Rusty Air in Caronlina - Orchestra Version
For orchestra and electronica - Proceed to purchase if you would like to buy a study score.
Conductor's Score and Performance Parts for RENTAL ONLY. Please send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org to request a rental application form.
Approximate Duration: 12'
To begin with: I'm a Virginian. Perhaps to anyone in the Carolinas, the task of conjuring up the rich summer noise of the South and pairing it with orchestral textures should be a job for an authentic Carolinian. But the memories are so vivid from that summer in Brevard, South Carolina - where I spent several months at the music festival there as a teenager - that some sort of hommage seemed necessary, so state pride will have to take a back seat.
Not only did the thick buzzing of cicadas and katydids always accompany the concerts there, but sometimes it was the music itself: on more than one occasion, I remember sitting on the porch of 100-year old Nan Burt and listening to the sounds of summer while she told stories from her long life. This venerable lady was introduced to me by the assistant conductor at the festival, Robert Moody - who, a mere ten years older than me, would become a dear friend and collaborator. When Bob took the helm at The Winston-Salem Symphony recently and asked if I might write a new piece for him, perhaps his own return to the Carolinas inspired Rusty Air. Though he travels the world, he's a Greenville boy.
The work uses electronics to bring the white noise of the Southern summer into the concert hall, pairing these sounds with fluorescent orchestra textures that float gently by. "Nan's Porch" begins at dusk, while the katydids make their chatter. Three orchestral clouds - each inhabiting a different harmony, register, and orchestration - hover in the heavy air, and they ultimately begin to meld together when the cicadas start their singing. The climax of this movement sends us into 'Katydid Country,' when the ambience of the first movement evolves into a bluesy, rhythmic tune. The clicks of the katydids become a beat track over which the orchestra, in a smaller, more chamber setting, riffs on a simple tune inspired by old-time blues. It is said that katydids are loudest at midnight, and as the work reaches its central point, the rhythmic katydid music at last finds its melody.
Soaring in the strings over the last breaths of the blues tune, this long-lined melody moves us into "Southern Midnight." The three distinct textures from the opening return, but now each is brought to life by a phrase of the melody. At the close of this lyrical section, we hover in that strange space between night and day, when only the singing of the first bird alerts us to the approaching dawn. But it is a hot, Southern dawn, both sparkling and heavy, with the air made rusty again by the buzzing cicadas (popularly called locusts). The bluesy tune begins to creep back into the middle register, while above and below figuration buzzes about in different tonalities.
2 flutes (2nd doubling piccolo)
2 oboes (2nd doubling English Horn)
2 Bb clarinets (2nd doubling bass clarinet)
2 bassoons (2nd doubling contrabassoon)
4 horns in F
3 C trumpets (mutes: straight, harmon, solotone)
2 tenor trombones (mutes: straight, harmon)
electronica (see performance notes)
percussion (3 players):
1: marimba, hi hat, splash, bowed crotale
2: vibraphone, tam tams (low, medium & high)
3: sus. cymbals (very high, medium, low), glock, bass drum, xylophone,
timpani, log drum
All that is needed is a laptop, two speakers, placed on the left and right sides of the stage, and a few onstage monitors. Included with the rental of the materials is a download link for a simple software sampler that triggers the sounds from the laptop (an additional percussionist or an assistant conductor simply hits laptop keys at rehearsal numbers). The electronic component is simple, inexpensive, and designed to work within a compressed orchestral rehearsal period, and a 'live' version of the electronic part can be realized when the composer is present.
“Mason Bates is one of the young lions among today's tunesmiths. And the CSO upheld his glowing reputation with their inspired rendition of his Rusty Air in Carolina. It ingeniously evoked just about any sensory aspect of a muggy Carolina summer night you can name. “Its recorded natural night-noises were layered over shimmering, ambient orchestral textures. The sounds of assorted insects and other night creatures also came from the instruments ó several of which produced strange, sputtering sonorities I'd never heard before. The composer was present, both to introduce the work and to run the electronics. “And the near-capacity crowd loved it. This piece should be required listening for those poor, misguided classical fans who think that great music ended with yesteryear's dead Europeans. It was eloquent proof that today's best composers can indeed take open-eared listeners to wonderful new places. “ —Lindsay Koob (Charleston City Paper)