Der Wind bläset wo
er will
Schumann’s Violin Concerto was a long, pale whisper
after the first performance of Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s effective
piece about the wind at the concert Friday night by the Danish National
Symphony Orchestra.
Never have the guitar play right after the trombone. This was the
doctrine at the conservatory when the concert programmes were made
for the different recitals. Ears, which have adjusted to a loud
sound volume, cannot switch acutely to soft nuances. This was obvious
at the concert with the National Symphony Orchestra on Friday, where
the first performance of Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s spectacular
work ”Der Wind bläset wo er will” (”The Wind
bloweth where it listeth”) was first played.
Agerfeldt Olesen (born 1969) illustrates everything unexpected with
a gigantic orchestral machinery . He surprises and frightens with
inventive effects and layers which at first grate against each other,
then sound fairylike – like in a Disney movie.
Work of surprises
The mighty Mahler-hammer was crashing, the clarinets were making
hissing noises when the musicians blowed into the holes of the instruments,
the low strings chanted dark sounds, and the solo cellist insistingly
knocked with the bow on the instrument. Like time itself, running
out. There were chromatic cascades in the strings and violins shrieking
in the high registers. And sudden ideas like the meditative sound
of the one-stringed indian instrument and champagne bottles popping.
And the wind in many forms of instrumentation before it all sounded
melodic at the end.
In the front, Finnish John Storgårds was in control with free
and beautifully modelled motions. Not all entries were accurate
though.
Young Latvian Baiba Skride then flounced onto the stage like a blue
angel with her violin. She played all the right notes in Schumann's
difficult and virtuoso Violin Concerto, and made the violin whisper
and the orchestra follow her like a big, chamber-musical organism.
Rather boring
Still, I was kind of bored, because Agerfeldt Olesen's stormy soundscape
automatically made the romantic notes seem pale and anonymous. Neither
the Latvian nor the orchestra was to blame – only the unfortunate
constellation of stormy sounds being followed by quietness.
After the break Beethoven’s 2nd Symphony in D major with Storgårds
in front had élan and energy. There were joyfull melodies,
beautiful wind solos and shining string sculptures. But also there
were too many inaccuracies and too much stumbling. As if the orchestra
didn’t prepare the Symphony well enough.
From this evening, the piece by Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen will stay
in our minds. If only the Danish Radio in the future would focus
on the dramaturgy and on the succession, suiting the works and the
ears best. Put f.ex. Schumann before the stormy bit. This evening,
the combination of works was as the wind bloweth.
Christine Christiansen, Jyllands
Posten, 30th of April 2011
Benieth our own skies
The world premiere on a new piece about the wind and the weather
swept everybody off their feets – and the saw had its debut
as instrument in DR Koncerthuset.
And the weather: at first rough, then it will clear up and keep
dry.
Thomas Agerfeldt Olesens new piece ”Der Wind bläset wo
er will” (”The Wind bloweth where it listeth”)
is a wonderful walk through wind and weather. The fortunate listeners
took the tour in DR Koncerthuset friday night. One was blown away
in every sense of the word.
Where the classics like simple beginnings and then turn more complicated,
Agerfeldt's new piece does the opposite: the orchestra takes off
in an avantgardistic storm and then slowly finds more sentimental
echoes of Chopin and more.
The strings whirl like leaves on a forest floor. The winds blow
and rattle – sometimes entirely without tone. And the gentlemen
at the percussion literally work at high pressure: you hear bottle
corks popping and egg slicers from the back wall.
The concert hall’s most beautiful sound
Not to forget the man with the saw! The melody is fragile like a
long forgotten beauty. Like a proletarian refugee. Saying the saw
was the hall’s most beautiful sound up to this date would
of course be noughty. Yet it was, nevertheless.
What else to look forward to on Monday's repeat in the radio? Not
really to Schumann's Violin Concerto. It had stayed unpublished
for over a century and quickly slides into oblivion again. But the
Latvian Baiba Skride sounds more and more promising on the violin
of her fellow countryman Gidon Kremer. She plays the center of the
music overwhelmingly quiet and poetic, so that the ears almost have
to search for the music. Beethovens 2nd Symphony shows the house
orchestra in fine shape. The Finnish John Storgårds is a string
player himself, and this rubbed off onto the collegues on stage.
It was long since music was so much alive on stage.
But Agerfeldt was shining particularly this evening. He is far from
being a......windbag.
Søren Schauser, Berlingske
Tidende, 30th of April 2011
The music bloweth where
it listeth
Once again The Danish National Symphony Orchestra presented itself
as a magnificant orchestra for playing modern music. As it did when
it performed Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s 25 minute piece ”Der
Wind bläset wo er will” (The Wind bloweth where it listeth).
