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In October 1945, at the end of World War II, was forced into exile in Switzerland for the subsequent denazification court. In those quiet places he spent his last years without working, except those known as Vier letzte Lieder (Four Last Songs): Compound no cycle thinking throughout 1948 were grouped in this order - Frühling ( Spring), September (September), Beim Schlafengehen (On going to sleep) and Im Abendrot (In the glow of the evening) - and titled collectively by his friend Ernst Roth, who published in 1950 as a cycle of increasing dramatic intensity, and the instrumental demands of the score have been rising in every lied. In these poems (three of them belong to Herman Hesse and the other to Joseph von Eichendorf) brings together the romantic ideas of persistence, the very human desire to transcend through art (not through religion) and Nature's indifference to death. So a parting face permeates these four songs, composed by an old man of 84 years, where they shake hands autumnal serenity, melancholy and memory of the life spent with the serene feeling and acceptance the inevitable decline.
sumptuous atmospheres big band, Strauss draws an extraordinary variety of tones from the massive orchestra, often gently using small groups to create the illusion instrumental chamber music. Unlike the orchestra, richly annotated and colored by the author, the vocal part is not identified expression marks in the score, so you have to take as reference the harmonic modulations that surround it. The four lieder , written with excellent vocal technique from his wife Pauline in mind, require a considerable fiato to withstand the long phrases without taking a breath (some managers help the singer rittardandos through, to allow additional breathing), and a very wide tessitura (from Si sharp D flat major), which has turned into transpositions on demand and almost inaudible phrases. The melodies are long and sinuous, chromatic harmonies with subtle nuances in the text support, in a perfect sublimation of voice and orchestral texture. Except in the last stanza of the final lied, the songs have a form derived directly from the structure of his poems in three parts, changing the musical content right where change stanza.
work which crowned his long and fruitful relationship with romantic lied, closing an aesthetic universe looking to the past, are the spiritual testament of a decadent post-Romantic sound world, a funeral elegy dedicated to the Western musical tradition, which the avant-garde music of the first half of the twentieth century had declared passed.
The first performance of Vier letzte Lieder held at the Royal Albert Hall in London on May 22, 1950, eight months after the death of the author. Wilhelm Furtwangler and the Philharmonia Orchestra accompanied the walkírica Kirsten Flagstad, who was then already exceeded the peak of his career. Great dramatic singer was never renowned for his dedication to lieder. The order of songs was different from this edition, now accepted as canonical and after the premiere , which cast off with a conviction, an intensity and a really volcanic energy. The radiant light of tempi in some cases holds the record, in fact over the past sixty years have gone tempi inexorably lengthening. The movement is continuous throughout the orchestra, without a moment's rest, and seems to some independently of a vocal line of unusual lights and sound excellence. Though Flagstad gave his powerful nobles in the caressing tone and smoothness combined with the vocal opulence, and had not the extent required (some high notes were smoothed, and in fact the Norwegian singer never dared again with Frühling ) . This historic document (Testament), which probably comes from the dress rehearsal and not the concert, has a battered, dull and excusable sound quality, limited dynamics and acetate surface noise.
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In a magnificent Programme of the Discovering Music series (broadcasted in BBC Radio 3), Stephen Johnson explore in detail the process of the Deconstructive Truly Four last songs. A delight to share.
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He shook hands, smiling, but he said nothing. Was so small that you would have said that he had stopped growth in ten years. His height gave him the appearance of a human being reduced, small rectangular face fine lines, blue eyes, pale complexion, a complete baldness, short arms and legs, this guy was not old, maybe thirty, maybe forty, or fifty or sixty. The impact for its serene and mysterious smile on his lips. He never spoke, one would say it was dumb, but his eyes showed that he thought that the head had precise ideas on various topics. His office was sleep.
He lay on his back, body straight, arms stretched over his legs, his head on the mattress. A light blanket covered it: doubled in the autumn, under a quilt in spring and covered with a thick blanket up to his neck in winter. When he slept, we thought it was dead. One dead, smiling and breathing quietly.
