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  • Princeton Symphony Orchestra Around the World

    Princeton Symphony Orchestra Around the World

    An overture about an Italian soubrette in Algiers, a symphony by a German composer in Italy, and a Russian concerto that had its first performance in New York City. It’s a small world on the next concerts of the Princeton Symphony Orchestra, as composers find inspiration and support from beyond the borders of their native lands.

    Maxim Lando will be the soloist in Tchaikovsky’s lesser-heard Piano Concerto No. 2, introduced in New York in 1881. The work was criticized by its dedicatee, Nikolai Rubinstein – granted, more diplomatically than he had Tchaikovsky’s evergreen Piano Concerto No. 1, which he had dismissed outright, before finally taking up its cause to the benefit of both music and performer. Be that as it may, Rubinstein died in Paris not long after his assessment of the 2nd, the longest and most lyrical of Tchaikovsky three keyboard concertos.

    Also on the program will be Felix Mendelssohn’s Symphony No. 4 – known as the “Italian” – which had its origins in a European tour undertaken by the composer between 1829 and 1831. Mendelssohn was 21 years-old when he first arrived in Italy, and the experience threw him into ecstasies. He did his best to capture his ebullience in music. The symphony’s first performance in London in 1833, which Mendelssohn himself conducted, made him the most emulated composer in England for the remainder of the 19th century.

    At first, Mendelssohn described it as “the jolliest work I have yet written.” However, despite its overwhelmingly positive reception (Ignaz Moscheles tells us the premiere was met with thunderous applause), the composer began to feel a nagging dissatisfaction with it. He revised the symphony in 1834, with plans for further changes, and the score was never published in his lifetime. He even claimed that it caused him some of the bitterest moments of his career. Naturally, it went on to become his most beloved symphony.

    Rossini claimed that he wrote his opera “L’Italiana in Algieri” in 18 days. The plot is a mash-up of seria “rescue opera” and orientalist comedy, as an Italian woman shipwrecked off the coast of Algiers is captured and delivered to the Bey’s seraglio. The Bey wants to make her one of his wives, but she is a wily Rossini heroine, so of course she manages not only to outwit him but to spring her lover who happens also to have been enslaved. The manic intensity we often associate with the composer is evident in the overture, which will open this weekend’s concerts.

    Rossen Milanov will conduct the program twice with the Princeton Symphony Orchestra, at Princeton University’s Richardson Auditorium. No passport necessary, this Saturday at 7:30 p.m. and Sunday at 4:00 p.m.

    For more information, visit princetonsymphony.org.

  • “Frankenstein”: It’s Alive

    “Frankenstein”: It’s Alive

    From some of the computer-generated chaos at the start, I was afraid I wasn’t going to like Guillermo’s del Toro’s “Frankenstein.” I guess I’m still smarting from Robert Egger’s remake of “Nosferatu.” But here my concerns were misplaced. As writer and director, Del Toro definitely puts his own spin on the source material, yet he manages to honor Mary Shelley’s 1818 classic. More importantly, the movie is full of heart. I don’t want to get anyone’s hopes up, but I wound up actually really liking it.

    I hasten to add, Del Toro’s approach is more Shelley than Karloff, even though he turns a lot of the original novel on its head. Don’t go into it expecting any “scares.” This is a movie that explores the nature of humanity and man’s overweening desire to push into the unknown without considering the morality of doing so or assuming responsibility for the consequences. It is, after all, “Frankenstein.”

    But these underpinnings are not simply brushed aside so that the filmmakers can get on with the killings, as is the case with so many of the movies. It has one of two gruesome moments, for sure, but the lens doesn’t linger. Rather, it is a thoughtful, literary, even philosophical movie, with layers of allusions and symbols that fit hand-in-surgical glove with the narrative.

    Oscar Isaac plays the haughty, frustrating scientist, Shelley’s “modern Prometheus,” as maddening as he is mad. His rearing of his creation proves here to be the product of cyclical abuse. The theme is skillfully assimilated and has a nice payoff. Tragedy is woven right into the story, of course, but this is one Frankenstein movie that actually leaves one with a glimmer of hope. Del Toro has loved this story – and “the creature” – since childhood, and clearly he’s internalized everything. Like Victor Frankenstein himself, he’s discovered the source of its life; but unlike Victor he also recognizes its soul.

