Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted. Or
perhaps I should say, “selig sindt, die da leid tragen,”since it is, after, the
German Requiem of Johannes Brahms that I’m now listening to.
There’s nothing like it, from the moment the piece starts,
with a thudding repeated noted from the string basses—perfectly evoking the
muffled feet of the horses carrying the coffin through the streets. Then it all
seem to be about the middle voices—the cellos, the violas stringing out those
long lines. There’s nothing rushed here, nothing stretched out, either. Brahms
knew about mourning—his mother had died shortly before he started the work in
1865 (he was to finish in 1869—and at 80 minutes or so, it’s Brahm’s longest
work). Brahms had been affected as well by the slow mental decline of Robert
Schumann and his death in five or ten years before.
And it’s a work devoted not to the soul of the departed, but
to the comfort of those who have stayed behind. Yes, much of the work is hued
with sadness, but Brahms lets it build and build, and eventually the music
climaxes into some of the most sublime music you’ll ever hear. Consider what
Brahms did with the word Freude—Joy—in the first movement. Anybody who knows
the music is waiting for it—anyone hearing it for the first time is stunned.
The text has nothing liturgical about it—Brahms threw out
the standard Latin mass, and selected the text himself. And the music is so
spacious that you barely notice that the text is minimal. Think of it as
meditation on a few simple words. A good idea—there’s not much to say about
mourning. But here is the text for the seven movements of the work.
Movement 1
Blessed are they who bear suffering
They that sow tears shall reap in joy
Blessed are they who bear suffering.
Movement 2
For all flesh, it is as grass
Thus be patient
For all flesh, it is as grass
But the Lord’s word remains forever
The ransomed of the Lord shall return
Joy, eternal joy!
Movement 3
Lord, teach me,
Ah, how in vain
Is my hope in you.
The souls of the righteous are in the hands of the God
Movement 4
How lovely are thy dwellings
Movement 5
You now have sadness
I will comfort you
Look at me
I will comfort you
You now have sadness
I will comfort you
Movement 6
For here we have no lasting
Behold I tell you a mystery
The trumpet shall sound
Then shall be fulfilled
Death is swallowed up in victory
Lord, you are worthy
Movement 7
Blessed are the dead
Yea, the spirit speaks that they rest
Blessed are the dead
Opinion on the Requiem has always been mixed. The premiere
was marred by the kettle drum playing loudly when it should have been softly,
and vice versa. (That’s what you get for messy handwriting, Johannes!) It was
later well received, and established or re-established Brahms as a major composer. Wagner hated it,
of course, and that’s a point in its favor. Later writers and critics condemned
it as “academic” with “long, empty passages.”
Well, it’s expansive, but long empty passages?
It may be how you feel about Brahms in general. You’ll have
to walk a long way indeed to find anyone averse to Bach, Beethoven or Mozart,
but I could shake down a Brahms-hater in the next musical block.
To me, this is ravishing music—the fullest exploration of
grief possible.
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