Werner Heider EREIGNISSE für Fagott (score-video) Michele Colombo BASSOON

‘Ereignisse’ for solo bassoon is dedicated to Wolfgang Peßler bassoonist of the Nuremberg State Philharmonic. Written in 2009 by Werner Heider (born 1 January 1930) German composer, pianist and conductor is characterised by the use of the voice. The words, clearly pronounced and marked in rhythm, declaim the various musical ‘events’ that make up the piece. The cover design is by Vincent Dalschaert.

F.R. Gebauer CAPRICCIO IV per fagotto solo

A pupil of François Devienne and teacher of Eugène Jancourt, François-Rène Gebauer (1773-1845) belongs in his own right to the ranks of French bassoonists and composers who contributed to the development and spread of the bassoon. A teacher at the Paris Conservatoire from 1795 to 1802 and then from 1824-1838, his ‘Six Caprices for Bassoon Solo’, used by his students, represent a valuable teaching tool for expanding and consolidating bassoon technique. The Fourth Capriccio is structured in three movements that follow one another without a break. The first movement, an Allegro assai, is articulated in three themes set in three different keys: C, A and D major, the latter in a six-octave time, as opposed to the general two-quarter time. The second movement is itself divided into two parts an andante and an allegro in Bb major.

The third movement, a Rondo allegro in F major ends with the return of an excerpt from the first movement.

The edition I used is the Accolade Musiverlag edition published by Bodo Koenigsbeck. 

THE STORY OF THE LITTLE HAG music of Paul Lewis (Almost a Waltz from Fou...

La testa gli comincia a fumare. I pensieri accatastati nel cervello iniziano a bruciare. La befana vuol trovare qualcuno da mandare per il cielo con la scopa. Magari giovincella, sorridente e forse bella. Bussano alla porta. Una ragazzina che ha fatto un gran casotto ha scambiato la scopa per un fagotto. Di calze ne hai bucate? Indaga la vecchia sperando nella fortuna. Un buchino appena appena, confessa la befanella. Crescerà con il tempo, entra e taci che mi scappa un incantesimo e in quattro e quattr’otto la scopa diventa un fagotto. Ora vola per il mondo a cantar la tua canzone che sa di dolci e di carbone, Il primo volo è a rotta di collo, pare un acrobata senza controllo. Poi riga dritta la befanella, tra il fumo di vecchi pensieri viaggia fra le stelle distribuendo caramelle.