The 41 year old Danish composer has done a composition which awakes
curiosity and wonder, caused by the many musical collisions. His
intention with the piece is indeed to tear down preoccupied views
on music by means of many surprising sound constellations. Which
proved succesful.
The music whirled arround in the string section, it was blown back
and forth by the woodwinds, the percussion made the bottle corks
pop and a saw suddenly made everything freeze in meditation. One
has to search a long time for such instrumentation! It will hardly
become a standard repertoire piece, but nonetheless it is wonderful
to listen to modern music when it is done as intelligently and examinative
as in this piece.
Jakob Holm, Kristeligt Dagblad,
3rd of May, 2011
String Quartet no 5, "Plappergeister"
Intense listening
Quartetto di Cremonas ability to take command over chaos was convincing;
it was a feature which also found its use in the first performance
of Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s String Quartet no. 5 with the
name ”Plappergeister”. In this piece, the audience is
guided through a very varied sound scape, f.ex. a great passage
inspired by cool folk music with an almost medieval touch. Suddenly
paperthin trills were heard, and it felt like floating in the great
nothingness of the universe. It felt like almost anything could
happen, which made the audience listen intensely.
Agressive energy
The composer describes the piece as a sort of tunnel with emergency
exits all along its sides. Each emergency exit leads to a space
of the past and in the tunnel, there is a constant fear of collapse.
Like Sjostakovich, Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen changes between the emotional
and the hectic, and the at times aggressive energy gives the piece
a good drive.
It must be said to be a great honour to have ones music performed
by such splendid musicians. At the end, the four Italians played
a piece by Haydn. They dedicated the piece to Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen,
who was present at the concert, and the tribute to both musicians
and composer was fully deserved.
Rachel Einarsson, Jyllands
Posten 30/11 '10
Liebesbriefe for sinfonietta
and three soloists
Then a short break, then
Late Night Contemporary with Århus Sinfonietta.
The focus was especially on this evenings first performance
of Thomas Agerfeldt Olesens ”Liebesbriefe” for sinfonietta
and three soloists (voice, trombone and trumpet). The text of this
very interesting piece is fragments of a letter correspondance,
and part of the ”text” has to be imagined by the audience
by means of musical associations. In this way, the piece is demanding
for both musicians and audience. Because who is ”he”,
the chattering trombonist in the background (a very well playing
Niels-Ole Bo Johansen), who is the trompeter up front, who is the
female singer, who is almost only talking? During different passages
of the piece, one feels different types of hints for a deeper understanding
from the composer: a free metrum, a more controlled metrum, a more
nature-like metrum, a more ”cultivated”, a more aggressive-modern.
An electronic layer enhances perhaps a more sinister aspect? Much
to consume in such a short amount of time – please let’s
hear it again!
Ole Straarup, Århus Stiftstidende
24/9 '10
Search for beauty
A pianist, a violinist, an orchestra. In Theaterhaus one experienced
a kind of rebirth of the romantic, virtuoso concerto. Many elements
such as dialogue, cadence, lyricism and dramatic passagework, themes
and counter-themes, development and coda, were brought into play
in Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s ”Steinfeld” in four
movements and in Chen-Hui Jen’s programatic ”The Mind
of the Cresent Moon”.
A horn refrain, repeated six times and answered by a short staccato
from the pianist Rolf Hind begins an easy-on-the-ears piece that,
after that its sensitive start, develops its own powerful drive.
Croaking brass, full tutti, loud cluster connect together into a
filmic whole that after its bubbling virtuosity is able to find
a surprising end: with delicate harmonica and accordian tones it
clarifies a split landscape previously dominated by tritonus in
its search for beauty.
Dietholt Zerweck, Esslinger
Zeitung 25/7 ‘06
Danish primeval field
Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s piano concert “Steinfeld”
is somewhat less nice and therefore more exciting – a highly
energized piece where the piano works towards an empathetic communication
with the string tutti. Powerful moments, most of all harmonic clashes
and tensions remain in my memory.
Susanne Benda, Stuttgarter
Nachrichten 25/7 ‘06
A pianist, with cluster chords and energy paves
the way through extremes of orchestral colour. A violinist with
the scenery of momentary glass-tones swarms around the silvery light
of the moon. And a rapper that blasts such powerful interjections
that a whole orchestra begins to simmer and boil. These are three
moments from RSO Stuttgart’s concert in Theaterhaus with Jonathon
Stockhammer on the podium.
