{"id":2767,"date":"2011-01-29T22:43:57","date_gmt":"2011-01-29T22:43:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/meeseeks:5080\/blog\/?p=2767"},"modified":"2024-10-17T12:05:16","modified_gmt":"2024-10-17T12:05:16","slug":"last-tango-in-braidwood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/2011\/01\/last-tango-in-braidwood\/","title":{"rendered":"Last Tango in Braidwood"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p>Here is a review of a concert of student compositions, held at the then <a href=\"http:\/\/music.anu.edu.au\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Canberra School of Music<\/a>, on 31 October 1978, which I wrote at the time. <\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p>It is interesting that the student composer of one of the least impressive works played at that concert should end up as a professional composer&nbsp; (Knehans), while that of the most impressive, it seems, did not (McGuiness). But the style of McGuiness&#8217; piece was closer to what we now call <a href=\"http:\/\/www.kylegann.com\/downtown.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">downtown<\/a>, and I have never been much impressed with uptown contemporary music, despite its hold on the academy and the new music establishment.&nbsp; My sympathies for downtown and antipathy to uptown music has as much to do with the <a href=\"http:\/\/meeseeks:5080\/blog\/2010\/08\/what-is-music-for\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">various aspirations<\/a> of these styles as with how the resulting music sounds.<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p>Ian Davies:&nbsp; <strong>Last Tango in Braidwood or I Might be Wrong. <\/strong>Very good &#8211; at times impressionistic, at other times expressionistic.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Owes a lot to Sculthorpe (before his turn to late romanticism).&nbsp; Good stereo effects. Held together well, except for the ending.&nbsp; The last 15% of the piece would be better deleted and replaced by something much shorter, and more unified with the first 85%.<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p>Alexandra Campbell: <strong>Harmonic Music. <\/strong> More harmonic than Davies&#8217; piece, but not at all traditional. The piece seemed to lack any unifying idea, and just seemed a series of random statements, the phrases disconnected and unrelated.&nbsp; A pity, because some of the individual phrases were nice-sounding.&nbsp; Showed clear understanding of instrumental possibilities, especially the winds &#8211; perhaps fittingly for a composer who plays the oboe.<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p>Richard Webb: <strong>Cube. <\/strong> If the previous piece was incoherent, this was completely incomprehensible.&nbsp;&nbsp; Like listening to someone speaking in an unknown foreign language, not even the individual phrases made sense.&nbsp; The piece was just a cacophony of effects, overloud and overlong.<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p>Richard Webb: <strong>Maya.<\/strong> A tape realization, this was also overloud and overlong. Not <em>gebrauchsmusik<\/em>, but <em>boretheaudiencemusik<\/em>.&nbsp;&nbsp; Listening to electronic special effects in 1978 brings to mind only <em>Star Wars<\/em> and science fiction novels, so perhaps these effects can&#8217;t be used any longer.&nbsp; The audience began to talk about 3\/4 of the way through, so my boredom was not unique.<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.open.ac.uk\/Arts\/experience\/amcguiness.htm\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Andrew McGuiness<\/a>:&nbsp; <strong>Simple Music (for Simple People). <\/strong>This was superb!&nbsp; Fantastic!&nbsp;&nbsp; The ensemble stood in darkness and played according to graphic instructions written on paper affixed to the wall, each page of instructions illuminated by a lady (Alex Campbell) holding a torch, as it was being played.&nbsp; Sitting&nbsp; in the dark with just the torch light, it felt like we were watching a sunrise.&nbsp; And the music mirrored this feeling perfectly, though it was not programmatic or symbolic at all.&nbsp; The music was impressionistic and at times pseudo-Balinese (again, a la Sculthorpe).&nbsp; One discord was sustained throughout, I think on an electric piano or on a synth set to &#8220;harpsichord&#8221;, perhaps.&nbsp; Simply marvellous.<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p>Peter Butler: <strong>Champagne will be Served at Interval. <\/strong>Butler played chimes and electronic piano at front. The e-piano was too loud, especially in comparison with the acoustic piano at rear.&nbsp; Apart from this the piece was very good.&nbsp; The &#8220;form&#8221; was a call-and-response structure, with the call issued by one of the five sections (strings; e-piano; piano; guitar and flute;&nbsp; and guitar and flute) to another, with the chimes intervening every so often to signal a climax, or perhaps an anti-climax.&nbsp; The calls &#8211; were these questions? &#8211; occasionally became fierce, with loud crescendos and sustained ranting, usually ending abruptly or halted by a clang of the chimes. Certainly, as the notes said, a snakes-and-ladders piece.&nbsp; Apparently, only the outline was sketched by the composer, with details added by the performers.&nbsp; It would be interesting to see the score.&nbsp;&nbsp; This was the most expressionistic piece of the evening (ignoring the tape realization).<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p>Peter Butler: <strong>One Dollar per Glass. <\/strong>A piece for solo guitar, performed by Brian Lewis, this was a collage of special effects:&nbsp; tapping of the base of the guitar; playing it with a cello bow, a beer glass and a spoon; and re-tuning the instrument while it was being played.&nbsp; The second half of the piece was more overboard with effects than the first, which at least required some guitar-playing skills from the performer.<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.douglasknehans.com\/index.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Douglas Knehans<\/a>:&nbsp; <strong>Survey in Regions (A Tragedy in 4 Parts). <\/strong>Structured on Eliot&#8217;s poem, <em>Portrait of a Lady<\/em>, the piece was supported by rude tape noises.&nbsp;&nbsp; Some of these tape recordings were verses of the poem, although others sounded like Ronnie Barker speaking.&nbsp; I was unable not to laugh each time Barker&#8217;s voice was heard.&nbsp; The piece seemed sentimental and insincere, because so many cues in&nbsp; the poem were missed or ignored:&nbsp; &#8220;attenuated tones of violins, Mingled with remote cornets&#8221;, &#8220;a dull tom-tom begins&#8221;, etc.&nbsp; The only excitement was visual, since the performers each played many instruments (although only ever one at a time), so that everyone was running around: organist to xylophone, and then back; guitarist to bass drum and back, only to be followed to the drum immediately by the lady percussionist.&nbsp; Musically, the piece made no sense to me, although the organ had some nice phrases now and again.<\/p>\n<blockquote><\/blockquote>\n<p><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here is a review of a concert of student compositions, held at the then Canberra School of Music, on 31 October 1978, which I wrote at the time. 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