Conductor's Corner
Welcome to the Conductor's Corner! Check back regularly for "thoughts from the baton". Here is my bio.Those of you who have attended our concerts when we’ve played Mozart, have probably heard me remark that almost every soloist who comes to play with OCO, initially suggests that we play a Mozart Concerto. His 27 for piano, 5 for violin, 4 for french horn and assorted concertos for woodwinds, including some missing ones for bassoon and horn, are testament to his particular interest and excellence in the concerto genre. On all woodwind instruments and horn, his concertos are the absolutely required concerto for professional auditions; they are considered a basic and essential part of advanced training on those instruments.

It’s been said that all composers can loosely be categorized as either motivic or melodic, that is, some of them think of organizing music on smaller building blocks (motives), or longer melodies. Mozart is certainly a melodic composer and this goes a long way to describing his excellence as a composer of operas and concertos. It’s interesting to look at Beethoven’s music in terms of the influence that Haydn and Mozart had on him. Beethoven was the quintessential motivic composer, just think about the first movement of his Symphony #5. His Symphonies and String Quartets are clearly influenced by Haydn, who also thought motivically. But his opera and concertos are influenced by Mozart beyond any doubt; in fact Beethoven’s Piano Concerto #1 is highly influenced by Mozart’s #25 which we perform tonight.


What can one say about Handel? He was the consummate artist in every respect... the excellence of his music is beyond doubt. He made most of his money as a composer of catchy and entertaining arias, but could also write in fugues and other complex counterpoint with the best of them. He brought the oratorio to England, as a way of keeping himself and other musicians busy during Lent, when the church forbade theatrical productions. He was certainly one of the most successful and respected composers of his age, and embraced by the English to such an extent that he was accorded the nation’s highest honour, burial in Westminster Abbey.


There’s a certain joy to absolute music that I think is sometimes under-appreciated these days. By “absolute music” I mean music that makes no reference to anything outside itself. Clearly this must be music without words; and also music without a program, unlike ballet music, or tone poems such as Strauss’ Don Juan or Tchaikovsky’s Romeo & Juliet. All the music on this concert is only about itself; about the melodies, the harmonies, the relationships between the different keys explored in the course of the music, and the formal structure that holds it all together. Hardcore? Perhaps. But to me this is the purest sort of music. Mozart & Haydn’s music in particular is complex in its form (how the different sections relate to each other and are unified into a coherent whole). The first movements of all three works on this concert begin with a basic formal idea: we hear a theme, and a contrasting theme in a different key. We then hear these themes explored and developed. Finally the first and second themes are repeated, but this time both in the home key. The end of the Development is known as the Recapitulation, when the first theme returns; it’s a moment of great drama and satisfaction.

The Baroque era was described by the Historian Oswald Spengler as the height of Western Civilization. He felt that the fugues of J.S. Bach, combined with the pipe organs they were written for and the spectacular churches that they were (are) played in, is a combination of artistic achievement unequalled before or since. Although his statement would be debated by some, almost no one will argue with the idea that string instruments were perfected at that time by Antonio Stradivari and his several colleagues, Guarneri & Amati among them. In fact it’s still a mystery exactly why the quality of Stradivari’s instruments cannot be duplicated, even by the finest iPhone-producing 21st century technological society.


What is it about Vivaldi's Four Seasons that has made it the most recorded piece of music ever, and one of the most instantly recognized works worldwide? Well... the great tunes I suppose is the simple answer. Vivaldi very frequently wrote wonderful melodies, but in The Four Seasons his melodic invention was perfectly married to the sonnets and programmatic ideas he was trying to convey. When the Spring Concerto begins we are instantly transported to flowers blooming and birds happily singing, even when the piece is performed in the bleak midwinter. The ferocity of the storm music in Summer is unmistakable. Vivaldi's music doesn't have the same intellectual gravity and contrapuntal complexity that Bach's does. But at his best, Vivaldi's music transports us like no other.

Sir Ernest Macmillan's Sketches are by turns sombre and enthusiastic arrangements of Quebec folksongs, written in the 1920's by the Toronto composer commonly referred to as the "Dean of Canadian Composers". His contibutions to the growth of Toronto's cultural life are enourmous, not only by his compositions but also his many years as Toronto Symphony Conductor and Royal Conservatory Principal. It's a joy for us to play this Canadian classic.
I have very often enjoyed programs in which the similarities between the works are obscure or not apparent. This program is certainly one of those; not only is the instrumentation completely different, but the ethos of the works is apparently very different also. Under the influence and precedent of Mozart’s Wind Serenades, Beethoven’s Octet has a more of a backward-looking feel to it, than any other of his well-known late works. It seems to have not much in common with Tchaikovsky’s brooding, passionate Souvenir de Florence. However, I have often programmed the two composers together, as they share a common energy, one could almost say aggressivity. Though cloaked in the Enlightenment form of the Wind Serenade, Beethoven’s work is unmistakably his, with its repeated and obsessive accents, virtuoso horn flourishes, and lightning-quick third movement.
Souvenir de Florence may have been inspired by the composer’s Tuscan sojourn but sorry to tell you, I hear nothing particularly Italian about it. It’s as Russian as any other Tchaikovsky work, serious, intense, and emotionally intense. It begins with a minor 9th chord spread throughout the strings, but all 4 notes of the chord played at once by the first violins. A minor 9th chord was a shrieking dissonance in Tchaikovsky’s day, and although our 21st-century ears know it as a normal jazz chord, it still strikes as an extraordinarily rich way to begin a piece. The contour of the first three notes of this theme, repeated very frequently throughout the movement, is the same as the contour of the second theme which is first introduced 2 minutes later. Listen carefully; the only difference between the two themes are the intervals between the notes, which make it sound minor (intense and tortured) the first time, and major (joyous and carefree) the second time. Towards the end of the movement as a transition from the major to minor versions, Tchaikovsky changes the intervals gradually and makes this connection very clear to the listener. This is a sophisticated expression of compositional unity, and I find it to be an impressive demonstration of his skills as a composer, which are all too often underrated.

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The turn of the twentieth century is a fascinating period in European History. It was a time when progress of all kinds raced forward at an unprecedented speed. The automobile, telegraph, telephone, submarine and airplane were all invented in this period. An anonymous patent clerk named Albert Einstein quietly published an academic paper that would change our view of the universe and make nuclear weapons possible. It was also a time when European political hegemony, through its colonies, was at its apex. The sun (literally) never set on the British Empire, and Germany and Italy were politically unified for the first time in centuries. The intellectual and cultural life of the continent was in a frenzy of creativity.






