
Programme and performers
Programme and performers
William Walton Scapino
Maurice Ravel Shéhérazade
1 Asie
2 La flûte enchantée
3 L’indifférent
George Gershwin An American in Paris
Henri Dutilleux Le Loup
Tableau 1 La baraque foraine: Les mystifications
Tableau 2 La chambre nuptiale: La Belle et la Bête
Tableau 3 La forêt d’hiver: Danse d’amour –
Danse de mort
Maurice Ravel Boléro (original ballet version)
Sinfonia of London
John Wilson conductor
Alice Coote mezzo-soprano
Shéhérazade
1. Asie
Asie, Asie, Asie,
Vieux pays merveilleux des contes de
nourrice,
Où dort la fantaisie comme une impératrice
En sa forêt tout emplie de mystère.
Je voudrais m’en aller avec la goëlette
Qui se berce ce soir dans le port,
Mystérieuse et solitaire,
Et qui déploie enfin ses voiles violettes
Comme un immense oiseau de nuit dans
le ciel d’or.
Je voudrais m’en aller vers les îles de fleurs,
En écoutant chanter la mer perverse
Sur un vieux rythme ensorceleur.
Je voudrais voir Damas et les villes
de Perse
Avec les minarets légers dans l’air;
Je voudrais voir de beaux turbans de soie
Sur des visages noirs aux dents claires;
Je voudrais voir des yeux sombres d’amour
Et des prunelles brillantes de joie
En des peaux jaunes comme des oranges;
Je voudrais voir des vêtements de velours
Et des habits à longues franges.
Je voudrais voir des calumets entre des
bouches
Tout entourées de barbe blanche;
Je voudrais voir d’âpres marchands aux
regards louches,
Et des cadis, et des vizirs
Qui du seul mouvement de leur doigt qui
se penche
Accorde vie ou mort au gré de leur désir.
Je voudrais voir la Perse, et l’Inde, et puis
la Chine,
Les mandarins ventrus sous les ombrelles,
Et les princesses aux mains fines,
Et les lettrés qui se querellent
Sur la poésie et sur la beauté;
Je voudrais m’attarder au palais enchanté
Et comme un voyageur étranger
Contempler à loisir des paysages peints
Sur des étoffes en des cadres de sapin
Avec un personnage au milieu d’un verger;
Je voudrais voir des assassins souriant
Du bourreau qui coupe un cou d’innocent
Avec son grand sabre courbé d’Orient.
Je voudrais voir des pauvres et des reines;
Je voudrais voir des roses et du sang;
Je voudrais voir mourir d’amour ou bien de haine.
Et puis m’en revenir plus tard
Narrer mon aventure aux curieux de rêves
En élevant comme Sindbad ma vieille tasse
arabe
De temps en temps jusqu’à mes lèvres
Pour interrompre le conte avec art …
2. La flûte enchantée
L’ombre est douce et mon maître dort,
Coiffé d’un bonnet conique de soie
Et son long nez jaune en sa barbe blanche.
Mais moi, je suis éveillée encor
Et j’écoute au dehors
Une chanson de flûte où s’épanche
Tour à tour la tristesse ou la joie,
Un air tour à tour langoureux ou frivole,
Que mon amoureux chéri joue,
Et quand je m’approche de la croisée
Il me semble que chaque note s’envole
De la flûte vers ma joue
Comme un mystérieux baiser.
3. L’indifférent
Tes yeux sont doux comme ceux d’une fille,
Jeune étranger,
Et la courbe fine
De ton beau visage de duvet ombragé
Est plus séduisante encor de ligne.
Ta lèvre chante sur le pas de ma porte
Une langue inconnue et charmante
Comme une musique fausse …
Entre!
Et que mon vin te réconforte …
Mais non, tu passes
Et de mon seuil je te vois t’éloigner
Me faisant un dernier geste avec grâce,
Et la hanche légèrement ployée
Par ta démarche féminine et lasse …
Tristan Klingsor (Léon Leclère, 1874–1966),
reproduced by kind permission of Editions
Durand SA, Paris/United Music Publishers Ltd
1. Asia
O Asia, Asia, Asia,
magic land of nursery tales,
where fantasy, like an empress, sleeps
in her forest full of mystery.
