{"id":474,"date":"2014-10-05T12:47:01","date_gmt":"2014-10-05T19:47:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/?page_id=474"},"modified":"2020-03-14T03:51:12","modified_gmt":"2020-03-14T10:51:12","slug":"474-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/?page_id=474","title":{"rendered":"Brahms, Johannes: Op. 78, Sonata No. 1 for Piano and Violin in G Major"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"page\" title=\"Page 47\">\n<div class=\"layoutArea\">\n<div class=\"column\">\n<p>The beginning of the last movement of <span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Brahms<\/span>\u2019 Sonata for Piano and Violin No. 1, Op. 78, is the same as that of his \u2018Regenlied\u2019, Op. 59. One can even safely say, given the totality of the song quotation, that this Sonata is \u2018about\u2019 rain. If one knows the words, one can sing along a bit with the violin:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/RegenliedLIneNotated.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-475\" src=\"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/RegenliedLIneNotated-300x88.jpg\" alt=\"RegenliedLIneNotated\" width=\"500\" height=\"148\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/RegenliedLIneNotated-300x88.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/RegenliedLIneNotated-1024x303.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/RegenliedLIneNotated.jpg 1083w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>But then it stops. Halfway into the second line of text, it\u2019s not the same song anymore. What should have been a rather specific specific turn toward nostalgia:<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"layoutArea\">\n<div class=\"column\">\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Walle, Regen, walle nieder,<br \/>\nWecke mir die Tr\u00e4ume wieder,<br \/>\nDie ich in der Kindheit tr\u00e4umte,<br \/>\nWenn das Na\u00df im Sande sch\u00e4umte!<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Pour, rain, pour down,<br \/>\nAwaken again in me those dreams<br \/>\nThat I dreamt in childhood,<br \/>\nWhen the wetness foamed in the sand!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>is truncated, but made stronger:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Pour, rain, pour down,<br \/>\nAwaken&#8230; <\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"column\">\n<p>And what is awakened, but not named, awakes and becomes the movement for violin. Something songlike that is not a song, something to do with rain, perhaps.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"page\" title=\"Page 48\">\n<div class=\"layoutArea\">\n<div class=\"column\">\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt1.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-480\" src=\"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt1-300x147.jpeg\" alt=\"pickupmvt1\" width=\"300\" height=\"147\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt1-300x147.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt1.jpeg 666w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>Although there is no indication of what was written first, it seems logical that the last movement is the basic source of material for the piece. (One can say beyond reasonable doubt that the first few bars of the last movement were written before, because they had been in the song for seven or eight years already.)<\/p>\n<p>The overall feeling of the sonata is unusually cyclic and consistent. The halting-forward pickup rhythm which falls in the last movement also opens the first, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt2.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright wp-image-481 \" src=\"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt2-249x300.jpeg\" alt=\"pickupmvt2\" width=\"182\" height=\"220\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt2-249x300.jpeg 249w, https:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt2.jpeg 287w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 182px) 100vw, 182px\" \/><\/a>and appears in a brooding <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">pi\u00fa andante <\/span>intermezzo during the second movement. These inter-movement connections are not puzzles, enigmas or parlour tricks. They bring a very affecting consistency of material and mood.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt3.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft  wp-image-482\" src=\"http:\/\/www.timsummers.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/pickupmvt3.jpeg\" alt=\"pickupmvt3\" width=\"170\" height=\"210\" \/><\/a>\u2018Affecting\u2019 is an odd word, maybe a bit affected\u00a0for describing a piece like this. This work is extraordinarily beautiful. The simultaneous presence and absence of words leaves space for imagining, space for notes to act a bit like rain, but also just like notes. Rain or no rain, a sense of natural motion is unusually strong. It was written in southern Austria in 1878, sixty years after Schubert\u2019s A Major Sonata, fourteen before Mahler\u2019s <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Das himmlische Leben, <\/span>and twenty-one before Mahler\u2019s Fourth Symphony.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The beginning of the last movement of Brahms\u2019 Sonata for Piano and Violin No. 1, Op. 78, is the same as that of his \u2018Regenlied\u2019, Op. 59. One can even safely say, given the totality of the song quotation, that this Sonata is \u2018about\u2019 rain. 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