A Mighty Wind on the Silk Road
Music lives in an eclectic age just now. No one idiom or concept holds the high ground of respectability. But two ideas, rhythm as main organizing principal and cultural crossover, seem to be blowing in the same general direction and forming something like a prevailing wind.
We’ve felt it at Present Music concerts the past few season, where music by an African drummer is as likely as music by a university-based composer. And we heard it in a big way Thursday, when Yo-Yo Ma’s Silk Road Ensemble landed at the Pabst Theater.
Hummable melodies and compelling chord progressions were few and far between. Rhythmic cycles, scale patterns and improvisation based on both abounded. Hot composers Osvaldo Golijov and Giovanni Sollima, even in their heavily notated works, borrowed pointedly from assorted cultures and left room for improvisation. The rest of the pieces, loose arrangements of traditional music from non-Western cultures went further toward improvisation. Rhythm, not harmony, melody or argumentative sonata-type structure, was the most important thing in Golijov’s Air to Air, Sollima’s The Taranta Project and in the ambitiously expansive numbers based on already virtuosic exotic traditions.
For anyone awaiting the next Beethoven to carry the banner of Western Culture or to anyone who would keep each little culture 1oo% pure, all this is bad news. But if you like vital, gripping, daring music, it’s just fine.
The Silk Road concert was tremendous because 15 of the world’s greatest musicians got together with their violins, violas, cellos, bass, guitar, sheng, piba, shakuhachi, tablas, gaita and so on and worked things out. But even in the amazing bit for the four percussionists, performed without a single phrase written down, this was no self-indulgent, free-form jam. The result in all seven numbers was a coherent whole, whether guided generally by one composer or arranger or arrived at more or less by committee during rehearsal.
What a pleasure to see musicians playing extremely difficult stuff with their heads up and smiles on their faces. Eye contact among them was the rule, not the exception. Their joy in plying their expertise in the company of equals and in a creative atmosphere was contagious. The big, happy crowd — the Pabst was nearly full — hooted and hollered after astonishing riffs, which were plentiful. The Silk Road concert was as brainy and high-minded as a symphony concert, but felt more like a jazz or rock event.
If that is where the Western Classical Tradition is going, it’s OK with me.
Caronte Cristina Pato
Ascending Bird Persian Traditional
(Arr. Siamak Aghaei, Colin Jacobsen)
Wine Madness Ruan Ji
(Arr. Wu Tong, Liu Lin)
Air to Air Osvaldo Golijov
Wah Habbibi
Aiini Taqtiru
K’in Sventa Ch’ul Me’tik Kwadalupe
Tancas Serradas a Muru
—INTERMISSION—
The Taranta Project Giovanni Sollima
Shristi (for percussion quartet) Sandeep Das
Ambush from Ten Sides Traditional (Arr. Li Cang Sang, Wu Tong)
And here, for the record, are the personnel:
The Silk Road Ensemble
Jeffrey Beecher, contrabass
Mike Block, cello
Nicholas Cords, viola
Sandeep Das, tabla
Haruka Fujii, percussion
Jonathan Gandelsman, violin
Joseph Gramley, percussion
Colin Jacobsen, violin
Yo-Yo Ma, cello, and artistic director
Jon Mendle, guitar
Cristina Pato, gaita (Galician bagpipes)
Mark Suter, percussion
Kojiro Umezaki, shakuhachi
Wu Tong, sheng and bawu
Yang Wei, pipa
yes, indeedy. a night to remember Tom. the drinks after at the Newsroom across the street weren’t bad either.