{"id":2157,"date":"2014-10-28T11:32:37","date_gmt":"2014-10-28T11:32:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/trading-knowledge\/?p=2157"},"modified":"2014-10-28T12:12:21","modified_gmt":"2014-10-28T12:12:21","slug":"terrors-transcended","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/trading-knowledge\/2014\/10\/28\/terrors-transcended\/","title":{"rendered":"Terrors transcended"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>On balance, I prefer laughing to crying but I am not afraid to let my tears flow.\u00a0Powerful drama can do it, so can stirring music. I may cry when I\u00a0recall\u00a0events or times in my life when I have been sad. I can cry when I read about or watch representations of\u00a0human cruelty. These things are all likely to give my tear ducts a workout. I cried when I read <em>Schindler&#8217;s List<\/em>. I cried at the end of the film <em>Life is beautiful<\/em>. I cried the first time I saw the ballet <em>Romeo and Juliet<\/em>, at the tragic\u00a0denouement of the story intensified by\u00a0the emotion of\u00a0the music.<\/p>\n<p>As a performer I struggle to contain the\u00a0emotional impact I feel when I am singing music. I need\u00a0to experience the emotion to\u00a0help me\u00a0put across the feeling in the music, but too much emotional reaction can\u00a0interfere with my\u00a0ability to control my\u00a0voice. My choir&#8217;s next concert is a case in point. It&#8217;s a double bill featuring Michael Tippett&#8217;s <em>A Child of our Time<\/em>\u00a0and a new piece of music written by James McCarthy about an extraordinary young woman whose story has just taken\u00a0another extraordinary twist. Both pieces use music to tell true stories about awful events, and to point up strong messages for the world.<\/p>\n<p>A few weeks ago\u00a0my niece\u00a0left home to start her university career in Bristol, the city where I started my own student life\u00a038 years ago. This stirred up recollections of my time there &#8211; the feelings of terrific excitement (the freedom of life away from home!) and terror (the intellectual challenges of education). There were so many new things all happening at once. I\u00a0tackled them with enthusiasm if not always success. Maths assignments were\u00a0tough going, but on the home front I did carry out several successful proofs that throwing together lentils, herbs and spices into a saucepan was not a guarantee of creating something edible.<\/p>\n<h2>A Child of Our Time<\/h2>\n<p>Another challenge back then was my first encounter with <em>Child of our Time<\/em>. The Bristol University Choral Society, under the baton of Raymond Warren, rehearsed it for many weeks and performed it in concert in the spring of 1977. Prof Warren introduced us to Tippett&#8217;s dissonant and luxuriant harmonies, the expressionist pain of his storytelling and the warmth of his arrangements of the traditional spirituals that are interspersed throughout the work.<\/p>\n<p>It tells the story of <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Herschel_Grynszpan\">Herschel Grynszpan<\/a>, a\u00a017 year old Polish Jewish refugee who in November 1938 shot and killed an official in the German Embassy in Paris. It is a\u00a0story of anti-semitic prejudice, oppression and exile. The story\u00a0is tragic in itself but the events that followed the shooting defy description. The assassination &#8220;provided the Nazis with the pretext for the Kristallnacht, the antisemitic pogrom of 9-10 November 1938&#8221;. I visited Berlin last year, 75 years after Kristallnacht, and saw\u00a0exhibitions and memorials all over the city. At first I didn&#8217;t realise what the memorial panels were &#8211; they had a name, a photo, birth and death dates and a brief life story. So many people, such a variety of interesting stories. As I read the stories the link between them became clear. All those people were murdered, executed, or disappeared.<\/p>\n<p>This is the pain portrayed in\u00a0Tippett&#8217;s piece &#8211; it is not just about one Polish boy. Composed between 1939 and 1941, it transcends his\u00a0individual story to deliver a powerful message about all of us, and the evil that can\u00a0happen if prejudice gains a hold.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/\/upload.wikimedia.org\/wikipedia\/commons\/8\/8a\/Herschel_Grynszpan_nov_7_1938.jpg\" alt=\"Herschel Grynszpan nov 7 1938\" width=\"256\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Tippett wrote his own libretto. At the heart of the piece is a drama. He tells the bare facts of the story: how the 17 year old boy, worried about his mother back home in Poland and frustrated by official bureaucracy and prejudice, shoots and kills the official. The text is by turns narrative and poetic. We see into the mind of the boy and his family; we hear the antisemitic hatred of the people and the fears of those who are oppressed. Tippett \u00a0also gives\u00a0space for wider reflections, and this is where the\u00a0spirituals come in.<\/p>\n<p>The first words we sing give a clue to what is coming:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The world turns on its dark side. It is winter.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>A little later the chorus asks:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Is evil then good? Is reason untrue?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>One of the longest choruses us aptly titled &#8220;The Terror&#8221;. It is terrifying for the choir to sing, with ugly jagged phrases and harsh violent words:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Burn down their houses. Beat in their heads. Break them in pieces on the wheel.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>At the end of singing that chorus you feel disgusted with yourself. The storytelling ends, focusing on the boy:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>He too is outcast, his manhood broken in the clash of powers.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>But Tippett was an optimist. These words are followed by an instrumental evocation of spring, which leads into the powerful extended final chorus:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Here is no final grieving, but an abiding hope &#8230; It is spring.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In rehearsal this week our conductor, David Temple, pointed out how extraordinary it was for someone in 1941 to write such positive words and music. The soloists introduce the themes one by one, then the chorus pick them up and elaborate a little. The soloists return to sing an extended rhapsody leading to a musical singularity &#8211; a moment of infinite emotion that seems to last forever. The mood relaxes and the music eases into &#8216;Deep River&#8217;, the final spiritual which closes the whole piece in calm.