Córdoba

for solo oboe

Date

November 2004

Duration

6 minutes

Orchestration

for solo oboe

Córdoba

Holly Somers
Live at Kulas Hall, Cleveland Institute of Music

I. Canción de Jinete
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About

Each movement is marked with a reference to a different, but similarly themed, poem. The first movement references Lorca’s poem “Canción de jinete,” as translated by Susana Cavallo; this is also the origin of the title, “Córdoba.” The second movement makes reference to Samuel Coleridge’s “Rime of the Ancient Mariner.” The final movement references C.P. Cavafy’s “Walls,” as translated by Elena Spilioti (with the collaboration of George Zorbas and Chris Burke). To the best of my knowledge, these texts have never been grouped together before, separated as they are by time, country, and language. Yet their juxtaposition may strike the listener as surprisingly natural. The poems are drawn together here by their common literary themes, their shared observations of a human nature which transcends nationalist boundaries, and by the embodiment of human isolation in the pathos of a solo oboe.

Recording

Wild Basin Winds (2008)
Ian Davidson, oboe

   

US Premiere

March 9, 2006
College Music Society/NACUSA-TX Conference
Texas State University
San Marcos, TX

Ian Davidson, oboe

International Premiere

May 23, 2006
Ian Davidson Artist Recital
State Conservatory of Music
Bratislava, Slovakia

Additional international performances in Teresina, Brazil and Hong Kong

Texts

I. Excerpted from Lorca's "Canción de Jinete"

Ay! That death should await me
before I reach Córdoba.

Córdoba.
Far-off and alone.

— Trans. Susana Cavallo

II. Excerpted from Coleridge's "Rime of the Ancient Mariner"

Like one that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round walks on,
And turns no more his head,
Because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread

III. Excerpted from Cavafy's "Walls"

With no care, no pity, no shame
Walls they built all around me, high, thick walls.

…Alas, while the walls were rising, how could I not have noticed.

But I never heard a builder hammering, nor any noise.
I never sensed it when they sealed me off from the world out there.

— Trans. Elena Spilioti (in collaboration with George Zorbas & Chris Burke)