my room and slept for perhaps 30 minutes, and then started my day again. I biked downtown to Main Street Bakery, where my quartet met with Mr. Graham, our coach. We treated him (and ourselves) to a delightfully delectable (and very filling) breakfast. We had a really nice time chatting and eating. Mr. Graham has taught us so much. He has a very unique perspective on music as a whole, and I think he was able to really help us see things differently.

Excellent as the breakfast was, there was a surprise waiting for me that I never would have seen coming. As we were getting up to leave, I heard a voice behind me. It said something like, “Better watch your back, Scott. You never know who’s going to show up.” I turned around, and there was Philip from school (editor of the Vintage, photographer, actor, singer, etc.)! I was bowled over by surprise. I never expected to meet anyone from home here. He had just come back from the Maroon Bells Wilderness area. He and some friends had been backpacking up there for about three days. They camped near Crater Lake, which I posted some pictures of earlier. It was really nice to talk with him and catch up for a bit.





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sunrise

Today we carried out the crazy plan. Perry (collaborative pianist, Bible Study) and I awoke at 4:30AM and drove up to Independence Pass to watch the sunrise. Independence Pass is (if I’m not mistaken) the highest point in the U. S. that you can drive to. All the mountains around you are Fourteeners, because you’re standing at 12,000 feet in the parking lot. It was so beautiful. We got there just as the eastern sky was beginning to turn a slightly brighter blue. The moon was still shining for all it was worth. We were being watched in a rather nonchalant manner by a doe. She was just out and about getting her breakfast. By the time we left, we hadn’t seen the sun, but there were some pretty fantastic colors in the clouds. Oh, and did I mention it was COLD? Freezing. I brought a jacket, but it helped only a little. This place is definitely above tree-line. Go much higher, and you’re above plant-line. The air is very thin, and walking is a little more difficult than it is down at 8,000 feet. The landscape? Officially labeled as Tundra. I’m very glad I was able to see all the beauty there. It was truly amazing. But next time, (if there ever is one) it probably won’t be at 4:30 AM.



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shosty five

This week our quartet had the privilege of two back-to-back performance opportunities for our Shostakovich 5. The first was on a program that one of the Seminar conductors was putting together. He had programmed Richard Strauss’ long and complicated Metamorphosen, scored for 23 solo strings. He needed something else to round out the program, so we gladly obliged. The concert was held in the Methodist church downtown. We played pretty well, but there were a few personal issues that messed up the ensemble occasionally. The next day we played on a Spotlight Recital (open by audition) held at Aspen Chapel (read: Anything-goes Religion Center). It went much better, and our coach was very pleased, as were we. There was a very small audience at both of the recitals, with perhaps a total of 25 attendees. But we were very glad for the performance opportunities. We had fun.














L-R: James (violin II), Kevin (cello), Christine (viola), me (violin I) Posted by Picasa

KBAPTET

Yes, you read correctly, KBAPTET [kuh-bap-TET]. That is the name we had chosen for our quartet. It is a horrible Anglicized transliteration of the Russian for quartet. How did we come across it? It was printed at the top of our Shostakovich. Original? No. Quirky? Yes. Cool? We think so.

a beautiful bike-ride

Thursday morning James (from my quartet and Bible study) and I took a 10-mile round-trip ride down the Rio Grande bike trail. It goes about 15 miles from Aspen down to Basalt. It’s a very pleasant, well-maintained path, with a nice gentle grade (downhill out of Aspen, uphill on the way back). It was a beautiful day, and we really enjoyed each other’s conversation, as well as looking at the beautiful landscape and wildlife. Here are a few pictures from the trip:



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apollo's fire

Tuesday evening I broke my concert-fast (which was self-imposed, regretfully, in favor of preparing for my weekly appointment with Masao Kawasaki). The delightful repast which I partook of was constituted of the Double Violin Concerto, and the 3rd, 4th, and 5th concertos dedicated to the Margrave of Brandenburg by the Great One, the illustrious, prolific, the masterful, the inspired and inspiring Johann Sebastian Bach. The wonderful performance was served up beautifully by Apollo’s Fire, the Cleveland-based Baroque ensemble. There were between 3 and six violins, three violas, three celli, one bass, and, of course, the ubiquitous basso continuo instrument, the harpsichord (very ably handled by the group’s music director, Jeanette Sorrell). They were joined for the 4th and 5th Brandenburg Concertos by Baroque recorders and a flute. Incidentally, the 5th Concerto (for Flute, Violin and Harpsichord) is the first concerto ever to include a keyboard instrument as soloist (I’m not sure if organ is counted in this statement. It depends on when Handel started writing his organ concertos).

