Christopher Rouse: Going to Eleven

Christopher Rouse: Going to Eleven

Christopher Rouse in conversation with Frank J. Oteri
Recorded at Rouse’s home in Baltimore, Maryland
February 8, 2008—6:00 p.m.
Transcribed by Julia Lu
Videotaped by Trudy Chan
Video presentation by Randy Nordschow

When most people think of the music of Christopher Rouse, the first thing they probably think of is how loud it is. Some years back there was even a notorious story about an orchestra musician who threatened to sue Rouse for subjecting him to such high decibel levels on stage. Ear-splitting volume is more commonly associated with hard rock than classical music. Rock was a formative influence on this Baltimore native, who as a child was immediately drawn to early rock and roll before his mother turned him on to symphonies, but he quickly grew most fond of raucous 20th-century fare from Prokofiev and Stravinsky. Once he found his own voice as a composer, the visceral power of rock influenced an over-the-top compositional sensibility which has manifested itself in his two powerful symphonies, numerous concertos, and a massive Requiem which finally received its world premiere last year. His brand new Concerto for Orchestra, which Marin Alsop will premiere at Cabrillo this summer, also promises to pack a wallop.

Inside Pages:

  • Harnessing Extremes
  • Nothing Against Tradition
  • So Much Time

  • But not everything Chris writes is completely in-your-face. At the 2007 Chamber Music America conference, the Calder Quartet played haunting strains of music sometimes at the threshold of audibility. In that crowded hotel conference suite you could hear a pin drop. Everyone stood still, including me. I came in late but had to stay until the end to find out what they were playing. When I learned that it was from the Second String Quartet by Chris Rouse, I was mildly stunned. That a composer I had known for years and had come to admire for his raucous percussion pieces such as Odoun Badagris and Bonham and the intense Second Symphony could also write music as subtle and fragile as this completely made me rethink his music. I pored over scores and was startled by how meticulously detailed they were—even the most cataclysmic passages.

    Luckily, after many years of casual banter, I finally had a real in-depth musical discussion with Chris over dinner later that year. While sipping Black Russians—Chris’s favorite drink, which is somehow fitting considering that it is mellifluously sweet and also packs a wallop—we discussed everything from how great the band Moby Grape is to how Regietheater has destroyed opera. We realized we had a lot of common ground. By the end of that evening, I convinced him that when we finally could schedule a time to record a conversation for NewMusicBox, we should do it over Black Russians and be equally unbridled. So one Friday night in February, that’s exactly what we did. Our heated conversation, like Chris’s music, was effusive and multi-tiered. Like Nigel’s amps in This is Spinal Tap, it seemed to “go to eleven.”


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