
This evening I attended a performance by the
Venice Baroque Orchestra. It was quite good. The program included concerti by Albinoni (yes, he of the famous
Adagio. Except that that particular
Adagio was
not actually written by him),
Galuppi,
Tartini, and of course Vivaldi. The popular insult for Vivaldi is that he wrote the same concerto five hundred times; indeed, in mediocre performances this often comes across as accurate. But in a really good performance — like the one I heard tonight, fortunately — the music sounds much more inspired. (The key for the performer, I suspect, is to become aware of the improvisatory nature of the music. Paradoxically, one must work far harder to make music sound as though it were improvised.) When it is performed well, one can understand why Bach thought so highly of the music of his contemporary.
Incidentally, I think I might look into becoming a theorbist. Surely the demand for skilled players of the
theorbo is great, is it not? (Not every over-eager high schooler with some slight skill at playing the theorbo is deciding to do it for a living — now is he? — unlike the case in certain other instruments,
the blogger added, insultingly.) And the fellow who played it tonight looked to be having an awful lot of fun.
"awful" sounds the right modifier there, doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteShameless disclosure: Before hitting your link, I thought "theorbo" was a play on a Coach Z's pronunciation of "the oboe". Or something. Get a jorb, hippie.