Contemporary American Composers / Being a Study of the Music of This Country, Its Present / Conditions and Its Future, with Critical Estimates and / Biographies of the Principal Living Composers; and an / Abundance of Portraits, Fac-simile Musical Autographs, and / Compositions
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BEING A STUDY OF THE MUSIC OF THIS COUNTRY, ITS PRESENT CONDITIONS AND ITS FUTURE, WITH CRITICAL ESTIMATES AND BIOGRAPHIES OF THE PRINCIPAL LIVING COMPOSERS; AND AN ABUNDANCE OF PORTRAITS, FAC-SIMILE MUSICAL AUTOGRAPHS, AND COMPOSITIONS
Boston L.C. Page and Company (Incorporated) 1900
Copyright, 1900 By L.C. Page & Company (INCORPORATED) All rights reserved Colonial Press Electrotyped and Printed by C.H. Simonds & Co. Boston, U.S.A.
Edward MacDowell.
One day there came into Robert Schumann's ken the work of a young fellow named Brahms, and the master cried aloud in the wilderness, Behold, the new Messiah of music! Many have refused to accept Brahms at this rating, and I confess to being one of the unregenerate, but the spirit that kept Schumann's heart open to the appeal of any stranger, that led him into instant enthusiasms of which he was neither afraid nor ashamed, enthusiasms in which the whole world has generally followed his leading—that spirit it is that proves his true musicianship, and makes him a place forever among the great critics of music,—a small, small crowd they are, too.
It is inevitable that a pioneer like Schu mann should make many mistakes, but he escaped the one great fatal mistake of those who are not open to conviction, nor alert for new beauty and fresh truth, who are willing to take art to their affections or respect only when it has lost its bloom and has been duly appraised and ticketed by other generations or foreign scholars. And yet, even worse than this languorous inanition is the active policy of those who despise everything contemporary or native, and substitute sciolism for catholicity, contempt for analysis.
While the greater part of the world has stayed aloof, the problem of a national American music has been solving itself. Aside from occasional attentions evoked by chance performances, it may be said in general that the growth of our music has been unloved and unheeded by anybody except a few plodding composers, their wives, and a retainer or two. The only thing that inclines me to invade the privacy of the American com poser and publish his secrets, is my hearty belief, lo, these many years! that some of the best music in the world is being written here at home, and that it only needs the light to win its meed of praise.