A tri-tonal core cell marks the begining of Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s
disguised piano concert entitled ”Steinfeldt”. Tritonus
as a pattern for contrast and tense multi-layered work. Different
idioms - pianoed, jazzy, harmonica-like criss-cross their way in
relation to each other. A refined sense of muscular bodies of sound
and sharply cut changes. Pianist Rolf Hind works with a virtuoso
decisiveness at the centre of the marbled sound-whole, accompanied
by aids such as cluster boards without being engulfed by the orchestestral
mass. A struggle for contour in the border areas of heterogene formations.
Stefan Kister, Stuttgarter
Zeitung 25/7 ‘06
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta...
There is so much energi in the new orchestra piece ”Königswinter”
by 36 year old composer Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen [...] After the
concert on Sunday in the Danish Radio Concert Hall, he is likely
to be one of Denmarks most thrilling composers. This evenings few
listeners got everything the heart and brain could wish for: Rhythms
that kept going for a suitable amount of time. Melodies that stopped
in time. And so on. The fact that the Five Danish Chamber Ensembles
repeated the performance was almost marvellous. On the other hand,
it didn’t get substantially better the second time. You felt
the weakness of the constellation of ensembles, which usually don’t
play together. But my sincere gratitude to all of the involved.
My gratitude for “Königswinter”.
Søren H. Schauser, Berlingske
Tidende 31/5 '05
“She asks questions that make him feel
unsure, Afterwards, in bed, she makes him feel sure again.”
This is the tragic story of Marlis and Viktor, She has recently
been in mortal danger. He saved her. Now they are driving round
in the south of France – Aix en Provence, Antibes, Avignon
.. to make love and be cultural so to say. But the illusions slowly
fall. And one day it goes so badly that we only hear Viktor’s
version of events. It is his memories that are projected up on the
hall’s enormous thought-screen. It is his thoughts that poet
Thomas Krogsbøl recites. And it is his feelings that Thomas
Agerfeldt Olesen has set to music. The latter is the best –
these dreamy glasslike tones, umba rhythms that cut into your heart.
You could go on and on (….). The women in the audience laugh
and they laugh aloud at all of us men and our need for small, stupid
affirmations.
Søren Hallundbæk
Schauser, Berlingske Tidende 21.4. ‘04
A well-polished bombardment of the senses
Viktors Golgotha is a different kind of theatre experience where
recital, film, music and scenography melt together sharply and seductively.
”Viktors Golgotha” at Den Anden Opera in Copehhagen
is a fine example of a complete Gesamtkunstwerk where speech, film
and music together become greater than the sum of their parts. On
the other hand the piece based on Max Frisch’s novel demands
the full attention of the public because its bombardment of the
senses is massive. For that reason the performance isn’t suited
for first-time-theatre-goers but rather for the more seasoned users
of velvet seats. The work is based on a reading of the novel ”Sketch
of an accident” from the collection ”Tagebuch 1966-71”
whilst the film and music sway in and out of the story like a kind
of commentary framework.
The work is recited by Thomas Krogsbøl, one the authors from
the lyrical workshop ”Øverste Kirugiske”. Krogsbøl
quite consciously places emphasis on presenting rather than acting
Viktor - the only person we effectively hear talk.
Krogsbøl’s priest-like vocal quality means that the
other art forms are able to act as a commentary expression, not
least Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s exciting, newly composed music.
Together with the recital the Poul Ruders inspired music forms a
seductive, finely woven mosaic even if the experience as a whole
is rather comprimised. Led by Thomas Søndergaard, Athelas
Sinfonietta Copenhagen are responsible for the music and in this
regard one can speak of a positive experience, even though Signe
Krogh’s simple and interesting scenography consciously works
with a minimal view to both the conductor and the orchestra, despite
them all being on the stage.
All of them, including the reader are hidden behind an enormous,
partly destroyed shell that acts as a screen for Anders Elberling’s
film. It confronts the audience visually with Viktor’s (the
main protaganist) memories of a fatal car accident in France that
left his girlfriend dead. From that perspective the whole piece
is a long love story that slowly but decisively develops into a
tragedy. The form of the scenography underlines that the whole piece
plays itself out as memories in Viktor’s head, a storm of
pictures acting as a fine expression of multi-layered and fragmentary
pictures that often allows memories to flow in over each other.
Viktors Golgotha is quite simply the avant garde of the civilised
theatre within its noble and aesthetic borders, a different kind
of theatrical experience where recital, film, music and scenography
become one and together something different. On the other hand the
final product has become so well polished that it has lost a little
of its danger even though its raw, sensing aspects are more than
apparent. If you have the taste for trend-setting within the realms
of the respectable this is a must.
