I brought this wonderful arrangement by Enno Voorhost to the Classical Guitar Corner Academy Summer School this year and had an inspiring and helpful lesson on it with the amazing young virtuoso Hao Yang (visit her web site).
I’m not totally convinced it is possible to “cover” this masterpiece on a single six string instrument, given the expansive sonority created by the sustained orchestration of strings behind a soloist. But I think Enno Voorhost’s arrangement is a significant attempt to do so. Enno is a masterful guitarist and arranger who also teaches at the Royal Conservatory in The Hague. I hope to keep working with this piece and try to make it a bit more interesting for the listener (color variation, rubato, etc).
A fellow guitar enthusiast, Marc Adler, recently commissioned a solo guitar work from the versatile guitarist and composer Andrew York to commemorate the 5th anniversary of his son’s passing. Paul Adler was a gifted drummer, guitarist, composer, blogger, writer, and friend to many.
I was honored to help Marc with a premiere video performance. Marc’s hope, one I share, is that this piece will begin to be picked up by other guitarists along the way. May Paul’s memory be a blessing to his family and to all who knew and loved him.
The Black Cockatoo is a wonderfully evocative and playable solo work by Australian composer, Richard Charlton. The composer writes:
Black Cockatoos often fly over my apartment in Sydney’s Eastern suburbs on their way to Centennial Park. They usually mate for life, so upon seeing a lone adult, it led me to admire it, but with a touch of sadness.
I submitted this piece last October as a video performance for Classical Guitar Corner Academy’s annual “Guitoberfest.” Dr. Simon Powis, director of the Academy describes this work as “An intermediate level piece featuring lyrical passages that use the full length of the fingerboard and some nimble slur motifs that recur throughout.” It still needs more polish with time, but I hope you enjoy it especially if this composition is new to you.
The story of the Epiphany (Matthew 2:1-12) tells of a group of Magi who read in the stars a mysterious sign, touching something deep inside them, moving them to journey toward Jerusalem in search of a newborn king. These Magi enter the story abruptly and then, just as quickly, go out again by another way never to be heard from again. We do not know their names or their origin.
The best historical evidence we have comes from Roman Herodotus who said that the magi were part of a Median tribe in the empire of the Persians. An attempt by the Medes to take power from the Persians failed. The magi gave up their ambitions for political power and became a tribe of priests. They studied philosophy, natural science and religion. Many were holy men and women who saw life as a continual quest for meaning and truth.
I think it is this attitude, this quest for meaning and truth that give the magi their unique place in the Christmas story and why they have such a strong appeal for us. They represent that part of us that longs for something more, for confidence and hope, for a life of fullness and possibility. The novelist George Eliot wrote,
“It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger for them.” —George Eliot
What journey or quest do we find ourselves on in the present season of our lives? There are a myriad of ways to approach this question depending on age, culture, religious formation, and our own individual convictions. But I wonder if there is not some perennial wisdom that can summarize the human quest no matter our religious or non-religious background. Philosophers and mystics, and we could add magi, have expressed a summary of the quest that points to a universal recognition:
There is a Transcendent Reality underneath and inherent in the world of things;
There is in the human soul a natural capacity, similarity, and longing for this Transcendent Reality;
Humanity flourishes when it seeks union with this Transcendent Reality.
My hope is that we will nourish and give room for this “Epiphany Adventure,” throughout the days of the coming year. May we honor the importance of caring for our minds and our hearts as much as any other critical responsibility laid upon us. May we recognize the quest unfolding in those we do not normally or only occasionally encounter and discover more common ground than we ever thought possible.
“Once this spirit becomes part of a person’s life, every day is Christmas and every night is freighted with the dawning of fresh, and perhaps holy, adventure.” —Howard Thurman
Over the last year I have been working on a masterpiece of romantic music by the Austrian Composer Franz Schubert (1797 – 1828). This inventive and exquisite arrangement of Schubert’s Lob der Tränen is from the hand of the 19th century guitar virtuoso, J.K. Mertz.
Mertz’s guitar music, unlike that of most of his contemporaries, followed the pianistic models of Liszt, Chopin, Mendelssohn, Schubert and Schumann, rather than the classical models of Mozart and Haydn. He was active in Vienna (c.1840-1856). As virtuoso, he established a solid reputation as a performer. He toured Moravia, Poland, and Russia, and gave performances in Berlin and Dresden.
In 1846 Mertz nearly died of an overdose of strychnine that had been prescribed to him as a treatment for neuralgia. Over the following year he was nursed back to health in the presence of his wife, the concert pianist Josephine Plantin whom he married in 1842. Some speculation may lead one to the conclusion that listening to his wife performing the romantic piano pieces of the day during his period of recovery may have had an influence on the sound and unusual right hand technique he adopted in his pianistic arrangements such Lob der Tränen (In Praise of Tears).
Schubert produced a vast catalogue during his short life, composing more the 600 vocal works (largely Lieder), and well as several symphonies, operas, and a large body of piano music. J.K Mertz has given us Lob der Tränen among other Schubert songs, to play on the guitar and capture their extraordinary beauty. There are a myriad of outstanding recordings of this virtuosic guitar arrangement on YouTube. This is my humble addition.
I’ve included Schubert’s original text in English below.
In Praise of Tears English translation by Richard Wigmore
Warm breezes,
fragrant flowers,
all the pleasures of spring and youth;
sipping kisses
from fresh lips,
lulled gently on a tender breast;
then stealing nectar
from the grapes,
dancing, games and banter:
what the senses alone
can obtain:
ah, does it ever satisfy the heart?
When moist eyes
glisten
with the gentle dew of sadness,
then, reflected in them,
the fields of heaven
are revealed to the gaze.
How refreshingly,
how swiftly
every fierce passion is quelled;
as flowers are revived
by the rain,
so do our weary spirits revive.
Some of you may know that I regularly offer music for the classical guitar at the Wednesday Eucharist with Healing Rite at St. Paul’s, Ivy. Finding appropriate, prayerful/contemplative music to play has led me to the meditative space of ambient piano, such as “Sunday Morning” from Elliot Jack Sansom’s album, “Finding Beauty.” I created a midi string arrangement for this performance to help create a more expansive and sustained sound.
I’ve previously posted on this site two videos of similar piano compositions arranged for guitar: “Tomorrow’s Song,” and “Saman” by Ólafur Arnalds. I am moved by the simplicity of these compositions and the way they offer the performer a more contemplative form of expression.
Take a quiet moment,
Rick
P.S. If you would like a copy of my arrangement let me know.
I continue to explore the vast number of compositions written for the classical guitar by the great Fernando Sor (1778 – 1839). I think it is one of Sor’s most charming pieces and it has given me great pleasure to learn and play it. Hope you enjoy.
A recent album of some of my favorite Advent carols is now streaming on most streaming platforms including Spotify and Apple Music. I hope you will have a listen and while you do, hit the follow icon on my artist page so that you can be notified of new music I will be posting in the coming months. Thanks for listening – peace, hope, and courage!
For all the great thoughts I have read
For all the deep books I have studied
None has brought me nearer to Spirit
Than a walk beneath shimmering leaves
Golden red with the fire of autumn
When the air is crisp
And the sun a pale eye, watching.
I am a scholar of the senses
A theologian of the tangible.
Spirit touches me and I touch Spirit
Each time I lift a leaf from my path
A thin flake of fire golden red
Still warm from the breath that made it.
Steven Charleston, “Scholar of the Senses,” in Spirit Wheel: Meditations from an Indigenous Elder (Minneapolis, MN: Broadleaf Books, 2023), 22.