Malcolm Arnold (b. 1921)
Symphony No.9, Op. 128
On Monday 20th January 1992, in Studio 7 at BBC
Manchester, the BBC Philharmonic gave the first performance of the Symphony
No.9, Opus 128, by Sir Malcolm Arnold. The composer himself, aged seventy
and not in the best of health, was present for the occasion. The new Symphony
was the sole work in the concert, and the conductor was Sir Charles Groves, a
long-time friend of Malcolm Arnold and champion of his music.
Shortly before that concert, Malcolm Arnold had
celebrated his 70th birthday. He was born in 1921 in Northampton -birthplace
incidentally of Edmund Rubbra and William Alwyn, two other fine composers of
our century. There was music in his family, but nothing to indicate the
prodigious talent that was soon to emerge. At the age of sixteen he won a
scholarship to the Royal College of Music where he became a pupil of the
legendary trumpeter Ernest Hall, and since he had also shown a youthful bent
towards composition, he pursued his composing studies with Gordon Jacob. The
ravages of war meant that he was offered an orchestral post even before he had
graduated. Arnold played with the
London Philharmonic on and off until1948, when the award of the Mendelssohn
scholarship meant he could finally devote himself full-time to what he now knew
to be his true metier: composing.
It was a composer that Sir Malcolm has left an
indelible mark. If most people think of his film scores -Bridge on the River
Kwai, Whistle Down the Wind, Hobson's Choice -there are literally a hundred
others as well- this is because he proved to have a natural flair for the
medium, and seized his opportunities gratefully. In the Fifties and Sixties, he
was leading a double life, however, writing music of all sorts to commission,
for friends, or even just for fun. With the exception of grand opera there was
no medium to which he did not contribute: concertos, ballets, chamber music,
band pieces (brass and military), educational works, even a Nativity Masque.
And at the core of his output are nine superlative symphonies, each one highly
individual, different from its predecessor. They are the heart of Arnold the
composer and Arnold the man.
Arnold's Ninth Symphony had had a somewhat tortuous
history, in which BBC Manchester played a not insignificant part. The idea of a
Manchester premiere went back
to before the Eighth Symphony of 1979, when David Ellis, then Head of
Music North, asked the composer (after he had conducted the orchestra at a
concert) if he would write his next symphony for them. Malcolm Arnold agreed,
but explained that No.8 was already promised to a Foundation -and an orchestra
-in the United
States of America. David Ellis therefore arranged for the Ninth to be
commissioned for European Music Year, 1985. Fate then intervened, in the form
of the composer's breakdown and long period of ill-health. The symphony was not
ready in time: and London, seeing the deadline and an important occasion missed, withdrew the
funding.
The Ninth Symphony was eventually
completed, by then several years behind schedule, on 5th September 1986, at Wymondham
in Norfolk. Embarrassment then
ensued, as first the BBC -where there had been a change of management, both in Manchester and in London -and Arnold's then publisher,
Faber Music, took fright at the score, which was radically different from the
composer's previous symphonies. The BBC's original commission was still not
renewed. Sir Charles Groves meanwhile conducted a run-through of the symphony
for the composer's benefit in early 1988 in Greenwich, by the Orchestra of
the National Centre for Orchestral Studies (now disbanded). Sir Charles
believed in the piece, and at his insistence efforts to secure a first
professional and public performance elsewhere continued, without success. It
was not until the showing of a film about Malcolm Arnold in the 'Omnibus'
series of BBC-1's, timed to co-incide with his seventieth birthday, that the
tide began to turn. The film included Arnold conducting the closing pages of the symphony.
When Sir Malcolm Arnold came to Manchester to hear the Halle and BBC
Philharmonic Orchestras perform several of his earlier symphonies as part of an
Arnold- Haydn Celebration in November, 1991, in which Sir Charles conducted a
memorable account of the Seventh, a happy combination of circumstances
led to the eventual unveiling of the new symphony on a very cold Manchester
night in January the following year: over five years having elapsed since its
completion.
Ever since Beethoven, writing a Ninth Symphony
has been for a composer something akin to climbing Mount Everest -the
summation of a lifetime's achievement. In addition there has come to be
something fatalistic about the very idea of a Ninth Symphony. To take
two nearer examples, Bruckner died before he could complete what would have
been the longest of his symphonies, while Mahler's Ninth was written in the
shadow of his fatal illness. Shostakovich -much admired by Malcolm Arnold -was
so over-awed by the burden of this musical tradition that he deliberately stood
it on its head and wrote a lightweight piece. Arnold himself has admitted to
being daunted by the weight of musical history; not surprising when we discover
that it was written after a five-year period when the composer had, in his own
words, "been through hell".
Malcolm Arnold's Ninth Symphony has four
movements. First comes an Allegro in three time: a departure from
previous models, in that it is not really dramatic, as in earlier Arnold symphonies. If
anything it is rather naive in character, the themes being not so much
developed as given a wide variety of different orchestral colourings. The only
real climax is saved for the end of the movement, where the tempo slows, while
pitch and dynamics increase almost to breaking point. One of the most
disturbing features of the Ninth for performers and critics alike is the
amount of straightforward (or sometimes not so straightforward) repetiton in
the symphony, and there is also much unison writing for the instruments. The
second movement is memorable: a gentle, pastoral-like Allegretto in
nine-eight time, with much of the writing in just two or three parts, and based
on a haunting melancholy tune that resembles a folk- like carol. The third
movement is a noisy two-four piece marked giubiloso and not unlike many
another breezy Arnold scherzo, with much prominent and tricky writing for the wind,
particularly the brass, and full of characteristic Arnold clashes and dissonances within
a tonal context.
It
is with the finale that the balance of the whole Ninth Symphony changes.
It takes almost as long as the other three movements put together, and it is
not the usual Malcolm Arnold quick symphonic finale, but a huge Adagio slow
movement -just like the anguished adagio finale of Mahler's Ninth. The
composer himself, in an interview, did not deny the parallel. However, the
emotional feel is different from Mahler, and is peculiar to Malcolm Arnold:
there is for example none of Mahler's frenzy. Yet, almost throughout, the
movement is bleak and intense, spare and grief-stricken; like a gigantic
funeral march it forsakes dramatic contrasts for the sake of an unbroken
continuity of atmosphere: until the final bars, that is, which form a radiant
resolution on to D major. Without that chord, the surrender to nihilism and
despair would be total.
In purely musical terms the material of this
finale is often very simple, haunted throughout by the falling phrase of the
opening; but at the same time it is extremely demanding, both on the players in
terms of sheer concentration, and on the listener, in terms of its emotional
journey. The symphony is dedicated to the man who has looked after Malcolm
Arnold since his illness, and who was also present for the first performance:
Anthony John Day. If there is a note of finality about the symphony -which Malcolm
Arnold once said he regards as the highest form of musical composition -then it
is intentional: it may well be the last that Arnold writes. There is no doubt that
he meant every note of it, and that it makes uncomfortable listening, and that
it is very different from its predecessors. But it exists, and as the work of a
master composer it demands to be heard -to enable it to be studied, absorbed
and finally learned from. Arnold's Ninth has a message for us all.
@ 1995 Piers Burton-Page