Cloud Folk
by John Psathas | Percussion Octet and Piano
by John Psathas | Percussion Octet and Piano
You also want an ePaper? Increase the reach of your titles
YUMPU automatically turns print PDFs into web optimized ePapers that Google loves.
<strong>Cloud</strong> <strong>Folk</strong> (2017)<br />
Psathas’ majestic <strong>Cloud</strong> <strong>Folk</strong> makes full use of the many timbres and tones available in the<br />
percussion world, making it a highly fulfilling work for those ensembles who can master<br />
it. <strong>Cloud</strong> <strong>Folk</strong>’s soundscape transforms in subtle shades, with the ensemble requiring an<br />
excellent grasp of technique to balance the work’s layers of activity. Elsewhere in the work,<br />
dynamic passages provide platforms for exciting solo material to shine through.<br />
The flickering ostinato rhythm laid down by the shekere and cabasa for Part 1 of <strong>Cloud</strong><br />
<strong>Folk</strong> establishes a pulse that remains virtually unbroken for the rest of the work. Around<br />
this predominantly polyrhythmic pulse—which is performed by a range of instruments<br />
throughout—bells, vibraphone and a low tom build up the texture, with piano and<br />
marimba-driven dynamic surges generating an atmosphere of mystery and anticipation.<br />
Melodic lines played on the piano and doubled by timpani beautifully cut through the<br />
rhythmic bed to converse with lines from the vibraphone and glockenspiel, leading into the<br />
darker second part of <strong>Cloud</strong> <strong>Folk</strong>.<br />
Driven by a subtle vibraphone, piano and drum kit groove, Part 2 features a solo from the<br />
second vibraphone, which builds into a marimba and vibraphone duet. More sustained,<br />
atmospheric techniques dominate Part 3 through the eerie timbre of gongs and bowed<br />
vibraphone keys, while Part 4 brings back a version of the earlier soft rhythmic bed,<br />
over which the vibraphone conveys a quiet urgency with its solo passage. Part 5 sees the<br />
ensemble rising and falling in cinematic swells as <strong>Cloud</strong> <strong>Folk</strong> reaches its climax, the passage<br />
punctuated by a pummelling tom solo. In coming down from this, a coda thins out the<br />
work’s textures, leaving us with the decaying resonance of the pitched percussion’s parting<br />
chord.<br />
The composer writes:<br />
The <strong>Cloud</strong> <strong>Folk</strong> are (imaginary) visitors to earth, invisibly parked in our upper<br />
atmosphere, observing 21st century human behaviour. I’d imagined an arrival driven<br />
PE190 – v