Music Trade Review

Issue: 1899 Vol. 28 N. 13

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the summit, filled the horizon. In the
direction of the dramatic, the poetic, the
human mind, in my judgment, in Shakes-
peare's plays reached its limit. The field
was harvested, all the secrets of the heart
were told. The buds of all hopes blossom-
ed, all seas were crossed and all the shores
were touched.
"With these two exceptions, the Grecian
marbles and the Shakespeare plays, the
nineteenth century has produced more for
the benefit of man than all the centuries of
the past. In this century, in one direction,
I think the mind has reached the limit. I
do not believe the music of Wagner will
ever be excelled. He changed all passions,
longings, memories and aspirations into
tones, and with subtile harmonies wove
. tapestries of sound, whereon were pictured
the past and future, the history and proph-
ecy of the human heart."
T H E rewards of the popular woman com-
*
poser are very much greater than per-
sons usually suppose. There are conse-
quently a great many struggling for the
success which may come to them eventual-
ly. Mrs. Beach, of Boston, is probably
entitled to rank first among the women
composers of this country. None has at-
tempted such ambitious works as she and
her results have been remarkable in view
of the field she has entered. Iiij 1892 the
Handel & Haydn Society, Boston, gave
her first work, a mass in E flat fur quar-
tet, orchestra and chorus. Since that time
she has composed a symphony and various
orchestral works, which have been played
from time to time. Her songs cover a
wide variety of subjects, and they range
from children's melodies to the most im-
passioned love songs. She composed a
"Jubilate" for the opening of the World's
Fair, and is constantly at work on such
ambitious efforts as those at which her
reputation was made. She has never com-
posed a grand opera, as Augusta Holmes
did, and it would probably be found im-
possible to do anything with it, even if she
did.
Men cannot make use of grand
operas in this country.
Another woman who might be supposed
to represent the opposite extreme is Emma
Steiner.
She does not attempt such
serious forms as the symphony, but she
has composed three comic operas that have
been played continuously in spite of the
fact that their performance has generally
been confined to such small towns that
New York has heard little or nothing of
them. .They were played in the South.

•JVAME. LIZA LEHMANN, who wrote
••*»»• the song cycle, " I n a Persian Gar-
den," has never received any profits on
the great popularity of the work in this
country, as it was not copyrighted. She
had hard work to get a publisher for it, as
nobody could foresee ihe great vogue which
the composition would ultimately attain.
It is as much in demand here as it ever
was and is sung from one end of the coun-
try to the other. Her father is Rudolf
Lehmann, the painter, and she is the wife
of Herbert Bedford, also an artist. She
was a singer before her marriage five years
ago.
Maude Valerie White, whose songs
have been sung here by David Bispham
and Emma Eames, is said to make more
money from her compositions than any
other woman composer in England. Mme.
Guy d'Hardelot, who came here three years
ago as Mile. Calve's companion, but did
not return for a second season, has lately
begun to be popular in England as a writer
of songs.
*
T H E songs composed by actresses should
*
be regarded with some suspicion by
the public. These ladies are always suffi-
ciently talented to do whatever they want.
If they turn their fancy to the composition
of negro songs they should probably be
able to write them very well, but there is a
fascinating publicity about the honor of
musical composition which tempts them
sometimes to allow their names to be added
to works which may have been composed
by others. This temptation may be made
stronger by the readiness with which some
composers are willing to abandon the
laurels of the composer in view of the in-
creased sales that would come from the
name of a popular actress attached to the
song and a sum paid in advance in case
neither the music nor the actress's reputa-
tion pleases the public.
*
HTHE leading editorial in the always in-
*
teresting ^Eolian Quarterly is entitled
"Evolution in Music Making." It is a
comprehensive and erudite review of the
impression whicn the ^ o l i a n and Pianola
have already made, and are making on the
musical life of this country.
Limited
space will permit us to make only a brief
excerpt from this unusually interesting ar-
ticle: "What shall become of the piano-
and organ-player, and how can we look to
the professional to endorse a music-making
instrument which seems to strike at his
livelihood? We wish the piano-player well,
and have no designs upon his trade. It is
not unnatural for him to consider our in-
vention inimical, subversive in fact, to
his very existence. Let him have no fear.
We do not think it is as bad as that. Our
cause being common, the knowing pianist
should be our friend.
Will it not be
pleasanter to work in future with better
aids, to exorcise the demon technic, and
have merely the mental and emotional ele-
ments to deal with? Why should he dis-
dain the assistance of an instrument which
gives him, without effort on his part, a
sort of idealized technic? In lightness,
accuracy, crystalline clearness of touch,
combined with the acme of speed, its re-
sources far surpass the utmost skill of the
human player. Now, why not use the re-
sources to musical and teaching ends? You
cannot produce genuine artistic effects
through the agency of the Pianola unless
you are musical; but, as we have to iterate
so often, playing with the Pianola makes
you musical. Is not true music self-ex-
planatory, in a sense, giving up its secret
after repeated hearings, even to the un-
trained mind?
