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Tzenka Dianova, piano
Victoria Symphony
Tania Miller, conductor
Alix Goolden Performance Hall
November 17, 2012
By Deryk Barker
"We are living in the Age of Cage."
I must confess that I've never been entirely sure what literary critic
Philip Toynbee (and son of historian Arnold Toynbee) meant by this
1960s quote, snappy as it is. (I also suspect it would make
There is a famous photograph, taken in Darmstadt in 1958, of John Cage
and Karlheinz Stockhausen apparently flying a two-seater plane over a
lake (it is one of those fairground attractions thorough which you
stick your head - or in this case, torso - to make an amusing
picture).
As my friend and fellow Scratch Orchestra member Bryn Harris pointed
out: "you'll notice that Cage is in the driving seat".
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This review was written - perhaps I should say "constructed" - with the
assistance of a computer.
Of course, all MiV reviews are written on a computer: after
all, without the computer, there would be no World Wide Web and no
MiV.
That is not what I mean.
But first, a little history.
The first involvement of a computer and music was in 1950, when Geoff
Hill, the Southern Hemisphere's First Programmer, used the speaker of
the CSIR
a good T-shirt.)
If he intended to convey the notion that Cage's artistic philosophy
was the (then) dominant one in the field of the avant-garde, then it
would have been difficult to argue.
If, on the other hand, he was suggesting that the modern world has
become seemingly as random as a post-1950 Cage score, well
I only spoke with John Cage once, during a performance of
HPSCHD, the computer-assisted composition collaboration with
Lejaren Hiller, for up to seven harpsichords and up to fifty-two tape
recorders.
This was the opening event in the International Carnival of
Experimental Sound, shortened to ICES '72, probably the largest
festival of avant-garde music ever held, including, as it did, some
300 artists from 21 countries.
Given the scale of the festival, of course this performance of HPSCHD
featured the maximum: all seven harpsichordists and all fifty-two
tapes. The harpsichords were played by a
Mark 1 (later renamed CSIRAC) to play ("buzz" to be precise)
simple popular melodies. In June 1951 it made its first public
appearance, playing "Colonel Bogey".
(Incidentally, the CSIRAC, built in Sidney, Australia, was the world's
fourth computer: the first two were both built in England and the USA
only managed to enter the race in third place - but
he had a
point.
If, on the third hand, he imagined that Cage was one the verge of
becoming "mainstream" in the musical world, he could hardly have been
farther
bevy of avant-garde notables,
including David Tudor, Cornelius Cardew, John Tilbury and Roger
Woodward. My then-girlfriend and I had supplied one of the tape
machines.
During the performance, at London's
"We're Number
Three!" is hardly a catchy chant.)
The first music actually composed with the aid of the computer would
appear to be Lejaren Hiller's and Leonard Isaacson's Iliac
Suite, premiered in 1957.
From that to Boulez's IRCAM, the emphasis was on the computer's being
able to
from the truth.
Even today, Cage is widely regarded, by many music-lovers, as less of a
composer, more of a prankster, even a charlatan.
It is gratifying, then, that the Victoria Symphony, not obviously a
bastion of avant-garde sensibilities, should have made such a splendid
contribution to the Cage at 100 Festival in Saturday's concert.
The three pieces by Cage which were included in the concert may be
from a limited period - the four years from 1947 to 1951 - but this
Roundhouse (a converted railway
shed, once housing a massive turntable) the audience was ambulatory -
and so was the composer.
While standing in the gallery, I realised that next to me was Cage in
person. He turned to me and asked: "How do you think it's going?".
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According to Confucius, in Book II of The Sacred Rites: The early
kings were careful about that which might affect the heart. They
instituted li to guide the mind and
give the composer more control.
In 1967 John Cage was a Visiting Associate of the University of
Illinois at Urbana-Champaign; he had been invited to compose music
relating to "chance procedures". Hiller requested two proposals from
Cage, one of which would eventually become HPSCHD.
