Rehearsing Turangalîla with the RSNO
“Are you OK with volume?” says John
Poulter. “I can get you some earplugs if you want.”
“No, I'm fine thanks,” I grin back at him. My
head might be ringing by the end of the day but I've been looking forward to
this for a long time and I want the full-on experience.
I'm sitting at the end of the percussion
platform at the back of a Henry Wood Hall packed almost from wall to wall by an
augmented RSNO, and the full rehearsals for Messiaen's glorious Turangalîla-Symphonie are about to begin.
Directly in front of me are the tubular bells which John will be playing; to
his left is the tam-tam and eight other percussionists distributed in an arc
away from us, charged variously with splash, suspended, china and crash
cymbals, wood blocks, maracas, triangle, tambourine, snare, tom-tom and bass
drums. Actually, this is quite a modest array of percussion compared with those
demanded by many more contemporary works. Now, I love percussion and the textures
and emphasis it can bring to a piece (unlike in rock music, orchestral
percussion is mostly not about anchoring
rhythm but is part of the acoustic palette) but I do feel that too often
today's composers just overdo it and throw the kitchen sink at a composition to
no particular advantage. All those battering, clattering tom-toms and clanging
gongs and brake-drums can be so
tedious and clichéd. Less really is more in most cases and for my money, Shostakovich
did it all so much better…
…and so it is with Messiaen. It's notable
that each player in the section only has one or maybe two instruments to play
because, at times, those rhythms get pretty complex: each tap of a block or
splash of a cymbal has an integral part in Turangalîla's sound-world and
the timing has to be perfect. Tenth member and section principal Simon Lowdon
is down at the front of the orchestra with a vibraphone. For this performance all
the “keyboards” are clustered around the podium, so the piano and Ondes
Martenot (of which more later) are behind the conductor and grouped in front of
him are vibraphone, keyed glockenspiel and celesta. I haven't seen this set-up
before, but it makes good sense in terms of Messiaen's aim to emulate the
sounds of a Gamelan orchestra, and should help the more delicate sounds to
project more clearly into the audience.
If I sit forward in my seat I have a good
view of those players and the podium, on which conductor Thomas Søndergård has just arrived. He
greets the players and without much ado calls out “5th movement” and
we are off into the dancing rhythms of “Joie du sang des étoiles.”
Joy of the blood of the stars! How can you not love a title
like that? This fifth movement forms a kind of “end of part one” to the piece
and for its six or seven minutes never ceases its dancing, whirling motion,
concluding with an overwhelming, swelling crescendo only eclipsed at the very
end of the work. As the musicians work through the movement at some length,
it's evident just how much precision and control is needed, and Thomas' rehearsal technique is an model of efficiency as he highlights the most
difficult areas, breaks down complex rhythms into bite-size chunks and
addresses points of balance. There are just so many notes in this work and the
density of some of the scoring is such that it's easy to see how passages could
descend into chaos without impeccable control. It's plain to see how much the
orchestra appreciate his clear, no-fuss approach: taxing to play as this music
undoubtedly is, there's clearly a lot of enjoyment here, though I think the
biggest grin must be the one on Maestro Søndergård's face as he directs
these great torrents of sound.
Having
started in the middle of the work, the rehearsal continues with the opening
movements: the Introduction with its bustling, aggressive string entry and the
growling, foreboding brass (what Messiaen called the “Statue-theme”) leading on
to a plaintive little woodwind phrase (the “Flower-theme”) which also recurs
throughout the work; and the second movement, “Chant d'Amour 1”, which heralds
the swooping “Love-Theme” introduced by the sweet tones of the Ondes Martenot.
Here the piano also makes its voice heard in no uncertain terms. I've listened
to this music on recordings many times but seeing it performed live really
makes you aware just what an insane
part this is for piano and why it needs a virtuoso player: pianist Markus
Bellheim is certainly up to that challenge and he gets a hearty stamping of
feet from the orchestra after he executes at blinding speed the descending
passage at the end of movement 2 which covers the whole length of the keyboard
from top to bottom.
It's
break time and I manage to have a brief chat with the Ondes Martenot player,
the charming Jacques Tchamkerten. He says that he plays this work maybe three
or four times a year at most and by day he's an academic at the Geneva
Conservatoire; “you cannot live just by playing the Ondes Martenot.” I tell him
I'm fascinated by the instrument and remark on its ability to sound like a
human voice. “Yes,” he replies, “and for a while it was popular among
composers. But some who wrote much music for voice didn't like it. Poulenc, for
example, hated the instrument.”
