A wandering voice
Frederick Delius.
The title of course comes from William Wordsworth; he who
wandered lonely as a cloud, composed upon Westminster Bridge, wrote poetry about
nature and was born in the same year as Beethoven. One such poem is about the
cuckoo. So I am sorry if you were expecting a scholarly article about the
troubadours and minstrels of France in the 12th
century. This one is about cuckoos. Or to be more precise, it’s about music
about cuckoos.
The feathered theme came to mind the other day on hearing
someone play The Cuckoo Waltz. This old-fashioned piece was a favourite
of my mother, who could perform it on the piano with considerable panache,
especially after a couple of glasses of sherry. The song was popular for years
and even today is still a favourite among Swedish lady accordionists. The
puzzling fact is that hardly anyone knows where it came from.
All we know is that the music was composed by one Johan
Emanuel Jonasson (1886-1956), a trumpet player in the Swedish military. In the
days of the silent movies, he played in a make-shift cinema in Stockholm called
the Gyllene Goken or The Golden Cuckoo. The “cinema” was evidently in a
saloon which also had a cuckoo clock. Jonasson noticed that it chirped its two
notes in C major and to cut a slightly predictable story short, he wrote The
Cuckoo Waltz in the same key. But it seems that’s all he did write, which is
perhaps why we know so little about him.
Incidentally, one of Thailand’s most common birds is related
to the cuckoo and known as the Greater Coucal (Centropus sinensis, since
you asked). Thai people call them nók graboot and there’s even an old
romantic folksong about them. A few of these big ungainly birds live in shrubs
behind our house and spend the day stumbling about in the undergrowth. They are
not particularly good flyers, which must be disappointing for a bird. In fact,
they can barely fly at all and instead lurch heavily from one shrub to another.
Their song, if such it can be called, consists of forlorn hoots.
The sound of the European cuckoo is easy to imitate. The
first cuckoo piece to be written, as far as I know was by the French composer
Louis-Claude Daquin who was a child prodigy. He’s now remembered only for a
toccata-like piece which contains cuckoo-like sounds. He called it, with
breath-taking originality, Le coucou. There are cuckoo sounds in one of
Bach’s keyboard sonatas and in the tiresome Toy Symphony possibly by
Leopold Mozart (once thought to be composed by Haydn). One of the most famous
cuckoos flies into the slow movement of Beethoven’s Pastoral Symphony and
of course another one appears in The Carnival of the Animals, by Camille
Saint-Saëns.
Frederick Delius (1862-1934):
On Hearing the First Cuckoo in Spring. Orquestra Clássica do Centro
Pavilhão Centro de Portugal cond. David Wyn Lloyd (Duration 08:55; Video 1080p
HD)
If the Australian composer Percy Grainger hadn’t introduced
Delius to a Norwegian folk song called In Ola Valley, this
cuckoo-inspired tone poem may never have been written. Composed in 1912 and
based on the same folksong, it’s the first of Two Pieces for Small Orchestra,
the second being the equally evocative Summer Night on the River. The
composer’s parents were of Dutch origin, which explains his rather un-English
name. He was born and brought up in Bradford and evidently spoke with a
noticeable Yorkshire accent.
You would perhaps expect the piece to be bright, sunny and
optimistic but instead it’s reflective and laden with nostalgia. Even the cuckoo
imitation, played somewhat sadly on the clarinet sounds steeped in melancholia.
But don’t let this put you off; it’s a superb work and a wonderful introduction
to the musical landscape that Delius created.
Johann Strauss II (1825-1899):
Im Krapfenwald’l op. 336. Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra, cond. Carlos
Kleiber (Duration: 04:34; Video 480p)
This polka was composed in 1869 and features a very different
cuckoo. The title refers to the Krapfenwald district of the Vienna Woods which
is a popular recreation area with the locals.
In this piece, the cuckoo sounds are created by a cumbersome
wooden contraption, considerably larger and far less attractive than the bird
it’s supposed to be imitating. These fine Viennese musicians probably know the
piece so well that it hardly needs conducting, but just listen to the magic that
the impeccable Carlos Kleiber brings to this rather inconsequential trifle.
I’ve just remembered that the British writer and illustrator
Frederick Henry Townsend wrote a delicious parody on the opening of Wordsworth’s
cuckoo poem, couching it in the style of an English literature exam question:
Cuckoo! Shall I call thee Bird,
Or but a wandering voice?
State the alternative preferred
With reasons for your choice.