As I sit here full of cold and having done a hard week and Saturday morning at work, I have the prospect of getting back on the ‘hamster wheel’ and doing cleaning, washing, cooking etc. BUT I chose to listen classical music to wind down. And whilst doing so I felt as I do many times and felt I should put that down in writing. Our Great Composers, our Masters, to name a few – Tchaikovsky, Schubert, Chopin, Dvorak and Mahler – our people we should wonder at. In their day no marketing by way of television, Internet, mass magazines etc to push their music. It became known and known now due to its ….. total artistry and beauty, and still has a large impact on our world. We have been inspired by it.. even now many of these composers’ pieces have been used as theme tunes for tv series, films and adverts. The compositions of these Masters continue to mould our musical world and so they should. Have you heard of any other composers as great of this in our very clever modern day world Well yes there are a few who have achieved success through different media of our modern world. But our Great Composers’ beautiful compositions of music go on forever and will be known by all generations.
At this moment I am listening to Schubert’s ‘Serenade’, wow….
Schubert’s immortal “Serenade” was written in 1826. it is so familiar that it needs no analysis, nor is one necessary from any point of view. It is simply a lovely melody from first note to last, written upon the inspiration of the moment, and yet characterized by absolute perfection of finish and a grace and beauty of which one never tires. It was originally composed as an alto solo and male chorus and was subsequently rearranged for female voices only. The circumstances of its composition as told by Schubert’s biographer, Von Hellborn, are of more than ordinary interest. Von Hellborn says:
“One Sunday, during the summer of 1826, Schubert with several friends was returning from Potzleinsdorf to the city, and on strolling along through Wahring, he saw his friend Tieze sitting at a table in the garden of the ‘Zum Biersack.’ The whole party determined on a halt in their journey. Tieze had a book lying open before him, and Schubert soon began to turn over the leaves. Suddenly he stopped, and pointing to a poem, exclaimed, ‘such a delicious melody has just come into my head, if I but had a sheet of music paper with me.’ Herr Doppler drew a few music lines on the back of a bill of fare, and in the midst of a genuine Sunday hubbub, with fiddlers, skittle players, and waiters running about in different directions with orders, Schubert wrote that lovely song.”