For those of you who don’t know very much about Baroque (approx. 1600-1750) performance practice, here are a few differences from modern standards:

Instruments:
Slightly smaller than modern ones, with gut strings (sheep gut, NOT cat gut), rather than metal or synthetic core strings. The gut strings really give the string instruments a wonderful blending capability. Gut strings are, however, very sensitive to humidity, and become out-of-tune much easier than do modern ones.
Celli: No endpin to support the instrument. The player must hold up the instrument between his legs. This can be painful if you’re not used to it.

Bows:
Pre-Tourte (Tourte worked in the early 19th century) constructions vary, but most have much “pointier” tips, and many are not held in place by screws, but by a locking lever-device. Many sticks are also convex shaped, rather than the modern concave design. The bow and string have a lot more “give” to them; they aren’t as springy as modern ones.

Tuning:
Modern instruments are generally tuned to A=440-443 cycles/second, depending on the orchestra. Baroque instruments are tuned, depending on what someone thinks is the most correct (i.e. latest) scholarship, to A=415-430 cycles/second. That’s somewhere around a ½ step lower than modern instruments, in equal temperament. Here is an interesting article, if you care to look further

Vibrato:
From what I could tell, the violins and violas used it rarely, if ever. The celli used it on longer notes, but still sparingly. It creates a bright, pleasant, airy sound.

Posture:
Violinists and violists generally stand, so there’s a great deal more movement possible while playing. The harpsichordist (when playing basso continuo, not solo) has his or her back to the audience. It was the vain Franz Liszt who in the 19th century turned the piano so that women could swoon simply by seeing his profile. They must have been pretty hard-up for entertainment back then.

The performances themselves were inspiring and so very full of life. I’ve not enjoyed a concert like that in a long time. One other interesting observation I made was that they took some serious rubato in several places. I was under the impression that that was taboo in a well-informed Baroque performance, but hey, it worked. It was a very refreshing evening of music composed Soli Deo Gloria.

18 August 2006

last Bible study

Monday we had our last Bible study, so we decided to make it a grand event. We ordered pizza and drove up to Maroon Bells to study the Words of the Creator of all the beauty up there. And there was plenty of beauty to go around. We watched a nice sunset, and then the stars started peeping out one by one. By the time we left, about 10:00, they were all declaring the glory of God and boasting of His awesome handiwork. The Milky Way was very visible and there were so many stars that it was rather difficult to actually pick out constellations (though I do think I spotted Taurus for the first time ever). I was even privileged to see a satellite making its way around the earth.

We had a wonderful time in Hebrews 10 and 11, and singing and praying. I am so thankful to the Lord that He led us all here and allowed us to be such an encouragement to each other. He’s been so very good to all of us.














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09 August 2006

a couple of spectacular concerts

The first was spectacular not for the music, but for the thunderstorm. I went to hear Leonard Slatkin conduct the Aspen Festival Orchestra in Tchaikovsky’s 5th Symphony. I was really looking forward to it. Unfortunately, about the time they started the 1st movement, a great wind blew up and a storm started coming in. By the end of the movement, you couldn’t hear the orchestra (and they were pretty loud). I have never heard rain that loud. And the thunder! It echoed and reechoed through the valley, sounding like the most enormous bass drum. Obviously, things were bad. Mr. Slatkin stood there awhile after the 1st movement, waiting for the storm to subside a bit. It didn’t. Then he sat down on the podium and started talking with the front desks of strings. Then he went and got a microphone. He informed us that if it didn’t stop very soon, they would do a very unusual thing: They would skip the quiet middle movements and play the loud 4th. Then, if things were better, they would go back and play the middle movements. The parts of the last movement that I heard were very nice :-), but there was to be no 2nd or 3rd, alas. It was just a very interesting experience.

The second was a much more pleasant experience. Tenor Anthony Griffey and horn player John Zirbel joined forces with conductor James Conlon and the strings of the Festival Orchestra to give a splendid performance of Britten’s Serenade, Op. 31. It’s been one of my favorite works since I discovered a great recording of it sung by Ian Bostridge a couple of years ago. This was my first time to hear it live, and it was great. The orchestra also played Shostakovich’s huge, dark 8th Symphony, which weighs in at over an hour. Overall, it was a great concert.