"We know of persons entirely innocent
of music, who had grasped by themselves
the sense of important masterworks merely
through hearing repetitions of the notes.
Nothing was ever lost through the progress
of inventions—i. e., that was not regained
by counter compensation.
The factory-
hand of to-day, notwithstanding countless
labor-saving devices, is better off than he
ever was. His labor belongs to a higher
category, that is all. His employer can
afford to make shorter working-hours, and
his economic status is also improved. In-
stead of one, he now controls twenty or
one hundred pairs of hands. Why, then,
should the professional musician oppose
the entrance of a labor-saving device into
the art of pianoforte-playing? Do not his
fingers ache with the labor he must force
them to do? Does he not feel that his
hours of piano practice tend to dwarf the
other side of his musical development? If
musical instruments with an automatically
supplied technic continue to grow in favor
and influence and eventually supplant the
human performer, will it not be a step
ahead ?
" It is clear that in the evolution of piano-
forte-playing we have reached the mechan
ical age—piano playing has become labor.
As might have been foreseen, when it comes
to technical execution fingers must give
way to labor-saving substitutes.
" Not so very long ago an elderly man
used to tell his friends that he remembered
being present at a lecture on gas when the
lecturer was openly laughed at for prophe-
sying that the time would come when the
streets of London would be lighted by gas.
" Similarly we suppose the whole artistic
world will ' rise ' at the suggestion we are
about to make.
" Nevertheless, standing on our Mount
of Vision, this inevitable thing we see:
" The time is not far off when the piano-
forte virtuoso, as we know him, will be as
extinct as the megatherium.
"And why not?
"Why is it unreasonable to interpose be-
tween the strings of a piano and the human
brain a new aid? Consider the whacking
and thumping of ivory keys that goes on
all over the land through years of appren-
ticeship, the pitiful ineptitude of students
to whom advantages have been denied.
What is the common result? Into how
many real musical works is insight afforded
by this process? How is the mind broad-
ened by the hours spent at the keyboard?
Is it not often narrowed?
"We can scarcely believe in the amelior-
ating effect of all this. We believe much
of it may be spared and time saved. What
money and time go into the work of not
learning to play!
"One might probe the subject deeper.
What does the desire to learn to play spring
from but (largely) vanity and the wish to
show off?
"Eighty per cent, of all practicing is as
good as valueless, any way, from not being
intelligent. Any candid pianoforte teacher
will tell you that. Why? Because it is
mechanical. So there are mechanical per-
formers too!
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"Now, the vital thing in ordinary musical
education is not playing music, but knoiv-
ing it. This it is which refines and civiliz-
es and sheds its beneficent influence upon
the child intelligence, broadening the
nature and educating the heart. How fine
Kant's phrase anent education.
'The
physical culture of the soul,' he calls it.
"If a tithe of the time now given over to
earning to play were devoted to gaining a
familiarity with the great music of the
world the gain would bring the misguided
scholar to his knees."
*
|\A UCH popular misconception exists as
* * * to the character, ability, social status
and general antecedents of the chorus peo-
ple of the leading comic opera organiza-
tions of the country. Critics are very apt
in coming away from the opera to dismiss
the whole thought of the chorus with a
couple of lines. The chorus looked well
and sang well, or "the chorus looked ill
and sang badly." Beyond these thoughts
they rarely go, and this no doubt is as it
should be, but most theatre-goers have at
one time or other doubtless wondered
somewhat as to the individualities of the
chorus people. An analysis of the chorus
of one of our local opera companies was
entered upon in curiosity by a well-known
special writer recently, and several inter-
esting facts were gathered. Of this com-
pany it was elicited that over eighty-five per
cent, of the young men and young'women
had received thorough technical musical
training in conservatories; that thirty-five
per cent, of the total had studied voice on
the other side of the waters; that nearly
fifty per cent, had a grand opera repertory
of one compass and another. Of the
women of this chorus, four were ministers'
daughters and over fifteen per cent, had
been educated in convents or religious
seminaries and over thirty per cent, of
them had received a liberal college educa-
tion. Of the total number of girls nearly
sixty per cent, possessed fathers who were
professional men and five per cent, were
possessed of independent private means.
Nearly fifty per cent, of the men were
found to be of college training.
*
Yl 7ITH some pleasure we present a por-
* '
trait of little Miss Modena Scovill
of Auburn, N. Y., who, by virtue of her
remarkable musical talents is commanding
much attention from musicians and the
press up the state.
Modena Scovill comes by her musical
talent naturally, both her parents being
well-known musicians. From her earliest
years she displayed a musical precocious-
ness that may be termed extraordinary.
