Edinburgh Festival recording + YouTube broadcast

Posted by Susan Tomes on 11 August 2020 under Concerts  •  1 Comment

Yesterday Philip Higham and I recorded our programme for the Edinburgh International Festival’s Chamber Soundscapes series. Music by Nadia Boulanger, Martinu, Suk, Debussy and Beethoven.

Our performance was relayed through speakers in Princes St Gardens at lunchtime today (in the rain) and is now up on the Festival’s YouTube channel, where it will remain available for three months. Click here to go to the recording.

Rehearsing and performing under the new Covid-19 restrictions was a bit daunting (for example you’ll see in the photo that Philip is sitting further away from me than usual, to comply with the 2-metre rule), but it felt great to be playing chamber music after five months of not playing with anyone. Or to anyone for that matter. We were both struck by the onslaught of adrenaline!

Talking of adrenaline, I probably caused Philip to experience an extra jolt of it when I misremembered the order of pieces in the programme and launched boldly into the start of the Debussy Sonata when he was expecting to hear the dreamy beginning of the first piece by Boulanger. He had about 12 seconds to recover while I played the opening bars, but he joined in so smoothly that I had no idea anything was amiss. Afterwards, when I realised what had happened, I asked how he was able to react so quickly without scrambling to re-arrange the music on his stand. ‘I played the Debussy from memory’, he said. Definitely the coolest person in the festival.

To my ears, some of the intensity we felt yesterday at this chance to perform in mid-lockdown made its way into our performance.

Hooray, an actual engagement!

Posted by Susan Tomes on 5 August 2020 under Concerts  •  3 Comments

Believe it or not, I actually have a concert next week, though it will be a ‘closed door’ recording made without an audience. It’s part of the Edinburgh International Festival’s online offering which replaces the programme for this year’s cancelled Festival. A series of  performances by various artists will be filmed and recorded during August ‘as if live’, but without an audience, at The Hub in Edinburgh’s Royal Mile.

Cellist Philip Higham and I will be recording an intriguing programme of music by Debussy,Beethoven, Martinu, Suk and Nadia Boulanger. It will be available in several ways during August: on August 11 the recording will be broadcast throughout Princes Street Gardens at lunchtime, through speakers hidden in the trees. I don’t think I’ve ever heard my own playing issuing from the trees, so I’m looking foward to this perhaps slightly surreal experience. As well as that, the filmed concert will be available on the Festival’s YouTube channel during August.

This is the one and only concert in my diary during the period of lockdown, everything else having been cancelled. It feels great to have something to practise for and look forward to. Even though there won’t be a live audience, there will be a small team of people looking after the sound and film aspects of the event, as well as the admin and backstage practicalities, and I’ll do what I always do in recordings: pretend that they are the audience and play to them.

Edinburgh without its festivals

Posted by Susan Tomes on 28 July 2020 under Daily Life, Travel  •  Leave a comment

At this time in Edinburgh we’re usually starting to experience the surge of visitors arriving for the city’s festivals – the Edinburgh International Festival, the Fringe and the Book Festival (plus a host of minor festivalettes).

But all have been cancelled, or at least reduced to an online offering, because of the pandemic. For the first time that I can remember, the city centre feels pleasantly relaxed as August approaches. (See photo of Edinburgh’s West Bow, normally a hive of activity during the summer).

In recent years the streets have become so crowded in August that many residents avoid the city centre altogether. A year or two ago I ventured up to Edinburgh Castle in mid-festival with a foreign guest and was aghast to find myself practically shoving people when it seemed there was no other way of progressing up the narrow cobbled lanes amid the tightly-packed throng of visitors.

At the moment the empty streets, which seemed so ominous during the early part of lockdown, feel quite relaxed because Scotland currently has very low numbers of Covid19 infections (touch wood). So this year we residents are inclined to wander out and sniff the air in a city centre shorn of its usual crowds.

Everyone says the pandemic has offered Edinburgh a chance to step back and reflect. Has the success of the festivals got out of hand? Most people would say yes. There are too many commercial operators who sweep in, install their Fringe venues, blitz the place with advertising, efficiently hoover up money and depart. Meanwhile, of course, performers themselves are struggling to make money. The hollowing-out of the city centre, where many flats are holiday lets, has become a scandal. I had always thought the Old Town must be a fascinating place to live until someone with a flat in the Cowgate told me that the quality of life there has gone rapidly downhill. At night it is like living in a perpetual nightclub, the noise unceasing.