    I have no idea who Jacob Elordi, who plays the creation, is, but he is a wonder. His performance makes the movie. I note he’s also going to be playing Heathcliff in an impending, overheated adaptation of “Wuthering Heights,” with Margot Robie trading on her “Barbie” good will. From the trailer, it looks as if it totally misses the point of Emily Bronte’s novel. But here, Elordi is excellent. As with “The Shape of Water,” Del Toro proves that he can be much more than simply a technical director, eliciting fine performances from his leads.

    That said, I would be remiss if I didn’t also mention how sumptuous a production this is. Every detail is fully realized, from the vibrant costumes to the outrageous and eyepopping sets, digital or otherwise. The lavish estates, the streets of Edinburgh, the frozen battlefields, the Thomas Eakins medical theater, the steampunk lab, and the arctic wastelands all look fabulous, often operatically stylized, but all of a piece. The production design more than compensates for a few moments of shaky CGI, with cartoonish flying bodies and pouncing wolves.

    Why, oh why, aren’t they making it easier for people to see this in a theater? This practice of showing a film for a very limited run in just a few venues so that it qualifies for Academy Awards consideration before consigning it to streaming on Netflix as “content” is more monstrous than anything in the movie.

    Beyond the all-too-rare experience these days of enjoying the film on a big screen with an engaged audience, it was such a pleasure to be able to sit there during the end credits and to be able to ruminate on what I had just witnessed to Alexandre Desplat’s evocative score. That is a part of the moviegoing experience that is so tragically undervalued in the streaming age. So much of a movie’s impact is cemented in those few minutes at the end, when you just allow it all to sink in.

    I hope you will follow my advice and don’t google anything about it, if you haven’t done so already. It’s best to experience it fresh. It’s a beautiful movie, visually and emotionally alive, with good performances, and I highly recommend it.

    “Frankenstein” comes to Netflix tomorrow, but if you can see it in a theater, go.

  • John Williams Scores Spielberg UFO Film!

    John Williams Scores Spielberg UFO Film!

    John Williams, who again teased his retirement from film scoring following the execrable “Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny,” has agreed to write the music for an upcoming Steven Spielberg UFO opus projected to open on June 12.

    Not a lot is known about the project – not even the title – beyond the facts that regular Spielberg collaborator, David Koepp, wrote the screenplay (on an original story by Spielberg) and that the cast includes Colman Domingo, Emily Blunt, and Colin Firth. Maybe some of the other actors will be familiar to you, but I don’t recognize them, as I tend not to see a lot of newer movies.

    Williams’ birthday is on February 8. He will likely be 94 years old at the time of the recording sessions. I have a ticket to hear his new piano concerto, with Emanuel Ax and the New York Philharmonic in March, so I expect the creative energy is still churning, if only he can hang on to his good health.

    Spielberg’s had a history with this sort of thing (“Close Encounters of the Third Kind,” “E.T. The Extra-Terrestrial,” and “War of the Worlds,” along with a few TV series he executive produced that I wasn’t particularly interested in seeing). I don’t have high expectations for a return of the old Spielberg magic, since we are living in a post-Douglas Trumbull, Carlo Rambaldi age, but hopefully the CGI won’t be too contemptible.

    A big plus is that Disney won’t be involved, which means the soundtrack might actually get wide distribution. For “Dial of Destiny,” the Mouse House pulled some kind of pre-order, limited edition bait-and-switch, meaning that millions of John Williams fans were shut out from obtaining the score on physical media and copies on the collectors’ market were priced in the hundreds. I finally managed to get a hold of a copy for $50 from Screen Archives Entertainment. Beyond “Helena’s Theme,” which is ravishing (and has no bearing whatsoever on the character in the film), the score is not top-drawer Williams.

