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Monday, October 22, 2001
MUSIC
REVIEW Leaping From Screen,
'Tiger' Runs Free Tan Dun's
reconceived movie music and his Water Percussion Concerto defy
borders, linking sounds of East and West, classic and
modern.
By MARK SWED, Times Music
Critic
The cliché that
music is a universal language, a language of unity, always
rings hollow, and never more than in
wartime. There is, in fact,
no language more divisive, and not just between cultures. It
separates parents and children. Neighbors and colleagues often
cannot communicate through it. Symphony audiences fight over
what language their orchestra should speak. CD mega-stores are
islands of genres. This newspaper, like others, separates pop
and classical music into separate departments. Our enemy, the
Taliban, bans music; at the other extreme, the peace-loving
Dalai Lama mistrusts its seductive
power. Occasionally, however,
a translator comes along who can bridge a gap or two, as Aaron
Copland did between Populist and Modernist, as the Indian
sitarist, Ravi Shankar, has done between India and the West,
as Philip Glass does between high and low. Tan Dun is such a
translator, and an exceptional one who easily spans all three
divides. Saturday night, Tan
addressed the audience before the world premiere of his
"Crouching Tiger" Concerto for erhu, a bowed Chinese
string instrument, and Western symphony orchestra at the
Irvine Barclay Theatre. He mentioned that the music, which was
adapted from the score he wrote to a very popular movie,
"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon," spanned East/West, old/new,
high/low dichotomies. That it
does, in this new concerto, and also in his Concerto for Water
Percussion and Orchestra, which opened the program. There is
plenty of ferrying different kinds of music back and forth.
But having grown up in highly restricted Maoist China, Tan
composes music with a sense that all borders should be
eradicated. At this concert,
in which Tan conducted the Pacific Symphony as a presentation
of the Eclectic Orange Festival, I sat among an audience that
included many who were Chinese and many who were not, among
people interested in new music and those who apparently knew
little about it. And yet I think we all responded with the
same sense of ownership—that the music performed was our own
music. For instance, in the
Water Percussion Concerto, there was an instrument Tan had
devised from recycled cardboard and cheap electronics. It is a
tube with a microphone that can be tapped or swung in front of
a loudspeaker to produce what Tan called a spiritual noise and
what we know as feedback. These are materials and devices
familiar to everyone everywhere, and when it was played with a
virtuoso flare by the percussion soloist, David Cossin, to
produce rhythm and melody, the delight was
universal. In Tan's music,
there is always a theatrical and usually a ritualistic element
that helps create an immediate effect. The Water Percussion
Concerto, which was premiered by the New York Philharmonic two
years ago, begins with the soloist walking down the aisle
waving a Waterphone, a resonating bowl filled with water with
protruding rods that can be
bowed. Its wah-wah sonorities
are mysterious and hard to locate in space, and the hall
filled with them as two percussionists on stage answered the
soloist with their own
Waterphones. Throughout the
concerto, in four connected movements that gradually progress
from slow, amorphous music to rhythmically exciting Chinese
folk song, Cossin splashed water in two large translucent
bowls, tapped on water drums (upside-down ceramic bowls that
floated in the water), plunged cups and tubes into the water
and lowered gongs into it to bend their ringing pitches. There
is a connection here to our local avant-garde (the water gong
was invented by John Cage in Los Angeles in 1935, the
Waterphone by Richard Waters in Sebastopol in
1966). Some of the
accompaniment in the orchestra was standard-issue modern music
sound effects, some of it more conventional orchestral
writing. But Tan transforms everything in a riveting
experience that is hard to define but very easy to
appreciate. The "Crouching
Tiger" Concerto was even more a study in transformations. It
utilizes thematic material from the film score, which won an
Academy Award this year, but the working out is new and more
sophisticated. The original
part for solo cello, which was performed by Yo-Yo Ma, has a
rich, exotic quality when transferred to erhu, which
was played with compelling expressivity by Karen
Han. And freed from the
constraints of narrative film (all boundaries are Tan's
antagonists), the composer wound up inspiring something new
and nonlinear from "Crouching Tiger" director Ang Lee and
writer-producer James Schamus. They cut material based on the
film into a moody music video that was projected behind the
orchestra. Among the six scenes, there was one of
computer-simulated 19th century Beijing intercut with
present-day New York City, a section focusing on Chinese
calligraphy and an ending of atmospheric slow-motion
falling. It was nice but
unnecessary window dressing, probably most entertaining to
those who had enjoyed the film and wanted to know what was
left on the cutting-room floor. The musical performance needed
to no help. There was great
pleasure to be had watching Tan's illuminating conducting; he
sculpts sound with his hands. And there were marvels aplenty
in the vast range of effects Han could achieve from her
seemingly rudimentary two-string
instrument. Ironically, only
the projected images from that other universal medium of
blockbuster film didn't seem to entirely speak for
themselves.
Copyright 2001 Los Angeles
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