In the past month-ish I was thrilled to be able to attend stellar local performances of two of my favorite “contemporary classics”—intense, emotional, rarely performed (mostly for logistical reasons) masterpieces of the latter half of the 20th century. The first was George Crumb’s amplified-string-quartet-cum-four-woman-circus Black Angels, performed by four vamp-y members of NEC’s Contemporary Ensemble sporting sleek electric instruments and roses in their hair (to add a further layer of macabre, the occasion was Valentine’s Day). The second was Benjamin Britten’s War Requiem, an august affair in the South End’s cavernous Cathedral of the Holy Cross featuring the New England Philharmonic and three choirs.
The Crumb is badass, the Britten profound. What do they have in common? Well, for starters, they are both about some of the most thorough self-destruction achieved by our global society: together the two pieces cover most of the major wars of the 20th century. One of my favorite moments in the Britten (which sets, in addition to the Requiem, poetry by Wilfred Owen) is the reworked Biblical story of Abraham and Isaac, in which Abraham rejects mercy and instead “…slew his son, / And [over the course of a few millennia, one presumes] half the seed of Europe, one by one.” Look at us, mild-mannered Benjamin seems to be saying, we’ve always been fucked.
Similarly, Crumb’s jagged, schizophrenic smorgasbord is heavy on the cultural legacy side of things, medieval viol impressions and the Dies Irae juxtaposed with buzzing fighter planes (the “Electric Insects”). Black Angels has many layers of meaning—it’s an archetype of good and evil and death, but it’s also about the Vietnam War and how, again, there’s something seriously wrong with us if this is what we do with our humanity.
These two pieces both have a powerful ability to connect—history with the present, humanity with its potential for both hell and healing, the listener with the world we live in. Connection is what I personally think music is all about, and Britten and Crumb wielded the new music of their times with devastating clarity and force. So, war is still going strong in the world. What’s up here in 2012? And now for something completely different…
The MIT Wind Ensemble recently premiered a piece entitled Awakening: In Recognition of the Arab Spring by composer-in-residence Jamshied Sharifi. (I wasn’t present, but links of the pretty fine student ensemble’s performance are at the bottom of Mark DeVoto’s review.) Next to Crumb it sounds downright sunshiney, appropriate for what I suppose is a tribute to peaceful change. The second movement really grew on me (I’m admittedly also a big fan of the flugelhorn). Those skeptics among us might say there is no cause for such buoyant optimism today. I’m no political analyst though; all I can say is that music is one way I try to understand the world…
- zoe