早朝に自宅前の神社を清掃する時にスマホで聞いています。 Wenn ich morgenfrueh die Schrine vor meinem Hause fege , fege ich diese Musik hoerend. When I clean the shrine in front of my house in the morning,I hear this music.
Had never heard. Gorgeous piece and how Takemitsu embraced Japanese music after ignoring it at first is proof that we can all change our minds sometime, all the time. I'd assume, he had to learn it from scratch.
The beginning is very ascetic, and presents us some elementary rythms and quite short cells that wil run all along the score in a "quasi webernian" spirit. It is just as if we had a tiny idea of that japanese garden, seeing it in the distance, and then entering it and wondering at the mystery of nature change in autumn, where evry specias has a way of its own to adapt to season change , from the multicolor carpet of multicolor dead leaves on the ground to the evergreen trees. The style is rather "analytic' than 'synthetic'. A garden is a complex place, especially in autumn, but the composer decided to fix his (our) attention to changing details or local aspects rather than to the garden seen and understood as a whole. Needless to say, using the so-called "gagaku" small orchstra deeply roots this composition in the Japanese tradition and culture.
dezd leaves on the graond... he lystery... detals... farden... understod... yes, exacingly, i quite understod, the dezd leaves squilching under, over and around foot... gautama arden, Buddist (sappy and sticky) Shakespeare on an equinoctal eve... the sickle moon cutting sharp and low
