Now in the case of the remarkable
A major Fugue (
rapid-share /
send-space) from his First Book it is really Johann Sebastian himself who was the crackpot. To begin with it is a curious subject indeed, rising as it does in steps of Schoenbergian fourths, but things turn quite "hay-wire" at bar thirty-nine with an orgy of polytonalism, culminating with the truly intimidating sound of the seventh beat of bar thirty-nine (at two minutes twenty-eight seconds). But worse is to come! At three minutes twenty-three seconds (the fourth beat of bar fifty-three) we are all of a sudden plonked down upon C-sharp G-sharp and D natural and with that the work more or less ends. We of the twenty-first century can "take it" of course, but it all even now seems rather futuristic. Bach in his combinations was ahead not only of
his time but of our own!
Riemann rewrites the 9/8 time signature as "6/8, 3/8" (dividing every bar unequally), and marks the work "poco lento, con molto espressivo" (ungrammatical since "espressivo" is an adverb - he should have written "espressione"). But some performers treat it as a flashy jig sort of thing. Let us hear
what Wanda makes of it. Obviously she has put in a good deal of thought, but she nevertheless demonstrates a rather regrettably old-fashioned desire to disguise bits considered to be awkward.
...And Cecil Gray (with a remarkable assertion of now-outlawed 'sexism'!) has the following to say about it:
This is one of the fugues in which the greatest latitude of interpretation is to be found in performance, and the impression it makes upon critical commentators is also curiously diverse. Sir Donald Tovey calls it a 'subtle and complex scherzo', while Riemann describes it as being 'quiet and expressive - full of heart-felt sentiment'...
which we can already see from Mr Grew's posting is only Gray's
interpretation of what Riemann actually states. Gray continues:
...But this only means that like many characters in actual life it presents a different aspect to different people. It is a kind of mirror which reflects one's own image; it becomes what we wish it to become, and adapts itself to our desire or to the mood of the moment. In this respect, as in others, one might say that the fugue is characteristically feminine.
WELL...! I should have thought it (to continue Gray's now-distasteful 'sexism' - please forgive!) extremely
masculine in character (inasmuch as such allusion has the slightest relevance).
Mr Grew's performance is, perhaps, a little on the 'eunuch' side we think. It is neither forceful nor restrained, neither flowing nor hesitant, neither lyrical nor outwardly dynamic, and neither happy nor mournful. (Perhaps his Classical upbringing has caused the Neuter gender to reassert here its previous ascendency and equality alongside the other two?)
On a couple of occasions, the harmony Mr Grew evinces tends more towards his Schoenbergian bent than towards what Bach actually wrote and clearly meant. One notes, for instance, that the 7th note of bar 20 (highest voice) smacks our bottoms rather abruptly with a D# (giving us cause to wonder what we did to deserve that one); and a similar punishment (for no obvious fault of ours) is delivered at bar 34 (where the 6th note in the bass smacks us with an A-natural). In both cases the harmonic effect is one of extreme tonal equivocation, almost as if Gray's anatomy (as outlined above) might have been developed even further (!).
But surely, since this movement is in 9/8, we need to have a sense of three beats to the bar (that surely seems not too much to ask does it?)? If so it would seem unavoidable that the performance must be fast enough for each pulse to sound (at least initially, without sight of the notation) as though it was divided into triplets. This cannot really be achieved by 'poking' every quaver so that it plods us through the whole fugue like having one's head relentless banged with a teaspoon. Wanda manages to avoid this, but her problem is that in this fugue she doesn't seem to know whether her current weapon is a box of paperclips or a staple machine (perhaps she, too, had a Classical education). It rattles along happily shaking its box, but every now and then (indeed apparently whenever a main cadence presents the opportunity) she grinds to a halt in order to replenish her staples.
Overall, therefore, I think that Gustav has the right idea for this piece. Uncharacteristically for him, he gives a (not inappropriate for the piece) fast and dynamic performance. But his part-playing (if listened to attentively) is absolutely immaculate. The internal phrasings, articulations and pacings of each and every strand are stunningly subtle, giving this virtuoso piece of compositional inspiration the effect it really deserves!
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