So what is it exactly? Most people have
heard of the Theremin and that has been used in film scores and by performers
like Led Zeppelin and Bill Bailey. You can buy Theremin kits online fairly
cheaply and play one yourself. The “Onde”, though, is a bit of a rarity and is
always the focus of attention when it appears on stage. Invented in 1928 by
musician Maurice Martenot, its name translates as “Martenot Waves” and you
could think of it as the very first synthesizer. It uses an electronic
oscillator to produce a pure tone (remember those sound experiments in the
Physics class at school?) and some other circuits to allow the pitch to be
varied continuously over a wide range. In addition the sound can be fed through
three different speakers – a plain one, one with resonating strings in front
and one with a small gong, which creates a more metallic tone. With the wide
frequency range you can have a high, clear, human sounding voice or at the
bottom end, earth-shaking bass notes, both used in Turangalîla. Get hold of the recent Hyperion CD of this work, play it on a good
sound system and you’ll be startled to hear the “Onde” chugging away mightily
in the first movement.
But what for me makes the instrument so
interesting is how it is played. It has a scaled-down keyboard (though about 6
octaves' worth) and you can just play notes, with the added feature that the
whole keyboard can move freely in its mounting, and you can get vibrato effects
if you wobble your fingers while holding down keys. The other mode of playing –
I've heard this called the ruban
(ribbon) – is based on a tensioned steel wire with a mounted ring in which you
place your index finger. By moving the ring back and forth along a strip – with
note positions marked – at the front of the keyboard, you create continuous
slide, or glissando, effects, and these are what Messiaen uses very prominently
in Turangalîla. And given that
this is an amplified instrument, it has no difficulty soaring over the work's
huge forces when it needs to.
When I go back upstairs to the rehearsal
hall, I'm amused to see the “Onde”’s curiosity value is well in evidence as M.
Tchamkerten and his instrument are surrounded by a wee gaggle of players,
though I do manage to get a close look for a few moments before the rehearsal
restarts. This looks like one of the original instruments, lovely old wood and
Bakelite switches. I know there are not many of these left but I have heard
that a new model is being produced. This has been prompted by, among others,
Jonny Greenwood of the band Radiohead who's used the instrument in some of
their songs. I would love to play with one but it's way out of my price range,
I fear.
So it's back to work, and before the lunch
break we come to the eighth movement, “Développement
de l'amour.” This, says Thomas, is the most difficult and complex section in
the whole work. I can see what he means as they begin to work on the movement's
energetic passages which seem surge forwards then to pull back in rapid
succession, at intervals bursting into great flowerings of the love-theme. This
movement above all, is where Messiaen celebrates physical love, and there's
certainly a sense of, ahem, release when the orchestra's finally allowed to reach
the immense, extended climax near the end of the movement.
And so it goes, into the afternoon session,
with more of that eighth movement followed by pointed explorations of the other
movements. Although this is the full rehearsal day, on the previous day there
have been sectional rehearsals to attend to fine detail by percussion, brass,
winds and strings. Today, on occasion Thomas asks a section to play a passage
on their own where, for example, their part is particularly important in the
rhythmic structure and it's fascinating to hear these bits out of the context
of the whole ensemble. This reminds me of a previous rehearsal when John asked
me “Doesn't it take away the magic to see how all this is done?” Well no,
actually. Not only does it help me – a music lover without any musical training
– to get a sense of how a piece fits together, but it doesn't diminish the real
magic which is how does a composer think
this stuff up – and then achieve the
sound in the orchestra? Now that's
magic – as the man said.
Postscript – Glasgow Royal Concert Hall, Saturday.
So what of the performance? The feeling at
the end of Thursday's rehearsal had been overwhelmingly positive and reports
from the Edinburgh Elizabeth
Violist Katherine Wren gives an excellent
pre-concert talk and there's a nice coincidence: it turns out her first live
experience of the symphony was the same as mine – a concert by the Hallé in Manchester
The audience tonight is not large – it's a
sad fact that Glasgow
…and we’re away. I'm so absorbed that it's
the fifth movement almost before I know it, my heart's pounding and every
impulse in me wants to cheer. But no; save it. The long, gentle sixth movement
is a welcome chill-out after all that excitement. Love's well and truly
developed in the ecstatic eighth, and the curious, intense little ostinato of
the ninth builds up the tension again before the last lap. We have seen few
conductors who simply radiate pleasure in their work quite like Thomas Søndergård: he's conducted
throughout with passion and precision, but mostly with a huge, happy grin
that's infectious all the way from stage to circle. He launches the Finale at a
hell of a lick; it definitely wasn't this fast at the rehearsal! There are
moments the orchestra seems to be hanging on for dear life, but magnificently,
they manage it. The very last chord in the score is marked “très long” and Thomas doesn't
disappoint: the crescendo is indeed very long and overwhelming.
A moment
of almost shocked silence, then the first clap. I shout; so does Elizabeth
Ian Taft is a valued member of the Royal Scottish National Orchestra's Chair Patron Programme, supporting our Associate Principal Percussionist, John Poulter. Please click here to find out more about the RSNO's Chair Patron Programme.
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