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About 1977 I attended some composition and theory classes through St. John’s University. The emphasis was on early 20th century composers.
Stravinsky, Webern, Schoenberg, Berg, Prokofiev, Bartok, and Debussy were the main focus. But Maurice Ravel became my favorite and remains so until this day.
At the time, a friend of mine who was majoring in piano performance (and with whom I played in a small jazz combo), was studying “La Valse,” by Ravel, as his performance piece. This is was my entry point into the beautiful sound garden of Maurice Ravel.
I can’t think of a single piece composed
In fact, Ravel’s music is very much like nourishing comfort food to me. I don’t always immerse myself in it, but I return to it, especially in times when I need reminding how beautiful and meaningful music is. This music is so special to me that I ration it.
Ravel combines bittersweet elements that are at once childlike and incredibly mature and poignant at the same time.
I became such a Ravel enthusiast that I collected every book in English written about him or his music. I consequently have 23 different books about Ravel in my personal library.
When I read that on his only tour of America in 1928, he played in Minneapolis, I went to the Minnesota History Museum library and photocopied all the local newspaper accounts of his visit to Minnesota from microfiche.
On trips to Paris, I would make pilgrimages to his unique little house (now a museum) outside of Paris in Montfort l’Amaury. The house is a menagerie of small objet d’art, rare books, and
On these visits, I got to know the curator and she became very interested in the newspaper accounts I had collected from the 1928 Minneapolis visit Ravel made on his tour. I sent them to her and they are now in their archives.
I have developed email relationships with two of his biographers.
In other words, in my own small way, I have become a sort of amateur Ravel expert.
Recently, I have been listening to the great BBC radio series on Ravel. In that series, which can be easily accessed online, almost every aspect of his curious life (he was fastidious as a composer and in his dress and grooming) and his charming music is discussed. In short, Ravel is a hero for me and I don’t have many heroes. For
Great melodies, bold harmonies, audacious rhythms, plenty of virtuosity (Prokofiev was a piano virtuoso himself) and lots of Slavic charm and character.
For the past several weeks I have been listening repeatedly to these three concertos and only finding more and more to discover and admire each time. I have been a fan of the “Third” for many years but the “First” and”Second” are rather new to me.
The”First” was composed when Sergei Prokofiev was only 20 years old in 1911. The “Second” came a year later and the “Third” (probably the best known) was composed in 1921 when Prokofiev was only 30.
Sergei Prokofiev was quite a prolific composer during his rather short life of 62 years and his “greatness” (a word I don’t hand out easily) was apparent from the very start. Brilliant.
I also highly recommend the 1969 biography by Victor Seroff called “Sergei Prokofiev (A Soviet Tragedy).
Written and performed by Reynold D. Philipsek, copyright Zino-
“Rococo” is a tune I perform often, both with my small groups and solo.
The title stems from the ornamentation-like nature of the melody.
The most successful pieces I have composed mostly have one thing in common and that is a certain “inevitability” about them. In other words, they seem to proceed in a flowing and logical way.
The best music just sort of happens.
I am often surprised myself at what comes out. It is like these things are brewing in the back of the mind or I am merely taking dictation from a source greater than myself. I have never been able to “design” my creativity. It just happens or it doesn’t. Lots of waiting is involved.