Although it would be possible to produce (pseudo-)random numbers
directly on the computer, Cage balked at this, but he did allow Hiller
to derive the sixty-four hexagrams of the I Ching and print
was a critical juncture in his career, during which he finally
abandoned any conventional notion of "self-expression" in his music
and turned instead to "chance" operations (the term "aleatory" - from
the Latin for "dice" - is courtesy of Pierre Boulez and not one
music to harmonise the
sound, the government to unify the actions, and penalties to restrain
the evils...To know music is to be versed in li. One who knows
music and is versed in li is said
out
the results.
Hiller thus created an important subroutine called ICHING (in the
FORTRAN language of the time everything was in uppercase).
The first run produced a printout with 6,000 randomly-selected
hexagrams (saving Cage 18,000 tosses of three coins, or even more work
with the yarrow-stalk method).
which
found favour with Cage or his school).
The concert opened with three pieces by Charles Ives, a composer
admired by Cage, although they never seem to have met.
I don't believe I have heard Tone Roads Nos.1 and 3 ever
to possess virtue; virtue is
but music and li.
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In 2004 the BBC broadcast a documentary film about experimental music
in the 1960s, entitled Here's a Piano I Prepared Earlier.
"I now have many answers to questions I have not yet asked" Cage
remarked.
One question he did ask manually of the I Ching, using
the coin-tossing method, was what it thought of "being subjected to
computer technology. The enthusiastic commentary, attributed to
Confucius, promised an abundance of benefits to culture."
Another product of the Cage-Hiller collaboration was DICEGAME, which
generated the music for the seven harpsichords
played by
anything other than a one-to-a-part chamber ensemble. The difference
when played by an orchestra (no matter how small) is quite
remarkable. The strings, in particular, related the first piece quite
clearly to - of all things - the second symphony.
The second, with tubular bells underpinning its entire span, is
distinctly more acerbic. Both were performed with panache and style.
Probably Ives' best-known work is The Unanswered Question which
is, surely, an
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In his Note at the beginning of the Draft Constitution for a Scratch
Orchestra, Cornelius Cardew wrote: The word music and its derivatives
are here not understood to refer exclusively to sound and related
phenomena (hearing, etc.). What they do refer to is flexible and
depends entirely on the members of the Scratch Orchestra.
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Sozan, a Chinese Zen master, was asked
in HPSCHD. It was based
on Mozart's Musikalisches Würfelspiel (Musical Dice
Game), K.294d/K.Anh.C30.01.
As Hiller remarked, "John wanted the piece to be a homage to Mozart
and to quote his music on the harpsichord. I suggested the
Dicegame and he went along enthusiastically with
unqualified masterpiece.
With the strings backstage and the solo trumpet somewhere in the
balcony, Tania Miller was left with the four wind players to direct
onstage.
No matter how curious a spectacle, the performance was first-rate: the
string body making a quite beautiful, yet enigmatic,
by a student: "What is the most
valuable thing in the world?"
The master replied: "The head of a dead cat."
"Why is the head of a dead cat the most valuable thing in the world?"
inquired the student.
Sozan replied: "Because no one can name its price."
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Arnold Schoenberg once said: John Cage is not a composer, he is an
inventor - of genius.
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Cornelius Cardew, writing in
the idea".
For HPSCHD a variant of Mozart's original game just sixty-four bars
long was used. It was run twenty times and the resulting material
formed the basis of five of the seven harpsichord parts.
For one harpsichord, the
sound; the
trumpet - excellently played by Ryan Cole - posing the eponymous
question; and the superb winds - Salley Harvey, Richard Volet, Michael
Byrne and Keith MacLeod - making increasingly desperate attempts to
"answer" the question, until it is posed, finally and for the seventh
time, into the void of the strings.
Another excellent performance.
John Cage's most notorious composition, is of course, 4'33".
The orchestra reassembled on the stage for this silent piece, firstly
- a nice touch
1960: In LaMonte Young's 'Poem' in
Cologne a few days ago I had 2 durations to fill; in the first I
smiled and in the second I changed my shirt.
John [Cage] opened letters, read them, tore them
original bars of DICEGAME were replaced with
extracts from other compositions by Mozart: "John went through one of
the regular editions of Mozart piano sonatas and used the I
Ching to choose which sonata and which movement".
This "review" was written/constructed in the spirit of Cage,
specifically inspired by works such as 45' for Speaker, the
Lecture on Nothing and Indeterminacy.
