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Eight Songs For A Mad King by Peter Maxwell Davies; Fires Of London Unicorn Records (UNS 261) Publication date 1971

 Che So hos ho Me Fog (b. 1934)  



TEXT BY RANDOLPH STOW & ee a Ill  


swith, Archies Catlaanss deledit need! Shas Taal ofl Pepin  


(Jennifer Ward Clarke, Cello. Duncan Druce, Violin/Viola. Alan Hacker, Clarinets. Judith  
Pearce, Flutes. Stephen Pruslin, Keyboard Instruments. Barry Quinn, Percussion) .  


Conducted by the Composer  


——  


The poems forming the text of this work were suggested by a miniature mechanical organ playing  
eight tunes, once the property of George III. A scrap of paper sold with it explains that ‘This Organ was  
George the third for Birds to sing’’.  

A few years ago, the organ was acquired by the Hon. Sir Steven Runciman who in 1966  
demonstrated it to me. It left a peculiar and disturbing impression. One imagined the King, in his purple  
flannel dressing-gown and ermine night-cap, struggling to teach birds to make the music which he could so  
rarely torture out of his flute and harpsichord. Or trying to sing with them, in that ravaged voice, made  
almost inhuman by day-long soliloquies, which once murdered Handel for Fanny Burney’s entertain-  
ment. There were echoes of the story of the Emperor’s nightingale. But this Emperor was mad; and at  
times he knew it, and wept.  

The songs are to be understood as the King’s monologue while listening to his birds perform, and  
incorporate some sentences actually spoken by George III.  

In performance, the flute, clarinet, violin and ’cello players sit in cages, representing, on one level,  


the bullfinches the King was trying to teach to sing. The King has extended dialogues with these players |  


individually — in No. 3, the flautist becomes, in the King’s mind, the ‘Lady in Waiting’ concerned, as well,  
as a bullfinch — in ‘To Be Sung on the Water’, the ‘cellist incarnates the River Thames; in ‘The Review’,  
the percussion player becomes the King’s brutal keeper, who plays him off stage at the end, beating a bass  
drum with acat-o-nine-tails. The climax of the work is the end of No. 7 where the King snatches the violin  
through the bars of the player’s cage and breaks it. This is not just the killing of a bullfinch — itis a giving-  
in to insanity, and aritual murder by the King of a part of himself, after which, at the beginning of No. 8,  
he can announce his own death.  

As well as their own instruments, the players have mechanical birdsong devices, operated by clock-  
work, and the percussion player has a collection of bird-call instruments.  

The vocal writing calls for extremes of register and a virtuoso acting ability; my intention was, with  
this, and the mixture of styles in the music together with the look of the cages, suggesting prison or hospital  
beds, to leave open the question, is the persecuted protagonist Mad George III, or somebody who thinks  
he is George?  


THE FIRES OF LONDON  

The Fires of London have won an International reputation as the world’s leading music-theatre  
group, based on their celebrated staged performances of Schoenberg’s Pierrot Lunaire and of Maxwell  
Davies’s extraordinary theatre-works, Eight Songs for a Mad King, Miss Donnithorne’s Maggot, Vesallii  
Icones, Le Jongleur de Notre Dame, and The Martyrdom of Saint Magnus.  

The group, which has played throughout Britain, Eastern, Western and Northern Europe, North,  
Central and South America, and Australia and New Zealand, is equally renowned for its brilliant and  
committed performances of twentieth-century classics and of the most recent chamber music, as well as  
for its exhilarating excursions into ‘‘early music brought forward’’ which provide a cross-fertilisation  
between past and present.  


Peter Maxwell Davies  





PETER MAXWELL DAVIES  

Davies has achieved, by his early forties, a unique position in the musical world, as a prolific yet  
meticulous composer, as the Director of The Fires of London, and also as the committed exponent of  
creative musical education for children.  

Peter Maxwell Davies’s compositions link musical and cultural history, the medieval, renaissance  
and baroque traditions with contemporary ideas. His operas; Taverner, The Martyrdom of Saint  
Magnus, The Two Fiddlers and his ballet (Salome), as well as his song cycles and works for the music-  
theatre, recreate the role of the musician as bard, story-teller and seer.  

A further strand of Maxwell Davies’s creativity is his feeling for the Islands of Orkney, where he  
lives between tours and concerts, from which he has drawn inspiration for all his recent works. These  
include Stone Litany, Ave Maris Stella, A Mirror of Whitening Light, Solstice of Light and Black  
Pentecost. Orkney is where he founded and still directs the Saint Magnus Festival.  

Parallel to his career as acomposer, he has been involved with the teaching of music; the success of  
his method at Cirencester Grammar School has led to frequent broadcasts, lecture tours in Europe,  
Australia, and New Zealand and North and South America, and participation in the UNESCO conference  
on musical education. This has been further expanded by the children’s opera The Two Fiddlers written  
for performance by children which has been mounted in a number of countries. He is also the director of  
Dartington Summer School of Music.  

Some of his best known works have been written for the Fires of London — Vesalii Icones, Eight  
Songs for a Mad King, Missa Super L’>homme Arme, Miss Donnithorne’s Maggot and he conducts their  
concerts all over the world.  


SIDE 1 (19:08)  

1. The Sentry (Tune: King Prussia’s  
Minuet)  

The King imagines himself approaching the  
sentry before going for a walk in the  
country. He speaks paternally to the  
soldier, and promises him a present from  
his vegetable garden. Then suddenly,  
seeing himself as the prisoner of the sentry,  
he breaks down. (In this mood, he once  
burst into tears and cried: “‘I wish to God I  
may die, for I am going to be mad’’.)  


Good day to Your Honesty: God guard  
who guards the gate.  

Here is the key of the Kingdom.  

You are a pretty fellow: next month I  
shall give you a cabbage. 

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