Lars Wredstrøm, Børsen
20/4 ’04
Sketch of a fate
Viktors Golgotha at Den Anden Opera is both relevant in its subject
and innovative in its form.
In classical Freudian analysis the patient should lie on a couch
whilst the psychologist sits discreetly behind the head section
in order to sharpen the therapist’s ability to listen to the
patient talking about his or her inner life. This structure can
be compared to Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen’s new music drama ”Viktors
Golgotha”, based on Max Frisch’s novel ”Sketch
of an accident”. This so called ”collage of memory”
was premiered at Den Anden Opera in Copenhagen. In ”Viktors
Golgotha” both the lead male and the members of Athelas Sinfonietta
Copenhagen are placed behind a fragmented film screen. The audience
are placed in the figurative position of being the therapist listening
to a thriller of a story taking place between the dreamy scenes
on the screen and what the actors are doing behind it.
It isn’t a traditional form of opera Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen
has written but is rather a spoken monologue created in close co-operation
with the ensemble, made up of strings and a small amount of percussion.
It is an understandable choice that comes with a better understanding
of Max Frisch’s surrealistic, fascinatingly sensitive and
erotically charged works. Frisch is best known for the novel ”Homo
Faber” but also in the writing that forms the basis for the
piece one finds a superlative representation of the crises of a
modern man’s life. All the small mental movements and moments
of doubt are so precisely formulated that they don’t need
to be sung at all. A small pause, a special emphasis says it all.
In Viktors Golgotha a pair of lovers travel by car through Europe.
The story of the narrator and the lead male melt together in Thomas
Krogsbøl’s spoken monologue. The pair should really
turn back but the journey leads them further and further through
France. Viktor becomes evermore unsure about the whole project and
the girlfriend’s constant commenting ”are you sure?”.
The woman in Max Frisch’s novel plays an important but more
passive role. She is both innocent and the indirect cause of all
the accidents. On the stage of Den Anden Opera she is silent, fashionably
dressed on the screen with long light hair and sunglasses. Legally
the man at the wheel when the accident happened carries no blame
but Viktor has to live with a hidden sense of guilt for the rest
of his life. Martyrdom in the couple also plays a role.
Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen has made beautiful and very present musical
drama. Musically the instrumental part stays consciously minimalistic.
Krogh’s scenography and Buadayia del Klaxon’s picture
and film production are beautiful, effective and well thought out.
It could be that the spoken role, woven together with the score
could get better with time but all in all it is a very present thriller,
innovative in its form and deeply relevant in its psychological/existential
theme. ”Viktor’s Golgotha at Den Anden Opera is well
worth the money.
Ida Hvidt, Kristeligt Dagblad
21/4 ’04
It is no wonder that Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen
has fallen for Frisch’s discreet, distant multiple layers
of meaning. That is well understood when you hear the new portrait
release by dacapo that coincides with the premiere of ”Viktors
Golgotha”. Apart from the earlier “Die himmlischen Heerscharen”
whose ghost-like nostalgia must have been inspired by Bent Sørensen,
most of the works bear his characteristic fingerprint; a raw, edgy,
abrupt surface that, with its often drastic tonal inventiveness,
covers a depth of subtlety. ”All as one” is pure comedy,
a zoo where the animals are set free amongst each other in an unreconcilable
cauldron of different voices. The humour is harsher in ”Tonkraftwerk”
a monster of pumping, stumbling and creaking machinery that occasionally
quietens into a balmy dusk. The last of two ”Dedications”
for piano trio is like a child that steadfastly refuses to follow
that grown-ups rules, “Zwei Zwölftontänze”
for piano flirts with jazz “Von Schwelle zu Schwelle”
are four, delicate, colourfully expressionistic songs.
Jan Jacoby, Politiken 20/4
’04
With its subtitle ”A collage of memory”
Viktor’s Golgotha is a theatrical production of Max Frisch’s
fine novel ”Sketch of an accident”, beautifully translated
by the composer Thomas Agerfeldt Olesen. The 35 year old composer
has reflected upon a psychologically well-described everyday drama
with a sensitivity for its subterranean pain and mildly ironic distance.
With seven string instruments and two percussionists that make use
of specially made lyre instruments embued with a heavenly tones
of sunshine, rustling leaves and sub-tropical well-being. The music
sways between a relaxed sense of peace and dissonant stomach knotting.
It can be pure atmosphere and an emotional foundation of sound but
it can also be talkative, gesticulating, impatiently inquisitive
and appealing. Sometimes it sticks like a burr to the reader’s
words and becomes a lump in the throat.
Jan Jacoby, Politiken 20/4
’04
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