Well, Wikipedia says he’s South America’s best-known
composer, and it’s arguably true. If someone tells you he or she knows only one
piece of Latin-American music, you can be fairly sure it’s the Bachianas
Brasileiras Number 5, scored for eight cellos and soprano. And yes, it’s a
sultry, steamy affair, a bit more Brazil than Bach.
And also according to Wikipedia, the intention of the
Bachianas Brasileiras was never to fuse the native music of Brazil with Johann
Sebastian Bach, but to use some of the counterpoint and harmonic elements of
the baroque period along with traditional Brazilian folk tunes.
And Villa Lobos was colorful, to be sure, at least in his
early days. Born in Rio de Janeiro, he ventured in his twenties out into the
“dark interior” of the country, and came back with tales of near escapes from cannibals. He also, he stated, realized that he would never completely follow
the European tradition in music: the folk music of his native land would always
influence his work.
Don’t think, though, that this is a composer who is
unfamiliar with the boulevards of Paris—he spent some five or six years there,
working with Varese, Aaron Copeland, Milhaud (whom he had met in Brazil),
Stokowski, and Pablo Picasso. So he got around.
Or tried to. At a later point, a military dictator blew
in—they tend to in South America—and stopped all money from going out of the
country. That meant that Villa Lobos was stuck in the country, but not a
problem, because he became the director of the Superindendência
de Educação Musical e Artistica—right, don’t
have to know Portuguese to get that one—and also wrote the national anthem. He
wrote sufficient amounts of propaganda that he soon was seen as reactionary,
especially among the younger generation.
He also was no slouch at marketing himself,
saying at one point, “I don’t use folklore, I am folklore,” and at another
point, in reference to his tour of Europe, “I haven’t come to learn, I have
come to show what I have made up to now.”
And this, then, is part of what he showed them….
Not bad, hunh? Anna Moffo knows how to do it….
Now then, don’t imagine that Villa Lobos is the
only composer on the continent--there’s also Astor Piazzolla, an Argentinian
born in 1921 who spent most of his childhood in Greenwich Village and Little
Italy in New York City. He was obsessed with his father’s tango records, and
though he studied with a pianist who herself was a student of Rachmaninoff, he
turned to playing tango when he returned to Argentina in 1935.
Like
Villa Lobos, Piazzolla gets around, eventually landing in Paris, where
he studies with the woman who ranks as the all-time composition teacher of the
20th century, Nadia Boulanger. He tries to impress her with his
“mainstream” or “Western” compositions—Boulanger hems and haws. Then he plays
her a tango, and she says, “hey, that’s it.”
OK—it’s like having the Delphic oracle give you
directions for your life; he goes back to Buenos Aires and starts a group. And
yes, he composes both tangoes and more mainstream works. And the tangoes merge
elements of jazz, baroque music, and Western music—the moment I heard the piece
below, I thought, ‘he’s had to have studied with Boulanger.’ Her influence is
all over the place.
This piece, written in homage to his father
after Piazzolla had learned of his death (Piazzolla was in Puerto Rico
at the time), is classic….
Of course, you really can’t talk about South
American music without getting into Alberto Ginastera, also Argentinian but
born of a Catalan father and an Italian mother. (Time out—the Italian influence
is so strong that in Buenos Aires, Spanish is spoken with an Italian
inflection. Oh—and what’s an Argentinian? An Italian who speaks Spanish and
thinks he’s an Englishman.)
At any rate, Ginastera studied at the conservatory,
later studied with Copland for a couple of years, and finally ended up living
and dying in Geneva, Switzerland. Notwithstanding, his music incorporates
Argentine folk themes; much of his music, reports Wikipedia, “were inspired by
the gauchesco tradition.” (Don’t know
the term? Don’t worry, neither does the computer. The gaucho is the Argentine version of the cowboy….)
Ginastera got noticed by people other than
classical music freaks when the rock group Emerson Land and Palmer took the
fourth movement of his first piano concerto and adapted it. A member of the
group ran down to Argentina to clear it with the master, who responded “diabolico”. It was one of those moments
when knowing Spanish (or English) would have helped—Emerson left the room
crushed, not knowing that the Master, as his wife would write, had felt “you
have captured the essence of my music, no one has ever done that before.”
Right—you know what’s coming....
Sorry, I can’t, I just can’t leave you
with that in your ears—Ginastera’s approval to the contrary not withstanding.
So let’s cheat a bit, and give you a composition that, if not from Latin
America, is at least Spanish and of the 20th century. And if you’ve
never heard Rodrigo’s Adagio from the Concierto de Aranjuez—get ready. It’ll
change your life…..
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