    I do wish he had said no to all these recent “Star Wars” and “Indiana Jones” films and poured his energies and creativity into more interesting projects. Let’s hope Spielberg’s film is not a retread and gives the composer something interesting to work with. It would also be nice if it’s not an alien invasion movie. There’s enough unpleasantness in the world right now. I know I’m hopelessly corny and old-fashioned, but I’m yearning for a little hope and uplift in my entertainment.

    The film will mark Spielberg and Williams’ 30th collaboration. Their creative partnership dates all the way back to “The Sugarland Express” in 1974. Williams won three of his five Academy Awards writing for Spielberg films (“Jaws,” “E.T.,” and “Schindler’s List”). There’s no way he’ll win for this one, but it could bring him his 55th nomination. He is the most nominated person alive and the second most-nominated person in Oscar history, behind only Walt Disney (with 59).

    At the very least, we can expect that the score will be “musical” and not simply a piece of electronically-manipulated sound design. That alone would be cause for celebration.

    Best wishes to the Maestro on his latest screen endeavor. Whether or not it’s out of this world remains to be seen.

    https://variety.com/2025/film/news/john-williams-steven-spielberg-ufo-movie-1236563896/

  • Howard Hanson Romantic Symphony & Film

    Howard Hanson Romantic Symphony & Film

    I don’t know if I ever shared this before – from the Classic Ross Amico Cabinet of Curiosities, an inscribed photo of Howard Hanson.

    For 40 years, Hanson was director of the Eastman School of Music, in which capacity he nurtured and championed innumerable American composers, giving literally thousands of premieres at the helm of the Eastman-Rochester Orchestra (an ensemble he founded). The lucky ones found their way onto records, issued on the Mercury label.

    Hanson, of course, was himself a composer. He was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Music in 1944, for his Symphony No. 4 “Requiem,” written in memory of his father. But his best-known music, unquestionably, is his Symphony No. 2 “Romantic,” composed in 1930.

    A cassette tape of the piece must have been circulating in Hollywood, beginning in the late 1970s. It started turning up in the movies, either directly, as in the end credits to “Alien” (1979), or as thinly-veiled homage, as in the bicycle chase and finale of “E.T. The Extra-Terrestrial” (1982). More recently, Hans Zimmer cribbed it for “The Boss Baby” (2017).

    I can understand the allure. The quintessential “Hanson sound” is one of heart-on-the-sleeve romanticism, characterized by glowingly nostalgic melodies. But the composer also had his severe side. As the offspring of Swedish immigrants in Wahoo, Nebraska, he was also inclined to a certain Nordic austerity, especially in his later works.

    I never met Dr. Hanson myself, but he has all my respect and gratitude. Happy birthday, Howard Hanson!


    Romantic Hanson, incongruously, in “Alien”

    Hans Zimmer cribs for “The Boss Baby”

    John Williams’ most glorious music, for the last 15 minutes of “E.T.,” would not have been the same without his influence

    As it’s heard in the original

    Romantic Symphony (complete)

    Piano Concerto

    “Elegy in Memory of Serge Koussevitzky”

    Koussevitzky conducts Hanson’s Symphony No. 3 (in commemoration of the 300th anniversary of the first Swedish settlement in Delaware)

    “Pastorale” for Oboe, Harp and Strings

  • Paganini Devil’s Violinist or Genius

    Paganini Devil’s Violinist or Genius

    Did Niccolò Paganini sell his soul to the Devil? At the very least, he must have leased it.

    Paganini, born on this date in 1782, is often stated to have been the greatest violinist who ever lived. He took up the mandolin at the age of 5, and was playing his first fiddle by 7. His professional career began at 15, when he embarked on his first solo tour.

    In an era teeming with extraordinary violinists, Paganini transcended them all. In fact, so far did he outstrip his peers, there were rumblings that, if he himself had not bargained his soul, then surely his mother must have.

    At 13, he was sent to study with renowned violinist Alessandro Rolla. Rolla quickly ascertained that there was nothing he could teach this terrifying prodigy. So he referred him to his own teacher, Ferdinando Paer, who in turn handed him up the ladder to his teacher, Gasparo Ghiretti.

