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A SUMMING UP  Choral Composition Through Nine Decades





               Introduction by Eliza Rubenstein             and collecting friends, and I’m still struggling to keep
                                                            up with his wordplay and his gait. Not long ago, he and
           Kirke Mechem and I first connected in the spring   Julie and I went to another ballgame, and over hot dogs
        of 2001, when I was twenty-six and he was seventy-  I marveled once again at the gentle forces by which fan
        five. I sent “the dean of American choral composers” a   mail became friendship, and friendship modulated into
        courteous e-mail through his official website to tell him   something like family. He is as irresistible as anyone I’ve
        how much my women’s chorus was enjoying rehearsing   known in this life. First, I loved Kirke’s music, and then
        his choral cycle “The Winged Joy,” and within a few   I loved Kirke. I urge you to do the same, in whichever
        hours, I’d received two replies—the first gracious and   order you choose. This article is a good place to start.
        professional, the second a P.S. to say that he’d learned
        from Googling my bio that we shared a common inter-   Eliza Rubenstein conducted the Carnegie Hall premiere of
        est in baseball (Cardinals for me, Giants for him), and   Kirke Mechem’s cantata Songs of the Slave in 2017. She is
        he wondered if I’d like to attend a game with him in his   determined that someday she will be able to play all the notes in
        hometown of San Francisco later that summer.        the mandolin arrangement of  “Take Me Out to the Ballgame”
           That’s Kirke: curious, kind, joyously open-armed to   he wrote for her.
        every stranger who might become a friend. When we
        did, indeed, go to a Giants game together that season, I
        was starstruck. Now—twenty-three years, many visits,   After a lifetime of writing for chorus, how can I sum
        a handful of baseball games, and hundreds of e-mails   it up in a way that will interest conductors and compos-
        later—I’m full of gratitude for the musical and person-  ers of a later generation? Although I have composed a
        al relationship we’ve shared (a relationship that imme-  great deal of chamber music, songs, symphonic music,
        diately included his wonderful wife, Donata, and soon   and five operas, choral music was my first love. I hope
        welcomed  my  partner,  Julie).  I  haven’t  known  many   that my story might shed light on the way composers
        people with so keen an ear, so piercing an intellect, so   think, how we change (or do not change) over the years,
        agile a wit, so expansive a grasp of history, so deep a   how we deal with both success and failure, and how our
        well of integrity, or so inexhaustible a capacity to be   philosophical, personal values affect our music.
        delighted by the world in all its color and chromaticism.  “Why have you written so much choral music?” is a
           But even if Kirke had never replied to my original   question I hope to answer. “Who are your favorite liv-
        e-mail, I’d still have returned to his music again and   ing choral composers?” is a frequent question, but I do
        again for its kaleidoscopic variety, crafty counterpoint,   not answer it because there are so many fine composers
        layered text-setting, and elegant lyricism. (“I really hope   today that I would be sure to leave some of them out.
        we haven’t forgotten how to write a melody,” he said to   Likewise, “Which of your own pieces are your favor-
        me with a smile during a reading session at a choral   ites?” is too difficult to answer. You might as well ask
        conference once. He’s one of my favorite conference   me which of my children is my favorite. Still, here are
        buddies, even if he claims to attend them chiefly “to   a few favorites that I would like to see “discovered” or
        surprise everyone who figures I must be dead by now.”)   “resurrected”:
        My college students, steeped in the fashionable choral   “The Shepherd and His Love”; American Madrigals;
        sonorities of the moment, have fallen just as hard for   Five  Centuries  of  Spring;  Befana—A Christmas  Fable; The
        his music as they have for his charm; they revere him as   Winged Joy (SSAA); Singing Is So Good a Thing; and “The
        a genius but know him as “Grandpa Kirke.” He’s their   Gift of Singing,” which is a kind of autobiography for
        most lovable connection to the recent choral past, and   all choral conductors and composers. Like many other
        an enthusiastic, eloquent advocate for the pleasures—  composers, I have gone through many stages: the “be-
        timeless, if not always trendy—of good text set to a   ginner” (1940s); the “up-and-coming” (1950s); the “es-
        good tune.                                          tablished” (1960s-1980s); the “veteran” (1990s-2000s);
           As Kirke nears one hundred, he’s still creating art   and finally (2010s-2020s), it seems that some benighted


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