Strut home from the office to this little number
You never know when exactly it’s going to come, but, every day, there comes special moment in time when you know you’re no longer going to get any real work done. It’s Friday. When the time comes from you to walk out of work (on time, or perhaps, a bit earlier), do it in style – like a Sardar would.
… with thanks (apologies?) to Mikhail Ippolitov-Ivanov and his famous Caucasian Sketches.
I’ll take the liberty of imposing on the forum to the extent of a copy/paste from Wikipedia. I found it interesting because only last night during apres-choir at Campbell’s somebody mentioned a Russian composer (maybe Erik, and the composer was Ippolitov-Ivanov?) who composed according to the 12-tone mandate by day, according to his own muse by night. Might not have been Ipp-Iv, as the snip indicates less constraint than that which, I take it, beset the one spoken of last night.
“Politically Ippolitov-Ivanov retained a measure of independence. He was president of the Society of Writers and Composers in 1922, but took no part in the quarrels between musicians concerned either to encourage new developments in music or to foster a form of proletarian art. His own style had been formed in the 1880s under Rimsky-Korsakov, and to this he added a similar interest in folk-music, particularly the music of Georgia, where he returned in 1924 to spend a year reorganizing the Conservatory in Tbilisi. He died in Moscow in 1935.”
Wasn’t me – I didn’t mention I-I last night. Not sure who the composer you mentioned is, but the story is a familiar one – I’ve heard similar things about a number of composers, though it might just be anecdotal.