At two years of age she sang the scale and
played it from any point on the piano; at
three she sang melodies and a half year
later played familiar melodies in any key
on the piano. When almost four years
old she was able to play by note in a very
effective manner, keeping pace in her prog-
ress for nearly a year with one of her
father's brightest pupils. She also dis-
played a perfect mastery of rhythm and
would recognize melodies when the tune
and rhythm were given without time.
When four years and four months old she
played publicly at the Burtis Opera House
and one month later before the New York
State Music Teachers' Association. She is
now in her sixth year.
This little artist recently gave a recital
at the Wegman piano parlors in Auburn
and her reading and execution of a most
difficult program excited the wonder and
admiration of a critical audience. Among
her numbers were Bach's Fugue in C
Minor; Beethoven's Sonata in G op. 49 No.
2; Schubert's Serenade; Wilm's Mill Clack
and Chopin's Mazurka op. 7 No. 1. She
also participated in selections from Beeth-
oven's trio in G Major for piano, violin and
'cello. Of this recital one of the local
papers said: " H e r playing throughout
MODENA SCOVILL.
was noticeable for its clearness, strength
and accuracy. Her arm and wrist work
is free, easy and graceful and she plays
with a modest repose that is charming."
The Auburn Daily Advertiser also editori-
ally remarked:
" Miss Modena Scovill, of this city, has
an absolutely correct ear for pitch. At her
recital Wednesday evening she correctly
called out without hesitation, with her back
to the piano, several notes, struck singly on
the piano by one of the audience without
regard for pitch or place on the keyboard
of the piano. It is quite remarkable too
that a child of six years should be able to
play a Bach fugue or a Beethoven sonata
with a degree of effectiveness that shows
she has an understanding of the composi-
tion sufficiently clear to render her capable
of conveying the ideas of the composers to
the hearer. If little Miss Scovill continues
with patience her study and her practice
which are not even now forced upon her,
she will make a pianiste of wide renown.
We have only spoken truly of her so far
for her accomplishments are truly wonder-
ful for her years."
Mr. E. E. Scovill, Modena's father,
disclaims that the child is a prodigy,
but says the power is really and simply
musical genius early developed. A little
more than a year ago it was discovered that
she was master of absolute pitch. How
long she had been in possession of this
great and rare gift will never accurately be
known. It is instinctive and has never
been taught her. What makes this gift all
the more wonderful is the fact that she not
only recognizes the notes on the piano, but
from any musical instrument.
Modena Scovill's future development will
be followed with some interest. Her parents
meanwhile can be trusted to proceed cau-
tiously to the end that her mental and phy-
sical growth may go hand in hand.
*
T^HIS is truly the age of miracles in the
* scientific world. No intelligent per-
son is now astonished at any announce-
ment of a new victory of science over
nature, and we accept with composure the
assertion that Prof. Wood, of Madison,
Wis., has succeeded in making photo-
graphs of waves of sound in air.
This suggests many possibilities in the
field of music. Instead of paying exorbi-
tant prices to hear the great artists in opera
we shall hereafter get Prof. Wood to photo-
graph the sound waves which we can study
and decipher at our leisure. The obvious
advantage of the new method is that it
will prove economical without in any wise
impairing the general result.
Verily, the world is moving on.
*
A NEW light is thrown on the lovable
**• side of the much misunderstood phil-
osopher and poet, Carlyle, by the following
from his journal for Dec. 3, 1867—more
than a year after his wife's death—which
appears in the "Unpublished letters of
Carlyle." The picture is one not easily
forgotten:
"One evening, I think in the spring of
1866, we two had come up from dinne. nd
were sitting in this room, very weak and
weary creatures, perhaps even I the weari-
er, tho she far the weaker; I at least far
the more inclined to sleep, which directly
after dinner was not good for me. 'Lie on
the sofa there,' said she—the ever kind and
graceful, herself refusing to do so—'there,
but don't sleep,' and I, after some super-
ficial objecting, did. In old years I used
to lie that way, and she would play the
piano to me: a long series of Scotch tunes
which set my mind finely wandering
through the realms of memory and ro-
mance, and effectually prevented sleep.
That evening I had lain but a few minutes
when she turned round to her piano, got
out the Thomson-Burns book, and, to my
surprise and joy, broke out again into her
bright little stream of harmony and poesy,
silent for at least ten years before, and
gave me, in soft tinkling beauty, pathos
and melody, all my old favorites: 'Banks
and Braes,' 'Flowers of the Forest,' 'Gilde-
roy,' not forgetting 'Duncan Gray,' 'Cauld
Kail,' 'Irish Coolen,' or any of my favor-
ites, tragic or comic. . . . That piano
has never again sounded, nor in my time
will or shall. In late months it has grown
clearer to me than ever that she had said
to herself that night, 'I will play his tunes
all yet once,' and had thought it would be

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