The review, as you may well have noticed by now, consists of three
strands each in a different colour.
The first is an
- ensuring that they were still in tune.
The first movement, I must admit, was rather dull. The audience were
on their best behaviour and even the traffic, which can normally be
counted on for a rumbling counterpoint, kept its peace.
In the second movement things started to pick up and there was even a
crescendo towards the end and in the finale we even heard the odd
shuffling and cough from the gathered multitude (oh, alright, but it
was still a fairly healthy turnout). But, had it not been
up small, and threw
the pieces out of the window.
David Tudor roasted cloves, cinnamon, peppercorns and mustard seeds in
that order, making a wonderful smell.
Christian Wolff went to sleep.
Ben Patterson practised the double-bass part of Tristan and
Isolde and Helms did some typing.
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Nan-in, a Japanese master during the Meiji era (1868-1912), received a
university professor who came to inquire about Zen.
Nan-in served tea. He poured his visitor's cup full, and then kept on
pouring.
The professor watched the overflow
actual review - well, as much as one can sensibly
review anything by Cage; the second a selection of Zen koans,
quotations and stories.
Obviously I could have copied stories from Cage's
Indeterminacy, but that would have felt like plagiarism;
instead most of the stories are from my own experience and
for the
traffic...
Rick Sacks's Water Music began humorously enough, with
distorted quotations from Handel (of course) and Dukas's
Sorcerer's Apprentice - although I admit the water connection
took a couple of seconds to sink in.
All good, clean fun, not to mention extremely well crafted and
played.
But the things got Very Silly Indeed, with the appearance of a large
plastic flying fish, ditto shark, apparently under
until he no longer could restrain
himself. "It is overfull. No more will go in!"
"Like this cup," Nan-in said, "you are full of your own opinions and
speculations. How
several
revolve around that most Cageian of experimental groups, the Scratch
Orchestra of fond memory.
The mechanics of assembling the piece are as follows: I wrote the
three strands separately. The, using a program I had written myself -
having started to write computer programs for a living in 1974, the
notion of writing one to solve a particular problem is as natural as
breathing - I wove the three together, choosing a random number of
words from each
radio control,
flying around the auditorium, shortly followed by a deep-sea diver,
who later turned out to be the composer himself. In addition to
lurching ponderously in front of the stage he also, from somewhere,
produced what I believe to have been some form of octopus, although it
was a strange, livid, almost
can I show you Zen unless you first empty your cup?"
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By the time of the London performance of HPSCHD, Cornelius Cardew and
John Tilbury (among other Scratch members) had become extremely
political and concerned with the Maoist "utility" of music.
John Tilbury writes: Cardew
strand in turn. Each strand is in a different colour.
In order not to upset Cage too much, there were sixty-four possible
word counts (from 30 to 93), corresponding to the hexagrams of the
I Ching.
The program - to be precise, two programs, one to take the words from
each strand (each in a different file) and one to weave them together,
specifying the colour of each.
While the three strands are as
fluorescent green.
The piece was wonderfully entertaining - although, try as I might, I
couldn't detect any of La Mer amidst the mix - and extremely
well received.
A fitting commission for the occasion.
When Cage's ballet score The Seasons was first performed on May
18, 1947 the critics positively gushed - little did they suspect what
the next few years would bring - comparing it to Schoenberg, Ravel and
and myself took part with an undisguised
display of professional cynicism. I recall that Cardew's attitude was
that of studied detachment; a job presented itself and he needed the
money. Cage was understandably hurt: 'if they don't like it, why do
they perform it', he protested.
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Yamaoka Tesshu, as a young student of Zen, visited one master after
another. He called upon Dokuon of Shokoku.
Desiring to show his attainment, he said:
similar as possible in length, the
randomising process inevitably means that one strand will end before
the others, in which case it start repeating.
Finally, a little hand-tweaking of the HTML (computers a marvellous,
but the are some things they cannot do) and, viola!
For those interested in the technicalities, I wrote the programs in
the python programming language (one of my favourites among the many I
have used) and there is a
Stravinsky, with one enthusiast claiming that "on this evidence, Cage
could have been one of the supreme orchestral colourists of the
mid-twentieth century".
