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may well have been his first wife's affair with the gifted painter Richard
Gerstl, who committed suicide when Mrs Schoenberg finally returned to
her husband; in the roughly contemporary one-act opera Die glückliche
Hand there is enough stress on the theme of the artist's rivalry with a figure
called Der Mann - which means man, but also husband - to suggest that one
theme in the forefront of Schoenberg's mind at the time was emulation, with
the creator aiming to respond to a challenge in the 'real world' by trying to
show he could do just as well, and losing. In life, he was 'der Mann', who
won in the end; in the opera he was the unnamed creator protagonist, who
provokes hostility because his 'well-tuned hand' can get results in a new and
original way ('das kann man einfacher!'), but who must renounce his vision
of 'die Frau'.
music and carpentry, at which there are masters but no theorists. And the
book contains a charming story about an encounter with an old Czech
carpenter who 'could hardly speak German properly but straight away put
his finger on the weakness in a spuriously attractive design for a music stand
Schoenberg had thought up — 'we're taught that an upright must always be
stronger than a cross-piece'. (That was 'conventional wisdom' which for
once Schoenberg didn't challenge.) The book also draws acid comparisons
between certain artistic misdeeds and the more vulgar practices found in
bookbinding.
But the most interesting thing about these relaxations of Schoenberg's
is that he used his body as well as his mind — his hands in his carpentry and
bookbinding, but also his limbs. He was short, stockily built and naturally
active; his Spanish pupil Roberto Gerhard, with whom Schoenberg lived for
a while as he was composing Moses und Aron after his expulsion from Nazi
Germany, remembered his great pleasure when someone said he looked
like a tennis coach. But after the crisis in his middle thirties he had a truly
awful health record, not as bad as Beethoven's but bad enough. His main
troubles were a nervous ailment of his eyes, and bad attacks of asthma,
an illness which is also closely bound up with the nervous system. So this
man who at times can neither see nor breathe has to develop a passion for
two sports demanding mobility and a good eye, since they involve hitting
a moving ball: tennis and table-tennis. Mobility and coordination are also
essentials in fine musical performance, so it's no surprise to find many
musical performers keen on table tennis, though accounts of how good they
are or were must always be taken with a pinch of salt; anyone who plays
regularly and competitively, at however mediocre a level, is likely to have
the edge over the untutored occasional player. By reputation Jascha Heifetz
was the best, and that at least is credible, though here, too, tributes from a
great performer's students are scarcely evidence — it would never do if they
beat The Maestro, even if capable. The great Jânos Starker suffered from
the same foible.
i. Given the standard of was an Indian student, but the first widely-known world champion was a
tennis coaching already Hungarian, and the Austrians, too, were a powerful presence. So Doderer
reached in the California
got it right with his two ping-pong enthusiasts, as with most such things.
of the 1940s, Ronnie
Schoenberg did in fact do The Hungarian line was to reach its peak in the 1930s with perhaps the
well in local tournaments.
only table-tennis player ever widely known to the general public, Victor
the 'tennis
Schoenberg the 'tennis pro',
pro', c.
c.1930
1930
3- Since a recent change in passion for sport usually does. Even in that light-hearted respect he bore out
scoring games are mostly his own dictum that genius is the capacity to develop - to acquire what one
played to 'eleven-up' rather was not born with.
than 21 (but in compensation
a match is now the best of And there is a curious comparison to be drawn, which brings us back to
five or seven rather than
that 'great revolution'. What happened to music in his head between 20 and
three or five); the expedite
cut-off time has come down 27 was as much as anything a process of ellipsis, of cutting out intermediate
to ten minutes, which is an stages which he, being incredibly quick on the uptake, found unnecessary.
awfully long time for a game
that usually runs to fewer
Once his inner ear had reached a point at which all 12 notes of the scale were
than 22 points. felt to relate to each other anyway, whatever they did (and music ever since
Schubert had been working towards that), there was no longer any need
for a middle-man, a tonic or key, to keep them related. Music could thus be
what others vulgarly called 'atonal'. And in the matter of form there was a
comparable ellipsis; Schoenberg couldn't bear to repeat himself, to say things
he found obvious and superfluous. (In his music, that is: in his life he must
have brought himself to do just that, for he got married twice.) Because he
misses out obvious links, because he's elliptical, he makes the listener work
that much harder. One could say that, with him, music becomes less of a
pure spectator sport, or rather you have to get nearer in order to follow it.
Now, people who have followed table-tennis over the past half century may
find that formulation oddly familiar. In bygone days, people who literally
didn't know how to hold a bat would nevertheless flock to watch Victor
Barna playing against a great defender like Richard Bergmann. Nowadays,
only those who regularly hold a bat in one of the proper ways could even tell
you who the present-day Barnas and Bergmanns are, despite the enormous
expansion of sport-watching in general through the media. Why should
that be so?
I think the reason is that an invention in the 1950s quickly made the game
so fast and intricate that it virtually ceased to be a pure spectator sport;
nowadays those who love to watch Wimbledon on television won't feel, as
they might once have felt, that the pattern of table-tennis is similar enough
for them to understand and follow it. The invention that did a Schoenberg
on table-tennis was sponge rubber, used at first on the face of the bat but
rapidly forbidden, and then as underlay to the hitting surfaces, as which it
remains legal to this day; it has become standard with all but about one per
cent of those who play. Sponge made possible a new fierceness of attacking
play, for it can impart an enormously increased amount of top-spin. Like
Schoenberg's music, it at first fell foul of the Establishment, but it was soon
legalised and very many players began to use it. Even those of a very moderate
standard nowadays base their game on sponge rubber's attacking qualities;
for that matter, a great deal of 12-tone music of very moderate standard has
been composed since the fatal day in the 1920s when Schoenberg disclosed
his fatal secret to Erwin Stein. Long rallies, with one player standing back
from the table and defending, have become the exception; what tennis
would call baseline play has almost disappeared, at least from the top men's
game. Instead, there will be a rapid exchange of complex spins and violent
kills, with both players standing close to the table. If you're near enough
and know what they're up to, it's fascinating, but it makes rotten television
(coverage is a great deal better than it was a few years ago, but it's still very
hard to grasp the intensity of what's going on, the sheer distances covered
and the weirdness of the spins.) The intermediate links have been elided -
in music by Schoenberg, in table-tennis by sponge.
On Verklärte Nacht
accepting the stranger's child as a small price to pay for the right woman.
At the end 'two beings walk through the bright, lofty night', at which point
Schoenberg brings back a crucial passage from the opening, altering its
harmonies just enough to communicate the radical change of mood and
light. But one thing he can not or will not change: at that very moment of
final, musical transfiguration, within the phrase that originally summed up
the woman's irremediable despair, one crucial, originally contentious chord
is still there, unaltered and hence with its message undiminished. Musically
it is entirely appropriate; in terms of the work's programme and psychology
it is a nonsense.
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