Ferneyhough: La Chute d'Icare (1988) w/ score

Brian Ferneyhough's "La Chute d'Icare" for clarinet and small ensemble, with the score. The composition borrows its title from Pieter Bruegel's painting of the same name. Performed here by Armand Angster and members of the Nieuw Ensemble.

NB: The clarinet part is written in concert C, NOT in Bb.

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Music

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• brian
• ferneyhough
• new
• complexity
• clarinet
• concerto
• chamber
• ensemble
• chute
• d'icare
• pieter
• bruegel
• brueghel
• michael
• finnissy

[AfroDeezeeYak]

@egapnala65 It would've been an apt comparison, if only serial music was widely accepted and not viewed by the masses as being uniformly pretentious and written for an exclusive group.

[JohnRSamples]

Memo to self: don't fly too near to the sun.

[bbopdude]

I think it's fun.

[egapnala65]

@egapnala65 Sorry "Uberschreiben".

[egapnala65]

@wanekeef It is interesting to follow the Clarinet line. The player is clearly bullshitting his way through it. No great surprise there. A friend of mine once played keyboard is a performance of Dillon's "Uberschreiten" and said all you can do in the face of such shit is bullshit.

[wanekeef]

I've carefully analysed this piece and my conclusion is that as well as being quantifiable testicular to a large degree, it also has elements of codswollop.

[egapnala65]

All texture, no substance.

[egapnala65]

@abigoater It is hilarious how quickly the middle class cultural fascists who are promoting the likes of Ferney and co as absolute geniuses against whom only fools would dare speak out against are blocking comments on their videos or closing them down to comments in general. The triumph of democracy eh?

[egapnala65]

@rjr1967 Yes, nobody argues that he may be a great academic. Composer, however, is something different. Personally until somebody takes this crap and puts it through a computer attuned to all the pettifogging little tempo and microtonal inflections, then it is false to say that any performance of this work is actually Ferneyhough.

[abigoater]

Once upon a time there was a conceited emperor. He visited a tailor to buy a new suit of clothes. The tailor was a bit of a con man and knew of the emperors conceit, so he decided to con the emperor by selling him nothing and convincing the emperor that it was the finest suit of clothes ever conceived, and that only a fool would not see this. The whole town joined the farce, no one wanted to appear a fool. Except one boy who pointed and said "the emperor is naked".