I am doing a transcription of some of Krenek’s papers in preparation for a paper I am writing on his Solo Viola Sonata. Below are some of the notes from the work I’m doing and an excerpt from the beginning of the transcription (I am not sure whether I am allowed to post it all.)
The opera had not yet been produced at the time of my San Diego lectures. As a postmortem I may add that I had never anticipated the amount of indignation and anguish that the performance, which eventually took place in Hamburg, caused. One could expect the conservatives to be outraged. but they were just as [...]
Stewart, J. L. (1991). Ernst Krenek: The man and his music. Berkeley: University of California Press.
“As Krenek recalls, when the parts had been distributed, he told the players: ‘Now we are going to play a piece which you will not understand one bit. Whoever thinks he has the theme please play very loud.’ The [...]
On one occasion, Schoenberg asked a girl in his class to go to the piano and play the first movement of a Beethoven sonata, which was afterwards to be analyzed. She said, “It is too difficult. I can’t play it.” Schoenberg said, “You’re a pianist, aren’t you?” She said, “Yes.” He said, Then go to [...]
On Sunday I went and heard a percussion recital. On it I heard perhaps my favorite piece for solo thunder-sheet ever. (That’s not saying much, it’s the only one I’ve heard). This piece and another that I recently heard called To The Earth by Frederick Rzewski really opened my eyes as to the possibilities of [...]
One of the ways Stockhausen put this piece together with the huge crescendos that go to a climax and then suddenly disappear was to record an attack with a synthesizer & reverb running. He would then record the sample of the attack + reverb playing backwards to get the desired effect.
Even the Mavericks’ eventual victory seemed to me a grim thing hammered out of Teutonic ambition on a dark mountainside. As unsmiling as anything from Wagner, this was the championship Ring Cycle, with Dirk Nowitzki gripped in the irons of Fate, hollow-eyed and mad with fever, hauling Wotan and Brünnhilde and Dwyane Wade [...]