So I have decided to enjoy the historic centre ‘mindfully’ this August, relishing the quieter streets and taking the chance to explore the Royal Mile and its little ‘closes’ without having to compete with tour groups, selfie sticks, upraised umbrellas and litter. Who knows – I may never see it like this again.

Remembering an old college friend

Posted by Susan Tomes on 23 July 2020 under Daily Life, Musings, Teaching  •  4 Comments

Today is a melancholy day, the funeral of one of my first college friends. He had battled for years with depression, anxiety and a cascade of associated health problems.

His passing led to a burst of correspondence between those of us in his circle in those university years. We agreed that if we had been asked at that time to identify someone likely to have an illustrious future in the world of academia, it would have been this person: widely-read, amusing, astute, and a glamorous figure with an arresting choice of outfits. It was so easy to imagine him becoming an eccentric, popular professor.

Sadly, he did not thrive in the years that followed. He never seemed to grasp the nettle of the outside world. We kept hoping there would come a turning-point. He would manage to get off his medications. New therapies would be found. A counsellor might help him to turn the key in his mind. It always seemed as if there was still time for a new leaf. Now we have to accept that there wasn’t.

We have been mulling over the trajectories taken by those of us who used to sit around the table in the college bar, setting the world to rights. Some of that group have flourished, others not. Yet the cards have not fallen in predictable patterns.

Luck, health, opportunity or lack of it – these have played a big part. Talent is important, but it turns out there is no straightforward link between talent and success. Ambition, determination and perseverance have helped, but have not always been enough. Personality and ‘clubbability’ have been assets. Careers with definite structures have made ladders easier to climb. Mental resilience has been vitally important. But how to develop it?

Looking back, I do feel that more could have been done to prepare us for the challenges of the working world. I don’t recall any of my university tutors ever asking me what I planned to do when I graduated. Where was I going to go, how did I intend to support myself financially. Did I have a realistic plan? (I didn’t.) There was no career advice whatsoever. They were kind to me until the moment I left, but then turned their attention fully to the next cohort of students. I found the transition to the working world very hard, and some of my friends found it even harder.

Lockdown practice insights

Posted by Susan Tomes on 14 July 2020 under Musings, Teaching  •  4 Comments

During lockdown I have had plenty of time to practise slowly. Normally, I practise things because I’m getting ready to perform them. But with all concerts cancelled, there was no reason to prepare in the usual way – that is to say, securing things in a way that I knew I could depend on when I was in front of an audience.

Suddenly there was no pressure to pass efficiently through the stages of preparation in order to arrive at a result. When you have a concert date in the diary, you obviously need a result by that date. You can’t still be working out how to play things.

It was interesting to be released from that pressure. (This was one of the only good things about the situation). I was able to slow right down and observe my playing with attention. Nobody was going to hear me performing any time soon, so why not take things apart and oil the wheels a bit?

Practising slowly during lockdown brought lots of insights about playing the piano, actually, but here are just a couple of the ‘physical’ ones.

I noticed that I was often physically ‘hanging on’ to individual notes longer than necessary (ie. longer than their written duration). I think many pianists do this as a way of anchoring their hand on the keyboard, but it’s a habit which is nothing to do with the music. When I saw myself hanging on to a note, I let myself release it, and this made the next thing easier.

I’ve noticed before that after stretching an octave, many of us retain the tension of that hand position after the octave has sounded. We play the next notes with our hand in an open ‘stretch’ position it doesn’t need to be in – holding the thumb stiffly away from the rest of the hand, for example.

And I noticed that a hangover of tension from preceding notes often makes one strike the next notes at a tangent. This decreases the amount of control you have over the tone. If you can release the tension, you can arrive at the next note with the hand ‘in neutral’, ready to face the note or chord with an ideal position.

As a teenager I learned percussion and have always remembered the feeling of striking, say, the side drum in an unlucky way – from an angle, or on the wrong part of the drumhead – so that I got a stifled sound instead of a pure ringing tone. There are analogies here with playing the piano.

After practising with slow attention for weeks (16 so far), I can sum up my discoveries in a few words. Your hands need to be in the right place to play each note or chord with optimum balance and comfort. As each hand position ends, leave it behind and move on. Don’t let your hand hold the memory of the previous position like a pillow that retains the shape of your head.

The question is: can these insights be preserved when life resumes its usual tempo? After all, the pressures of normal life cause these bad habits to form in the first place. But if you want to change a habit, you must first learn to pay attention to it, and I have, so I am hopeful.