New Header

Above these words stands my temporary “header” —the picture that runs along the top of this blog. It’s an excerpt from a painting that I happen to like. An obscure painting, but isn’t that the fun of art? You never know what’s going to grab you.

It’s the work of a minor Abstract Expressionist, a former habitué of the Cedar Tavern and friend of the big names in the movement. Still alive, still painting.

The painting “depicts” an urban scene; probably New York City.

For me, whether I’m in search of a subject to write a book about, something to photograph, or even a role model, I look for the distinct individual. On that basis, the painter and his work, and this work in particular—who knows why? —appeals to me.

Who painted it? I’ll let you think about that for a while. I’m busy.

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Facsimile of 565

It’s finally arrived, after a long wait. The package was on the floor in the main hallway. On it was a big red warning: VORSICHT! NOTEN! NICHT WERFEN!

That’s German (using cognates) for “Foresight! Notes! Not To Warp!”

Or simply “Warning: musical score. Please don’t bend.”

It was my long-expected copy of the facsimile of BWV565, the toccata and fugue in D minor by C. H. Dretzel (I think). Published by Verlag Dohr, or Dohr Press in plain English.

It’s a beautiful job, in the exact size and dimensions of the original—tall and slender. Hard-bound, and in a lovely slipcase. Too tall for my bookshelves. The pages of the ms. are in lovely, authentic sepia tones. The back page’s many splatters and stains are lovingly reproduced, almost like the Shroud of Turin.

The cover page is so amusing. It’s the work of a teenage copyist, Johannes Ringk, and is full of the arcane and archaicized preciousness for which he was noted. The writing is full of curlicues and diddly-doos. (This includes a notable skip of the pen just above “Fuga.” The tiny splatters of ink and the “repairs” to the sweeping ornamental line are all too obvious. Rattled and piqued, the boy returned to the word FUGA but slipped from italic to Fraktur hand for the -GA.)

Then there’s his deliciously arrogant young signature: obviously contemporaneous with the rest of the page, obviously the same hand, and also obviously attempting to look, say, two and a half centuries older than the rest of the page. This bright spark had been studying old books and papers, no doubt about it. Lots of ‘em. All at once.

The title page is full of other errors: instead of saying “D moll,” or “d minor,” the key is called “ex D#” —which means “out of D sharp.” Perhaps they used “ex” in Germany to mean “in,” but it strikes me as preciousness. Sharp is just wrong.

Then there’s the composer’s name, “J. Se. Bach.” This is also probably an error. This is the only source we have, whatsoever, that attributes the work to J. S. Bach. It’s also the oldest, thus the closest artifact to the work. By itself—and this ms. is definitely by itself—this is not enough to establish authorship.

I have already written on the clear stylistic link to Dretzel’s work, and the utter, complete, gaping-wide-open lack of any potential link to the style of Bach himself.

The facsimile has a wonderful commentary section, in German, English, and French, in that order. Written by Rolf-Dietrich Claus, whose book-length study of this piece is so fundamentally important (and dang it, still not translated, leaving me to fumfer through with my haphazard German).

Yet the commentary keeps circling, almost coyly, around Johann Peter Kellner. Musicologists will keep trying to pin this piece on him, simply and solely because “he’s more famous already.” This is an intellectual failure, and a minor act of idolatry. To his credit, though, Claus doesn’t push this point too hard.

Most fruitful in all the commentary is the distinction among different methods of noting accidentals. It’s of limited usefulness in the 565 debate, at least vis-à-vis Dretzel, as his Divertimento is engraved at a later date using the “piano-lesson rule” (Klavierstunden-Regel).

I wonder, however, if this avenue of thought might shed light on the exceedingly improbable German-sixth harmony in the fantasia in g minor. I find the e-flat there unlikely to the point of unplayability: indeed, I have normally ignored it—at my own peril, I realize. Is there a heuristic here that might prove me right, or wrong?

It is the final sentence of the commentary that inspires me the most: the search for the true creator…has now begun.

Amen. So it has. And I have something to say about it.

Kudos to Verlag Dohr and Dr. Claus.

The Toccata and Fugue in D minor, BWV565, was composed by Cornelius Heinrich Dretzel of Nuremberg.

I think.

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May

May First—the first day of summer in the old system. And a cold, damp, rainy one at that. I’m not feeling very well this morning. I have an essential church meeting tonight, but till then I suspect I will stay in.

I’ve said often that shifting the seasons back to the “cross-quarter days” makes a lot of sense. This way, with the equinoxes and solstices at the midpoints, many of our old expressions become clear. June 21 is really “midsummer’s day,” not the first day of summer. Christmas is really “in the bleak midwinter,” not five days into the season.

Judaism is an ancient tradition, and seems very comfortable with more than one start to the year. Rosh Hashanah is the first day of the seventh month, remember, not the first day of the first month. The first month is Nisan, the month of the exodus, the month whose midpoint (the full moon) is Passover. The reigns of kings were always keyed to 1 Nisan. Then there’s Tu b’Shvat, the new year of the trees; and the first of Elul, the new year for the purpose of tithing animals.

In other words, the older and wiser a tradition gets, the more ways it reckons time at once! Actually, by that standard, Christian culture has little to be ashamed of.

Anyway…happy summer, if you like!

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A Pilcher Saved

In the spring, 2009 issue of the Tracker, I had an article on a rare William and Charles H. Pilcher organ in Brooklyn. The instrument was in difficult condition, but what an amazing nameplate–an outstanding rarity of organ history.

The organ was still in its original location, a former German Lutheran church tucked away in the depths of Kings. Now home to a Hispanic congregation, the church no longer felt it had room to house a non-playing old organ. The instrument’s fate hung in the balance.

Well…I just recently heard from Keith Bigger, the curator of the J. W. Steere organ in the Brooklyn Baptist Temple and an organ aficionado from wayback (and also from Queens). It seems that a couple was inspired (at least in part by my article) to rescue the organ, have it rebuilt, and see it into a new home in New York State.

I am delighted–thrilled–tickled pink. With my former teacher Marilyn Keiser, I want to shout “hot dog!” when I think about this. I’m impressed, again, with the power of the pen. I’m delighted with the organ’s enduring ability to inspire and fascinate people.

I’m also grateful for people like Keith, who go about doing good in a quiet, persistent, and extremely devoted way. There are too many grandstanders, too many precious darlings, in the organ biz. Keith ain’t one of ‘em. Thanks be to God.

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Just Published

In the May 2012 issue of The American Organist:

—My review of three titles from Michael’s Music Service, a great outfit that specializes in high-quality reprints of old and scarce titles;

—A lovely writeup of my January 21 workshop for the Albany chapter. I appreciate how the author took such careful notes! As I said, and as I was quoted saying: the spectacular is optional, but competence is mandatory!

Thanks again to Todd for his fine editorial work.

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