    Despite Paganini’s preternatural talent, his early success began to take its toll. Almost immediately, he suffered a nervous breakdown and began drinking heavily. He also became a prodigious gambler and a prolific womanizer.

    Combined with his uncanny abilities as a performer, his flamboyant lifestyle laid the foundation for the Paganini legend. It was said he once murdered a woman and used her intestines to string his violin, so that her imprisoned soul could be heard screaming as he played. Some claimed that sulfur could be smelled during his performances. Another swore that he saw the Devil standing beside him. Yet another, that he was the Devil himself. Paganini doppelgangers began to appear, bearing horns and hooves. Once, lightning struck the end of his bow as he played. Or so the stories went.

    And if you saw Paganini, you’d probably believe it was all true. He was tall and thin, with hollow cheeks and pale skin, thin-lipped and adorned in black. His pallid hand, with unusually long, flashing fingers, raced hypnotically up and down the strings of his violin like an enormous, acrobatic spider. Its unusual span and uncanny flexibility have been attributed in modern times to genetic irregularities, Marfan’s syndrome, and Ehlers-Danlos syndrome. Or perhaps he simply sold his soul to the devil.

    Paganini’s skills on the violin were unparalleled. It’s said that he could play twelve notes per second. He performed without sheet music, contorted, and swung wildly about the stage. His outlandish mannerisms earned him the nickname “Rubber Man.”

    Already sickly for most of his life, he contracted syphilis in 1822. This was treated with mercury, which led to further issues. In 1834, he contracted tuberculosis. He recovered, but retired from the stage later that year, at the age of 54. He spent his last years teaching.

    Shortly before his death, of larynx cancer, at 57 in 1840, a priest arrived to administer last rites, but Paganini turned him away. It might have been because he was convinced he wasn’t going to die. Or it could have been because of… something else.

    Paganini’s final tour was posthumous. When the Church refused to bury his body in consecrated ground, it was sent around Europe for the next four years, where it lay in state. When burial was still denied, it spent a year in a cellar. Then it was taken to a leper house. After that, it was moved to a cement vat in an olive factory. Then to a private house. Finally, Pope Gregory XVI allowed Paganini’s remains to be laid to rest in La Villetta Cemetery in Parma.

    Niccolò Paganini was a Romantic icon, with a capital “R.” Hector Berlioz, himself no slouch in the seething Romantic department, wrote “Harold in Italy” so that Paganini could show off his new viola. Paganini didn’t think the solo part was flashy enough, and though he came eventually to admire the piece, he never actually played it. Even so, he continued to help Berlioz financially during his later years. He also became a good friend of Rossini.

    Numerous other composers were inspired by Paganini’s own music. Liszt, another kindred spirit, who modeled his own concert persona after Paganini’s, wrote a set of “Paganini Etudes.” And how many composers have written sets of variations on Paganini’s famous 24th Caprice? Franz Lehár even wrote an operetta, highly fictionalized, about a romance between the virtuoso and Napoleon’s sister, Princess Anna Elisa.

    Whether or not you believe the legends, Paganini sure could play like the Devil. Happy birthday, Niccolò Paganini, wherever you are!


    Alexander Markov plays Paganini’s 24th Caprice

    Ruggiero Ricci plays all of them

    Claudio Arrau plays Liszt’s “Paganini Etude No. 6”

    Liszt’s “Paganini Etudes,” complete (the only live performance on YouTube)

    Rachmaninoff, “Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini,” at the Proms, with Stephen Hough the soloist (the famous 18th Variation appears 15 minutes in)

    Brahms, “Variations on a Theme by Paganini,” played by Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy3miJmU-dk

    Boris Blacher, “Orchestral Variations on a Theme by Paganini”

    Witold Lutoslawski, “Paganini Variations,” with Argerich and Kissin

    From Lehár’s “Paganini”

    Alfredo Casella, “Paganiniana”

    Paganini’s Violin Concerto No. 2 “La campanella” (with its famous “little bell” finale beginning around 19 minutes in)

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