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Meeting someone familiar is an unexpected pleasure, especially at a new place of work. Familiar yes, but it took me a moment to place
her. It was Orly, the clarinetist
whom I had once played with professionally, now turned religious, wearing modest dress and a head covering. Who
would have thought twenty years hence, that she and I would both be teaching
at an ultra-religious Jerusalem conservatory?
Though
the orchestral days of our youth were behind us, we both still longed to perform. So when
Orly suggested
a sight reading session with her pianist,
I jumped at the chance. That first meeting, three professional musicians on a lark, felt so right that
we decided to continue. And thus, on the spur of the moment, our flute, clarinet, and piano trio was born.
Though
we launched into Bizet's Jeux
d'Enfants , a delightful set of twelve pieces, and Saint-Saens' stormy Tarantella
with great aplomb, we quickly realized
our need for common ground-- musically and otherwise. Like many here in old-new Israel , each of us
hails from a different country and
, like turtles, each carries her worlds where ever she goes. Irena
our pianist, an immigrant from the former Soviet Union, was
raised on Russian soul music like Tchaikovsky and Rachmaninoff. I, who studied
flute in the French Flute tradition, sometimes seem bland in comparison.
Thank goodness, Orly,
our Israeli-born and bred clarinetist, vigilantly monitors balance and tempos, averting an all-out cultural clash.
Though our lines of communication may
seem blurred in theory, in practice we're working out the
knots. Irena may count her
beats in Russian and I plot my entrances in English, but we all know our way
around in Hebrew. And of course, bellissima Italiano is our lingua franca.
Truthfully, negotiating a mutual sempre forte or diminuendo is far simpler than extracting ourselves from our frequent verbal forays into Israel's religious and political minefields. In fact, tea- and-cookie-breaks
aside, the less we talk, the better we play. A
shared breath when starting a phrase, a raised eyebrow at an impending
cadence, or a slight sway during a
rubato speaks louder
than words.
While interpretation poses few problems, finding suitable repertoire is something else. Our first program, in addition to Jeux d'Enfants and Tarantella, included Botessini's Theme and Variations and Shostakovich's Three Waltzes, all composed
for our ensemble. By
our second season however, though we scoured local libraries, we found little else originally penned for flute, clarinet,
and piano. At that point, we realized that we would have to sacrifice musical purism for practicality. It wasn't a matter of quantity. We generally round
out our programs with solo pieces like Poulenc's Sonata for Flute, Schumann's Romance,
Op. 94 for Clarinet and Piano, or Scarlatti's
piano sonatas. But facing
a dearth of original flute-clarinet-piano repertoire, we begged
Orly to transpose Baroque violin and oboe parts for clarinet. Initially, she was
reluctant to bobble Baroque arpeggios on her definitely un-Baroque instrument. But she finally came around, improving her tonguing, finger technique, and transposition skills along the way. Today in fact, when pressed, Orly allows
that she enjoys performing
Baroque music almost as much as listening to it.
So
these days, we unabashedly open our concerts with Loeillet or Telemann trio sonatas featuring flute, piano
and clarinet. Or we
go where many fear to tread, performing unorthodox arrangements of Bach
trio sonatas, occasionally alternating the flute and violin (oops, clarinet parts) to accommodate our tessituras. Undoubtedly many composers, past and present, have
arranged or written compositions
expressly for our ensemble, but in Israel, they are hard to come by. And, as it turns out, not just in Israel. A fly-by-night trip to Patelson's Music House in New York City offered much
promise but yielded only one
prize, Michael Webster's arrangement of Bizet's Carmen Rhapsody (International
Press). Webster himself is a clarinetist in
a trio like ours. That says a lot.
To sum it up, over the past three years, Orly, Irena, and I, each very
different, have become fast
friends. Our lively
rehearsals, discussions, and performances have not only deepened our musical pleasure, but also deepened our understanding of one another's lives.
© 2006. All Rights Reserved. Melody
Amsel-Arieli
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