hovering over and beneath
by
Douglas Messerli
The
Partch group and Lyris Quartet Partch: Daphne of the Dunes (music by Ben
Johnston and Harry Partch) / performed at Redcat (Roy and Edna Disney/CalArts
Theater), Los Angeles / the performance I attended was on June 15th, 2018
The
other evening, I attended a concert at Redcat that presented two works performed
by the Harry Partch performers—which, in this case, included Erin Barnes, Cory
Beers, Alison Bjokedal, Dustin Donahuem, Vicki Ray, John Schneider, Nick Terry,
T.J. Troy, and Alex Wand—playing on Partch-invited instruments such as the
Gourd Tree, Canons, Chromelodeon, Boo, and others such as the Diamond Marimba,
the Surrogate Kithara, and Spoils.
This, second part of the program, presented
his Daphne of the Dunes (1967), a
kind of comic short opera, with choreographic flourishes by Casebolt and Smith
and with video art by Joel Smith.
Partch
called this work, which he expanded at least a couple of times, as a “dance-drama,”
and this production retained his verbal introductions which he hoped would
serve as “a guide to the prospective choreographer.”
To play out the encounter of Apollo, the
god of music (and Zeus’ son) who fell in love with the river Naiad Daphne, the
performers used comic masks, and presented the work itself in a somewhat comic
manner—despite the beautiful shower of quivering music, particularly when Ray
played Chromelodeon, with Barnes on the Diamond Marimba, and John Schneider on
Viola—that satirized “music’s” attempt to charm the hard-hearted woman, who was
protected by an arrow of lead by showing brief scenes from Hitchcock's and
other films.
I had previously seen and heard this group’s
performance of Partch’s long-gestating work Barstow—created
first in the 1940s and 50s, and finalized in 1968—in which, somewhat in the
manner of Woody Guthrie, Partch sets to music the hitchhiker graffiti of
several travelers wandering through that San Bernardino County desert town,
known as a hub for various forms of transportation. As I wrote in My Year 2009:
…Upon first hearing each of these
numbered pieces,
presented in a Sprechstimme-like performance by guitarist
John
Schneider, the words are almost laughable. But Partch
allows us after the
original statement to hear the echoes of
those words, by repeating them with emotionally-charged
aftertones and dramatic additions (“ha-ha-ha” “dum-de-dum,”
etc.) that transform them into haunting expressions of fear
and joy.
Yet, somehow, that appeared to have
missing from this performance, in part, because John Schneider cut most of his commentary, and it seemed as if the whole piece had somehow
been cut back. Perhaps it was just that, since this was the last piece of the
evening, my mind was still filled with the sounds and sensations of the other
works I describe below; but I do feel the small choreographic additions to this
piece, probably inspired by the fact that the dancers had temporarily joined
the company for the evening, literalized these pieces and stole some of the
haunting quietude surrounding these pencil and ink musings.
Indeed, the Partch works seemed, this time
around, almost an afterthought to the great works that began the evening
concert. Performed by Lyris Quartet (Sara Andon, James Sullivan, John Stehney,
and Scott Worthington, Ben Johnston’s String Quartet No. 9 (1988) and
the American premier of the same composer’s Octet (1999/2000) were
clearly the featured pieces of the concert.
Johnston,
now 92, was as close as one can get to having been a “student” of Partch. Yet
Partch and Johnston, despite both their use of “just intonation,” in some ways
couldn’t be more different.
Whereas, Partch was a kind of American
eccentric, Johnston, who describes his musical annotations as “extended just
intonation,” allows the great musical traditions of the past, Haydn,
Mendelssohn, and American folk music (much like Copland) to permeate his works.
Although I have studied music, playing
saxophone in high school and almost majoring in voice in my early university
years (I did sing in the major University of Wisconsin choral groups and
performed in a musical production there as a singer and dancer), I find it
almost impossible to comprehend “extended just intonation” and its effects.
Although I can certainly read music, I am afraid I could not quite interpret a
musical score that transforms musical notes into numerical fractions. But the
effects of this, so I believe, is that the compositions allow the musicians to
work between the rigid structures of traditional scoring to create a music that
sometimes hovers just below or over the pitches (what are described as “microtonal
variants”) that create a very different sound overall, allowing for the natural
harmonic pitches which are preferred by the human ear.
Particularly in the very first movement of
String Quartet No 9, Johnston’s work
immediately alerts us to a fresh expression of quartet music, spirited and lush
at the very same moment. The audience is immediately awakened from the pre-concert
silence. The program notes include a long paragraph by Bob Gilmore which
describes the entire piece, but I’ll quote simply his comments of that first
movement, titled “Strong, calm, slow”:
…the most extraordinary movement
is surely the lst,
where Johnston achieves a real compositional tour de
force
in creating a six-minute movement, the pitch world
of which remains entirely between middle C and the C an
octave above and yet retains our interest
throughout. Here
the richness of just intonation with its luminous pure intervals
and
their microtonal variants, lets us hear as never before one
of Western music’s familiar clichés: the C major scale. Like
all of Johnston’s best music, this
movement looks both
backward (to a musical heritage that he feels is still vital to
our contemporary world) and forward, to a world of new
sounds and untried harmonies that will continue to engage us
as his compositional achievement becomes better
known.
The newer piece, Octet, takes as its central tune Folk musician Jay Unger’s famed
tune “Ashokan Farewell,” a piece used notably as the theme of Ken Burn’s PBS
television series, The Civil War. Such
a beautiful tune, as the program notes, made the film series’ audiences believe
that the work was from the 19th century; but Johnston’s final
variation of this piece deracinates the prettiness of the piece through his
just intonation dissonant harmonies, helping us to see this work as a far less
sentimental song, while revealing some of its darker elements which were at the
heart of the terrible war.
In this concert it seems as if the
always inventive “father” was wonderfully outshined by his quite brilliant “student.”
And I praise the Partch group for allowing their hero to share the stage, so to
speak. Surely, I will now attempt to see any concert with Johnston on the
program—of which I hope there will be many.
Los Angeles, June
17, 2018
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