Seven Pieces in Alphabetical Order
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Seven Pieces in Alphabetical Order for piano, composed 1947, revised 1960.
Note on title page:
'These pieces are designed to be played in the order given, on a piano which has the top C.
It is said that in Hindu music certain notes are named after creatures.
This work, first written in July 1947, was re-written in September 1960'.
Note on title page of original: 'The notes of the Hindu scale are called after various birds and animals: C. Peacock - D. Rainy season bird - E. Goat - F. Crane - G. Cuckoo - A. Frog - B. Elephant. The music attempts to illustrate the animals and suggest the appropriate key'.
Peter Marchbank notes "These pieces are a reminder that Peter Tranchell spent his childhood in India. While he was sent to England to attend a Prep School, he must have retained images and sounds from those early years." (pers. comm.).
This PDF includes a cover sheet and all seven pieces:
Individual pieces can be downloaded below, if desired:
© Cambridge University Library MS.Tranchell.2.286. Published by permission of the Syndics of the Cambridge University Library.
In his analysis of Tranchell's early works, Peter Marchbank studied the earlier versions of the work. His comments, repeated below, suggest that substantial modifications were made in the 1960 revision that we have published above:
A work that did show considerable maturity was his Seven Pieces almost in alphabetical order for piano. The first pencil sketch was probably started whilst Peter was in Malta since, stuck on to the inside front cover, is a sheet containing “Some Nice Thoughts on Peter’s Pieces” written by Mrs Helen Dray in her precious style and florid hand. By the time of the second pencil sketch, which is dated July 1947, Peter has typed these Nice Thoughts out and stuck them before each piece. He also notes on the front that the work has had three first performances in as many months! The final copy is in ink and Peter has now eschewed the descriptive and fanciful notes. Instead, he limits himself on the title page to a brief introduction: The notes of the Hindu scale are called after various birds or animals. The music attempts to illustrate the animals and suggest the appropriate key.
C Peacock
D Rainy Season Bird
E Goat
F Crane
G Cuckoo
A Frog
B ElephantNone of the pieces has a key-signature, though each uses its designated note as a tonal centre.
Peacock: Lento crochet = 40
A languid melody in octaves in the right hand is accompanied by highly chromatic harmony. At the centre of the movement comes a Quasi Cadenza of repeated chords and arpeggios, which Mrs Dray likens to the peacock opening its tail. After this, the opening returns with a more ornate accompaniment.
Rainy Season Bird: Allegro brillante crochet = 138
The chattering opening section is marked “birds”, while the arpeggios of the Quasi cadenza are marked “rain”. Again the music of the opening returns. The slower four-bar Coda begins with a dissonant chord in the left hand marked con tutta forza and is intended to suggest a gong before the piece relaxes to a close on a D minor chord with an added leading note and supertonic.
Goat: Allegretto crochet = 104
The introductory two note dissonances are marked un poco staccato e senza espressione. The main section is marked Quasi improvisando and has an arching left hand melody marked delicate ed un poco cantabile contrasting with the opening staccato motif.
Crane: Moderato dotted crochet = 54
Again, there are two contrasting ideas: a rhythmic motif and a “nobilmente” figure.
Cuckoo: Allegro misterioso
There are no signs of the cuckoo’s usual song here. Instead, Peter has slowish cantabile chords over an almost monotonous (dotted crochet quaver quaver quaver) accompaniment in the left hand. The music starts pianissimo and crescendos to forte before it dies away and ends a niente.
Frog: Andante crochet = 126
The music is almost bi-tonal with the two hands in very close proximity. This brief movement ends with “the frogs taking refuge in the pool leaving only a ripple.”
Elephant: Pomposo minim = 92
Mrs Dray likens this movement to a procession of elephants. It certainly makes for a spectacularly bravura and virtuoso finale to this fine suite.
Perhaps for the first time, Peter shows a real understanding of piano writing and his use of chromatic and dissonant harmonies is now a part of his idiom rather than being imposed upon it. These Seven Pieces would certainly be worth hearing in performance.
Mrs Dray's nice thoughts
Peacock
And so like a peacock! First we wander through a glade or snade, slightly jaded, and see the unveiling of the Oh so unlucky tailfeathers of this over-rated bird, and then while we are recovering from our daze, the pieces is at an end.
RainySeason Bird [sic]
Amongst the chatter of other birds, the RainySeason Bird has a hard time to hold its own.... The rain starts, but the bird-talk goes on till a dinnergong calls the irate musician to a despondent delineation of his meal, and the birds have flown away.
Goat
Follow (not too closely, my dears) this goat, -- munching,-- trotting about,-- and occasionally stopping to have beautiful thoughts, quite irrespective of the intrusive cuckoo. Let us leave the goat digesting an extra-exquisite conception.
Crane
Spindleshanks and some interesting feathers has this Crane, as it walks about the marshpools.--- Have you ever imagined yourself entangled with countless legs of waterfowl? But this Crane is out in the clear now, twisting its fine neck this way and that, till hearing the sound of a cuckoo, realises that migrating time is still on, and with an initial bustle of wings, swings aloft and away.
Cuckoo
Probe the forest cautiously and strain your ears for the sound. Probe in vain. Come out into a welcome clearing, and in the sunlight hear a parting cry, which makes you say "I don't believe it".
Frog
This Frog is not alone, even if it is in front of an elephant. Then it suddenly realises,-- a neighbour goes one way, but our Frog plops down into a pool,--- and only a ripple remains.
Elephant
This Elephant has got into a procession, somehow, and is covered with all sorts of glory and paraphernalia. But then it seems to get a sentimental thought, is it vanity at its strings of pearls, is it the call of the home-jungle, or has it found a friend in the throng? But no, there is, after all, no distinguishing it from any of the other elephants. So why try?