In the light of what did come afterwards, The Seasons is
something of a shock to the system: in a word, it is absolutely
gorgeous. It possesses a sheer sonic beauty which even the most
dedicated Cageophobe would surely appreciate.
Moreover, it
"The mind, Buddha, and
sentient beings, after all, do not exist. The true nature of
phenomena is emptiness. There is no realisation, no delusion, no
sage, no mediocrity. There is no giving and nothing to be
received."
Dokuon, who was smoking quietly, said nothing. Suddenly he whacked
Yamaoka with his bamboo pipe. This made the youth quite angry.
"If nothing exists," inquired Dokuon, "where did this
total of around one hundred lines of code.
The programs were written using the Emacs text editor running under
the Linux operating system and the final output previewed using both
the firefox and chromium web browsers.
The title of the review also used a random number (pseudo-random to be
precise, as computers cannot do true randomness) and is named in
honour of a number of Cage pieces which involve impossibly precise
durations.
was marvellously directed by Miller, who summoned a
stunningly coherent and lovely performance from the orchestra. I'd
love to see the orchestra play this at one of their regular concerts
without announcing the composer beforehand, to see what the audience
reaction would be - both the to music and to the discovery
anger come
from?"
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In early 1971 I was the guitarist in a rock band formed from within
the Scratch Orchestra. One of our first (perhaps the first) "gigs" was
at the German Cultural Institute in London, in May of that year.
Our participation was one of many Scratch sub-groups, into which we
would splinter after the evening's opening performance (the world
premiere) of Paragraph One of Cornelius Cardew's The Great
Learning. For this reason, John
This review was written - perhaps I should say "constructed" - with the
assistance of a computer.
Of course, all MiV reviews are written on a computer: after
all, without the computer, there would be no World Wide Web and no
MiV.
That is not what I mean.
But first, a little history.
The first involvement of a computer and music was in 1950,
of its
author.
It's not often that you see a soloist walk onto the stage, acknowledge
the applause and then bend over and look inside the piano. Perhaps
Tzenka Dianova was ensuring that this was the same instrument she had
spent hours lovingly preparing that no practical joker had switched it
for - oh, the humanity!
Tilbury, our regular keyboard
player was not available for this one performance - he was committed
to playing in Gavin Bryars' The Sinking of the Titanic, which
was taking place simultaneously - and thus was replaced, this once, by
Michael Nyman.
In order to transport our equipment
when Geoff
Hill, the Southern Hemisphere's First Programmer, used the speaker of
the CSIR Mark 1 (later renamed CSIRAC) to play ("buzz" to be precise)
simple popular melodies. In June 1951 it made its first public
appearance, playing "Colonel Bogey".
(Incidentally, the CSIRAC, built in Sidney, Australia, was the world's
fourth computer: the first two were both built in England and the USA
only managed to enter the race in third place -
- an unprepared piano?
Dianova is, of course, a world authority on Cage's music for prepared
piano; she is also one hell of a pianist.
We have heard Dianova and the Symphony give Cage's Concerto for
Prepared Piano before - some twelve years ago; on that occasion the
conductor was Christopher Butterfield.
Despite the merits of that performance, which were manifold, this was
altogether another kettle of fish (as indeed is the orchestra today);
despite its sparse textures it gripped like a vice from beginning to
end, brilliantly played by all concerned.
For a thoroughly-deserved encore, Dianova played Cage's A Room,
leaving us with the sound of arguably Cage's greatest single
invention, the prepared piano, ringing in our ears.
For those who had ears to hear this was an exhilarating evening.
to the rehearsal space, Bryn
Harris, our drummer, had arranged for me to borrow Cardew's VW camper
van.
I arrived at Cardew's house in Barnes, South London, late one
afternoon, only to find that he was out. His wife, Stella, was,
however, expecting me.
She showed me to the van in order, or so I thought, that I could
familiarise myself with the controls.
I seated myself in the driver's seat and she explained to me - somewhat
elaborately, I thought - that this pedal was the accelerator, this
the brake, etc, etc.
Switching on the engine, I engaged the clutch, put the engine into
first gear and slowly pulled away from the kerb.
"Oh", said Stella, surprised, "you've driven before."