<\/p>\n<p>Back in 1976\/77 when I was learning this music for the first time Raymond Warren did a great job of motivating his singers. While the spirituals are a joy to sing, and there are rapturous choruses, some of the other choruses might be described as squeaky gate music. (Richard Witts<a href=\"http:\/\/www.academia.edu\/475270\/Michael_Tippett\"> summarised Tippett&#8217;s style<\/a> as &#8216;wild, thorny, splashy and opulent&#8217;). It\u00a0was hard work and at first unrewarding. Prof Warren had started a correspondence with Tippett about our forthcoming performance and every few weeks he would read out the latest postcard he had received from the great\u00a0man, including an assurance that Tippett would attend the concert. This was quite exciting.<\/p>\n<p>Even better, my parents came down for the weekend to hear the concert. I couldn&#8217;t imagine what they would make of it. Their musical tastes were fairly conservative, as far as I knew, but they surprised me by expressing great enthusiasm for the work. They had lived through the war as young adults- my father in the North African campaign and my mother back in London. The horrors of the time were real for them and Tippett&#8217;s depiction of war and inhumanity bore into them in a way I could only guess at.<\/p>\n<h2>Malala<\/h2>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-style-span\">The other piece of music in our concert will be the first performance of <em>Malala<\/em>, by James McCarthy. It tells the story of Malala Yousafzai, the girl from the Swat valley in Pakistan who was shot in the head\u00a0for insisting\u00a0that all girls should have the right to go to school. This is another shocking story, with a message for humankind. The text was specially written by Bina Shah. James McCarthy <a href=\"http:\/\/www.jamesmccarthy.co.uk\/blog\/malala-an-introduction\">wrote on his blog<\/a>:<\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>An educated mind tends to be inquisitive, doubtful, questioning, innovative, logical, playful and creative. &#8230;\u00a0An educated mind, because it is questioning and doubtful, is less susceptible to brainwashing by extremists and it cannot easily be radicalised with promises of an eternal bliss in an afterlife. \u00a0As George Washington put it (in a line that Bina Shah quotes in the libretto), \u2018education is the key to open the golden doors of freedom.\u2019<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>James McCarthy talks about the piece <a href=\"http:\/\/youtu.be\/I9gm1jGQ898\">in this video<\/a>, which also features interviews with Bina Shah and David Temple.<\/p>\n<p>If you haven&#8217;t read about Malala or seen her\u00a0speak then take a look at this <a href=\"http:\/\/www.slate.com\/blogs\/the_slatest\/2013\/07\/12\/video_malala_yousafzai_s_speech_at_the_u_n_on_malala_day.html\">video of her addressing the United Nations<\/a>. She is admirable: articulate and determined; calm and non-vengeful.<\/p>\n<p>The text we sing in\u00a0<em>Malala<\/em> describes Pakistan as<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>a land of ice-capped mountains and moonlit glaciers .. [with] forests of fruit trees, mulberry, pear, apricot<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Malala is from Swat in Pakistan, and\u00a0these words put me in mind of a trip to Pakistan I made in 2000. I visited cities, including Lahore which I loved (beautiful mosque), and the mountainous northern region of the Hunza valley. In Lahore I visited someone I had previously worked with. He was a pious Muslim, with a family of six daughters of whom he was inordinately proud. They all worked hard at school and the eldest was at University already.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"15343067477_ed844ef90d_o by fnormananimr, on Flickr\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/29242929@N04\/15389080300\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm4.staticflickr.com\/3932\/15389080300_fd27d6b431_n.jpg\" alt=\"15343067477_ed844ef90d_o\" width=\"320\" height=\"222\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Hunza was famous for its apricots and I remember the disgusting-sounding bread and apricot soup which turned out to be delicious, and the delicious-sounding mulberry spirit, which turned out to be highly intoxicating and undrinkable. The most memorable point of my\u00a0trip was watching sunrise in the mountains, as the sun&#8217;s rays kissed each peak in turn, waking it up for a new day.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"15342893499_25b4df1e09_o by fnormananimr, on Flickr\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/29242929@N04\/15388086819\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm4.staticflickr.com\/3945\/15388086819_aa916ab17e_n.jpg\" alt=\"15342893499_25b4df1e09_o\" height=\"240\" \/><\/a><a title=\"14908704993_f90fa5cc70_o by fnormananimr, on Flickr\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/29242929@N04\/14954543163\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm6.staticflickr.com\/5607\/14954543163_d958718850_n.jpg\" alt=\"14908704993_f90fa5cc70_o\" height=\"240\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The story and music of <em>Malala<\/em>\u00a0are very different to\u00a0<em>Child of our Time<\/em>. Less drama, perhaps, and less poetry, but there is an equal passion. There are moments when I feel emotion welling up in me as the choir tells the story:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Then came the day when they told her that girls could not go to school&#8230; Malala dreamed of freedom<\/p>\n<p>Her enemies said: Malala has shamed us. We&#8217;ll put a bullet in her head. How dare a girl think that she can defeat us.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>At the end of the piece we join forces with a choir of 100 girls voices, to sing:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Malala set the world ablaze. And the world sang back &#8216;We are all Malala&#8217;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>If you are free tonight (Tuesday 28 October) then come to the concert at the Barbican. You will be moved by the music and the storytelling. You may\u00a0see one of the tenors in the second row with glistening eyes, wiping away a tear. \u00a0That&#8217;s me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On balance, I prefer laughing to crying but I am not afraid to let my tears flow.\u00a0Powerful drama can do it, so can stirring music. 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