The room where the man worked was free of noise and benighted. A light as filtered under the door. A mechanical clock, put on the ground beside a large bed, ticked at their own pace. Outsiders
got paid to sleep day and night. When he woke up, had to write in his notebook the dreams he had. The only dreams, nightmares ever. Perhaps I had nightmares. As it was, he did not have to write them down. Attendees spent every day in the room to retrieve the book, which they handled with great care.
man He loved his work. He exercised conscientiously and effectively. We would say that was the best: he was sleeping as long as possible without waking, one who had the greatest number of dreams and more varied. He was happy to sleep. He felt a great pleasure to be dropped in light sleep, as if a tube at the height of his kidneys would have passed through the body at right angles, as if it were a football doll, feet forward, vertical, submerged in the waters of oblivion.
Often the papers had the drama of professional dreamers went crazy. Confinements were common within the profession; also as rapid wear of their bodies, fatigue and, finally, the dreaded catastrophe: insomnia. The strongest, after a few years, were reduced its capacity to dream and keep those dreams. But this little guy never had problems. It was the best: he slept like no other, he dreamed about ten at a time.
Translated by Ricardo Sumalavia
Monday, March 8, 2010
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Light is a kind of radiant energy or radiation that can transmitirese by the vacuum. These radiations are waves (electromagnetic) that can have different frequencies. The higher the frequency the more energy.
In the bottom of the image electromagnetic waves would be found less often and less energy and in the upper electromagnetic waves more frequent, more energetic and more dangerous for living beings.
PROPERTIES OF LIGHT
Light proaga straight. We define a ray of light as the line that represents fragic direction and the direction of propagation of light.
shadows and penumbras
Shadow occurs when an opaque object interposed in the path of light. This object will not pass light to form a dark silhouette on the plane that projects light. The shadow represents the silhouette of the object.
If the light source is large and close to the object is produced shadows and penumbras. The penumbra is the area where the light comes from one end of the outbreak but not the other.
REFLECTION OF LIGHT
REFRACTION OF LIGHT LENSES
COLOR White light is actually a mixture of electromagnetic radiation with different frequencies we perceive as different colored lights.
When light hits an object, part of the radiation in the mixture can be absorbed so as to reflect the rest. These are the color of the body.
WORKSHOP ON THE COLOR
LIGHT ON WIKIPEDIA
CONSTRUCTION OF OPTICAL INSTRUMENTS
Friday, March 5, 2010
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Yes, I have always seemed to write the same book. Every time I start one, and with a stroke of amnesia, forgetting the past and the same scenes again. It's like a hangover, some waves do not stop ... A photographer who always made the same decision, but from different angles. With my books, without realizing it, I could establish, as metro plans in which lines are lit, a sort of network combinations.
At what point found the title L'Horizon?
Before you start writing. My character returning from the distant past, and I wanted to have a certain timelessness and an opening. To give too ... as it were, is complicated ... the impression that this is superimposed on the past.
Yes, no, in short, I do in general, to document, but I do not send emails, for example. There is something lazy, there is a time when it is too late. And then, at the same time encontrar a alguien así me parece un poco brutal, esto no me hace trabajar la imaginación.
Continua haciendo digitar sus manuscritos?
Sí, es absurdo también. Yo podría digitarlos en la computadora, pero yo necesito de esta distancia para poder corregir mis textos. En una pantalla, esto sería más simple, pero también muy rápido. Tengo miedo que la tensión se relaje. (…)
Está usted atento a lo que escriben los jóvenes novelistas. Ayuda a algunos a ser publicados.
Es decir, yo recibo una buena cantidad de manuscritos. Me alegra descubrir un nuevo novelista, esto me estimula. En conjunto, estos textos are especially interesting from a documentary point of view and human-they show followed a total anxiety, but publishers are not very literary. In my early days, the issue was still half craft, which had not changed since 1930. I wonder if today's young people are partners in the publishing industry, which eventually have become factories.
About the outset, it is true that you made false dedications in the books?
Yes, when I was 19 or 20 years I sold books and some escriturasme were easy to imitate, such as those of Paul Valéry and Malraux. I did three or four times to make money. This was not sistamático. Then it became a game when I saw a library, in the homes of others, I had fun writing fake autographs of Simone de Beauvoir to Luis Mariano, for example. And people believed it ... One day in the window of a bookstore, at the Vaugirard street, I saw a book on Robbe-Grillet, dedicated to not know who, and I recognize my signature! Sometimes reality is mixed with fiction, I remember having imitated a dedication of Beckett for a 60's singer, Pierre-Jean Vaillard. I do not know if they really met ...