Music and Life: A study of the relations between ourselves and musicSurette, Thomas Whitney
History
Music and Life: A study of the relations between ourselves and music
Surette, Thomas Whitney
Music -- History and criticism
Let us note also that when an art becomes detached from its own
past, when it is not based on natural human life, and does not obey
those general laws to which all art is subject, it is sure to evolve
conventions of one sort or another and to become artificial. This is
to be observed in what is called the “rococo” style of architecture,
as well as in the terrible objects perpetrated by the “futurists” and
“cubists” (anything that is of the future must also be of the past,
no matter whether it is a picture, or a tree, or an idea). Opera was
soon in the grip of these conventions from which, with a few notable
exceptions, it has never escaped. Even the common conventions of the
drama, which we accept readily enough, are in opera stretched to the
breaking point. For many generations operas were planned according
to a set, inflexible scheme of acts; a woman took a man’s part (as
in Gounod’s “Faust”); characters were stereotyped; the position of
the chief _aria_ (solo) for the prima donna was exactly determined
so as to give to her entrance all possible impressiveness; the set
musical pieces (solos, duets, choruses, and so forth) were arranged
artificially and not to satisfy any dramatic necessity. There is some
justness in Wagner’s saying that the old conventional opera was “a
concert in costume.”
An example of this conventionality and lack of dramatic unity may be
found in the famous quartette scene in Verdi’s “Rigoletto,” an opera
which is typical of the Italian style (in which, in Meredith’s phrase,
“there is much dallying with beauty in the thick of sweet anguish”).
In this scene there are two persons in hiding to watch two others. The
concealment is the hinge upon which, for the moment, the story swings.
But the exigencies of the music are such that, before the piece has
progressed very far, all four are singing at the top of their lungs and
with no pretext of concealment--in a charming piece of music, indeed,
but quite divested of dramatic truth and unity. And then, naturally
enough, the thin veneer of drama having been pierced, they answer your
applause by joining hands and bowing, after which the two conceal
themselves again, the music strikes up as before, and the whole scene
is repeated.
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