
Program Notes
© Beeri Moalem
Piotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky (1840-1893) Violin Concerto
There’s a well known, widely varied, probably false, but somehow accurate
(not to mention humorous) anecdote about Brahms and Tchaikovsky. The
two met in 1888 in Leipzig. The
often gruff Brahms leafed through Tchaikovsky’s music and after pondering a
bit, he remarked, “Your music sounds better than it is.” Tchaikovsky
scoffed, and shot back, “Well, your music is better
than it sounds.”
Despite their immature quibbles with one another, today, both composers
are of course, undisputed masters. They
are, however, masters in different ways. While
both produce beautiful and deep music, Brahms relies more heavily on logical
development and absolute treatment of music. Tchaikovsky
relies more on his unmatched gift of gorgeous melody. This
is why Tchaikovsky is one of the most popular “classical” composers. His
ballets Swan Lake, Nutcracker, and Sleeping
Beauty are readily recognized
all over the world. His
symphonies, concertos and operas, are also very successful.
Tchaikovsky composed the violin concerto in 1878 while he was abroad,
desperately hiding from his newly wedded wife. He
married in 1877 after the woman threatened to commit suicide if he
wouldn’t. Other reasons could have included financial stability, and the
desire to disclaim doubts about his sexuality. But
Tchaikovsky soon found out that as a homosexual, he could not perform his
marital duties. The two
separated but never divorced.
Tchaikovsky was recuperating from his marriage at a resort on the shores
of Lake Geneva, when he was visited by a former harmony student and
violinist whom he was very fond of. Tchaikovsky
was struck with sudden inspiration, abandoned a dreadful piano sonata, and
finished the violin concerto within a month’s time. Finding
a soloist to give the premiere took much longer. Three
years later, the piece was performed by the Vienna Philharmonic. Response
was mixed, varying from passionate cheers to vile boos. A
review by the viciously dogmatic Eduard Hanslick (who declared that he would
burn all of Handel’s and most of Bach’s music in exchange for a little bit
more Brahms or Schumann) reminds us of the fickleness ultimate inconsequence
of critics:
“The violin is no longer played; it is yanked about, it is torn asunder,
it is beaten black and blue…. We see wild and vulgar faces, we hear curses,
we smell bad brandy…Tchaikovsky’s Violin Concerto brings to us for the first
time the horrid idea that there may be music that stinks in the ear.”
Today, this review can only be looked down upon with absurd hilarity,
given the concerto’s passing of the test of time. It
is one of the most popular violin concertos ever composed, and is a staple
of the repertoire. The concerto
is based on Russian melodies and Slavonic gestures, (explaining the Germans’
initial distaste for it) brilliantly orchestrated and virtuosically
elaborated by the solo violin.