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Three Anti-Modernist Songs

Song Cycle by Henry Dixon Cowell (1897 - 1965)

1.
 (Sung text)

Subtitle: Directions for Composing a Wagner Overture

Language: English 
A sharp, where you'd expect a natural,
A natural, where you'd expect a sharp;
No rule observed but the exceptional,
And then (first happy thought!) bring in a Harp!
 
No bar a sequence to the bar behind,
No bar a prelude to the next that comes;
Which follows which you really needn't mind --
But (second happy thought!) bring in your drums!
 
For harmonies, let wild discords pass;
Let key be blent with key in hideous hash;
Then (for last happy thought!) bring in your Brass!
And clang, clash, clatter -- clatter, clang and clash!

Text Authorship:

  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, from an American newspaper of about 1884, collected by Nicolas Slonimsky in Music Since 1900

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Researcher for this page: T. P. (Peter) Perrin

2.
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
Hark! from the pit a fearsome sound
That makes the blood run cold;
Symphonic cyclones rush around --
And the worst is yet untold.
 
No -- they unchain those dogs of war,
The wild sarrusophones,
A double-bass E-flat to roar
Whilst crunching dead men's bones.
 
The muted tuba's dismal groan
Uprising from the gloom,
And answered by the heckelphone,
Suggest the crack of doom.
 
Oh mama! Is this the earthquake zone?
What ho, there, stand from under!
Or is it the tonitruone
Just imitating thunder?
 
Nay, fear not, little one, because
Of this sublime rough-house;
'Tis modern opera by the laws
Of Master Richard Strauss.
 
Singers?  They're scarcely heard nor seen --
In yon back seat they sit;
The day of Song is past, I ween:
The orchestra is "it."

Text Authorship:

  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, from The New York World, February 1909, collected in Nicolas Slonimsky's book Music Since 1900

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Researcher for this page: T. P. (Peter) Perrin

3.
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
Who wrote this fiendish "Rite of Spring"?
What right had he to write the thing?
Against our helpless ears to fling
Its crash, clash, cling, clang, bing, bang bing?
 
And then to call it "Rite of SPRING,"
The season when on joyous wing
The birds melodious carols sing
And harmony's in every thing!
 
He who could write the "Rite of Spring,"
If I be right by right should swing!

Text Authorship:

  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, from the Boston Herald, February 1924, collected in Slonimsky's book Music Since 1900

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Researcher for this page: T. P. (Peter) Perrin
Total word count: 289
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