I would like to set sail with the schooner
that lies rocking in the harbour this night.
Mysterious and alone,
it unfurls at last its purple sails
like a huge night-bird in
the golden sky.
I would like to set sail for the isles of flowers,
listening to the song of the brutal sea
to an ancient spell-like beat.
I would like to see Damascus and the towns
of Persia,
their dainty minarets tall in the air;
I would like to see fine turbans of silk
above black faces with gleaming teeth;
I would like to see eyes dark with love
and pupils bright with joy
against skins colourful as oranges;
I would like to see velvet clothes
and fringed dresses.
I would like to see pipes in
mouths
encircled by white beards;
I would like to see greedy merchants with
scheming eyes,
cadis and viziers
who with a snap of their fingers
dispense at will life or death.
I would like to see Persia, India and
China too,
pot-bellied mandarins beneath parasols,
princesses with slender hands
and scholars debating
poetry and beauty;
I would like to linger in the enchanted palace
and like a foreign wayfarer
contemplate at my ease landscapes daubed
on canvases in frames of pine,
a lone person in an orchard’s midst;
I would like to see assassins smiling
as the executioner slices off an innocent’s
head
with the great curved sabre of the East.
I would like to see paupers and queens;
I would like to see roses and blood;
I would like to see men die of love or of hate.
And then later, homeward bound,
my tale narrate to those who thrive on dreams,
raising like Sinbad my old
Arab cup
to my lips now and then
in an adroit interruption of my tale …
2. The Enchanted Flute
The shade is cool and my master sleeps,
a cone-shaped cap of silk upon his head,
his long yellow nose thrust in his white beard.
But I, awoken once more,
hear from afar
a flute song spreading
in turn sadness and joy,
a tune, now languorous, now shallow,
that my dear love plays,
and when I near the casement
each note seems to fly
from the flute to my cheek
like a mysterious kiss.
3. The Indifferent One
Your eyes are as gentle as a girl’s,
O unknown youth,
and the soft curve
of your exquisite face shaded with down
is in its contours more seductive still.
On my doorstep your lips sing
in a strange yet beguiling tongue,
like music out of tune …
Enter!
Let my wine refresh you …
But no, you go,
and from my threshold I watch you leave,
a last graceful wave in my direction,
your hips slightly swaying
in your languid, feminine gait …
Translation reproduced by kind permission of
Virgin Classics
Artist biographies
Sinfonia of London rose to fame in the 1950s as the leading recording orchestra of the day, appearing in the musical credits of more than 300 films, including the 1958 soundtrack by Bernard Herrmann for Hitchcock’s Vertigo, and on countless gramophone records, among them Colin Davis’s first discs of Mozart symphonies and John Barbirolli’s celebrated recording of English string music. Relaunched in 2018 by the British conductor John Wilson, the orchestra brings together outstanding musicians who meet several times a year for specific projects. It includes a significant number of principals and leaders from orchestras based both in the UK and abroad, alongside notable soloists and members of distinguished chamber ensembles.
The orchestra’s debut recording, of Korngold’s Symphony in F sharp (2019), received numerous five-star reviews, was nominated for a Gramophone Award and won a 2020 BBC Music Magazine Award. Escales, its second release, was devoted to French orchestral works and chosen as Disc of the Month by Gramophone. Respighi’s Roman Trilogy (2020) garnered a second BBC Music Magazine Award.
Last year Sinfonia of London made its live debut at the BBC Proms and released two further highly acclaimed recordings – English Music for Strings and an album of works by Dutilleux, the latter going on to win the performers a BBC Music Magazine Award for the third year in a row.
Further acclaimed releases since then have included a disc of orchestral works by Ravel, which earlier this year won a Gramophone Award; Metamorphosen, featuring masterpieces for string orchestra by Richard Strauss, Korngold and Schreker; a disc of music by John Ireland; Hollywood Soundstage, a celebration of the golden age of Hollywood; and Rachmaninov’s Symphony No 3, the first in a projected Rachmaninov cycle.
In 2022 Sinfonia of London and John Wilson returned to the BBC Proms for an all-British programme that culminated in Elgar’s Enigma Variations.