Mind Your Manners
A couple of years ago our Fine Arts Department hosted a series of piano masterclasses and an evening recital. Our school is located in a rural area about 2.5 hours away from both Phoenix and Tucson. We had a ‘Meet the Clinician/Pianist’ potluck with the local music teacher association the first evening, but I was at a loss about what to do for entertainment on the second night.
When I arrived on the morning of the second day, I was greeted with the words WELCOME ST. PETERSBURG QUARTET!!! written in large friendly letters on the chalkboard. A few weeks earlier, one of my students had told me that there was “some string quartet concert” that her violin teacher wanted her to attend. I’m sorry to say that it pretty much went in one ear and out the other. Some string quartet all right! So, of course, we went.
It was a wonderful concert. The hall was full and the audience enthusiastic. Very enthusiastic. They clapped after every movement and two works had more than 5 movements each. As the evening progressed, I noticed that the second violinist was becoming more and more irritated each time the clapping broke out. Her mouth became a straight line. Her entire body tensed. I expected her to erupt into a full fledged tantrum at any minute. When I mentioned it to my friend–our pianist, he laughed and said, “Oh she was probably thinking–Just like home in Bratislava!”
I started on this train of thought after reading an online article entitled, Following Tradition Through Life. (Read the article here) In it, the author, Chuck Avery explored different concert protocols as well as other rituals in our society. There is food for thought here including the following: “One of the questions that everyone faces sooner or later is how much is one going to let tradition rule his life.”
Musical manners have changed drastically over the centuries. Haydn is reputed to have written his Surprise and Farewell Symphonies as humorous protests over the rudeness of the audiences of the time. Could an entire orchestra really have left the stage one by one without the audience noticing? It is inconceivable to us in 2010. The symphony is now enjoyed as ritual humor.
Silence during the performance and between movements is traditional in our time. I was schooled to be quiet during concerts and recitals so as not to disturb the listening of others or the concentration of the performers. Cough drops are routinely handed out lest a paroxysm break out and create a chain reaction. Small children are discouraged from attending some venues. However, even those who are in the know are caught out from time to time by unfamiliar pieces and dim lighting, which makes following the program impossible.
As a performer, I have experienced some breaches of protocol. A number of years ago, I was performing a selection of pieces from Messiaen’s Regard’s of the Infant Jesus. It was near the very quiet ending of the First Communion of the Virgin, that the knocking began. It was followed by fierce whispering. I thought it went on forever and the glorious ending of the piece was ruined. Let’s just say that when I began the final piece, there was indeed a royal cacophony–my goose-stepping Magi were larger than life.
One spring I played Liszt’s Gnomenreigen on a mixed program. The performance wasn’t my best but I absolutely nailed the il piu Presto Possibile e ff without having to fight for it. When I was finished I was greeted by whistles and sports-like cries from one large family. It was a huge compliment. However, at the time I was embarrassed by it. Certainly the other audience members and performers looked at the hooters as though they had lobsters crawling out of their ears.
Most of us do not crave receiving flying hotel keys, personal garments, or… Well, maybe we do crave bills in large denominations. Obviously, no performer would want to have negative reactions expressed boisterously through booing or large pieces of rotten fruit sailing through the air. But, surely there is room for some kind of compromise? I advise my students to nod and smile at the audience when it is appropriate and to sit quietly and wait for peace to return when they need to. After all, the audience’s response is a gift and our mothers taught us all to say thank you no matter what–period.
Balloons! Great story.
During a classmate’s senior recital in an auditorium with no windows, there was a power failure in the middle of his Beethoven sonata. He kept playing and didn’t miss a note.
I would have stopped and assailed the administration or something!
Absolutely no free for alls! I have attended student and professional programs where people think nothing of coming in and out at will. I have even caught people reading. (I don’t even want to discuss the bane of everyone’s existence- texting)
Yes, it adds time. It’s why announcements of multiple names, etc. are usually accompanied by requests to hold applause until the last one. It also disrupts the connection between movements. Not all traditions are just stuffy. I oppose free-for-all concert behavior.
Only Cinq Regards:) Golly, I hadn’t thought about the fact that all that applause adds length to the program- there is a joke there someone but I will refrain.
I had a 10 year old girl and boy one year whose parents were friends. Tim harassed Jennifer so horribly during our recital rehearsal that she almost had a meltdown and I told her that if she could play her piece without giving in to Tim she would be great the next night. At the recital someone (could I really have been this stupid?) had balloons strung all over the room with long ribbons hanging down. Right in the middle of Jennifer’s piece one popped right behind her. She jumped about 6 inches off the bench, landed and continued her piece with aplomb.
Lots of discussion possible here! Great post.
First, you play “Vingt Regards?” I’ve decided it’s beyond me. Would love to hear you.
I did a quick search at http://www.nytimes.com for recent articles about applause during concerts. There were at least 2 or 3 not long ago. Couldn’t find them quickly, will search again.
During a von Stade/Katz concert in Trenton, NJ, the audience applauded after every song. The concert was a benefit for Channel 13. Von Stade looked stunning, and the lighting was amazing, so both factors may have contributed.
The concert was becoming so long, the performers decided to cut one group completely. It was still a very long program.
Also, in a “family friendly” concert I played at noontime in a MA church, a little boy ran up to stand right behind me. I was happy, in a way, but distracted, too. His dad stayed seated, so I didn’t know what the kid would do next. Play along?