27th Gala des Prix Opus: All The Results!

by Alexandre Villemaire

The major annual gathering of the Quebec music community was in full swing for its twenty-seventh edition at Salle Bourgie on Sunday, February 4. Bringing together performers, presenters and artisans of concert music, the Conseil québécois de la musique and various partners presented 30 awards, including 8 special bonus prizes, to salute and honor their work. Comedian Jocelyn Lebeau hosted the event for the third year running, delivering a dynamic, fast-paced presentation based on the less conservative formula of the previous edition, with blocks of awards and discussions with three or four winners from different categories, rather than the traditional acknowledgements. These discussions, in which the winners were invited to choose a word that summed up their project, led to some lively exchanges and funny moments. The gala’s musical entertainment was provided by the ensemble collectif9, who, in addition to opening and closing the ceremony, punctuated the announcement of the winners with a variety of instrumental interventions. The audience was also transported by Serhiy Salov’s spirited interpretation of Chopin’s Fantaisie-Impromptue Op. 66, and enchanted by the music of the Masmoudi Quartette with their piece Labyrinthe, where jazz, tango and klezmer music come together. Framing these interventions, the opening and closing numbers respectively featured the works of Nicole Lizée (Another Living Soul) and Romanian composer Sapo Perapaskero (Tot Taraful) in what was, in our opinion, one of the most varied and interesting musical animations of recent editions.

Here are the winners for the 2022-2023 season:

Concerts

Concert of the year – Medieval, Renaissance and Baroque music

Handel’s Alcina : l’enchantement, Les Violons du Roy, Jonathan Cohen, conductor, Karina Gauvin, Lucy Crowe, Rowan Pierce, sopranos, Kayleigh Decker, mezzo-soprano, Stuart Jackson, tenor, Avery Amereau, contralto, Nathan Berg, bass, February 9, 2023

Concert of the Year – Classical, Romantic and Post-Romantic Music

Les notes lumineuses, Bruce Liu, piano, Société musicale Fernand-Lindsay – Opus 130 and Centre culturel Desjardins de Joliette, April 23, 2023

Concert of the year – Modern and contemporary music

Le Quatuor selon Berio, Quatuor Molinari, May 19, 2023

Concert of the Year – Contemporary and electroacoustic music

Elle a son mot à dire, Ensemble SuperMusique, Joane Hétu, conductor, Productions SuperMusique, in collaboration with Groupe Le Vivier, May 3, 2023

Concert of the Year – Jazz

Marianne Trudel, piano solo: “La musique et la vie”, Marianne Trudel, piano, February 12, 2023

Concert of the Year – World Music

Transcestral – Sufi and aboriginal encounter, Oktoecho, Katia Makdissi-Warren, composer and conductor, Anouar Barrada, Sufi singing, Buffalo Hat Singers, Moe Clark, singing and drumming, Nina Segalowitz, Inuit throat singing, Joséphine Bacon, poetry, singing and the artists, December 9, 2022

Concert of the year – Multiple repertoires

Antoine Tamestit: Bach, Shostakovich and Stradivarius, Les Violons du Roy, Antoine Tamestit, conductor, April 13, 2023

Albums

Album of the year – Medieval, Renaissance and Baroque music

Jean Baur: Chamber Music, Accademia de’ Dissonanti, Passacaille Records

Album of the Year Classical, Romantic and Post-Romantic Music

Massenet: Complete melodies for voice and piano, A-S. Neher, A. Bareil, A. Bélanger, A. Figueroa, D. Jacques, E. Hasler, É. Laporte, F. Bourget, F. Antoun, H. Laporte, J. Marchand, J-F. Lapointe, J.Lampron-Dandonneau, J. Boulianne, K. Gauvin, M. Simard-Galdès, M. Boucher, M-É. Pelletier, M-N. Lemieux, M. Losier, O. Godin, S. Naubert, S. Tétreault, V. Milot, ATMA Classique

Album of the year Modern, contemporary music

Lumières nordiques, Vincent Boilard, Quatuor Molinari, ATMA Classique

Album of the YearContemporary, electroacoustic music

Au Diable Vert, René Lussier, ReR Megacorp & Circum Disc

Book of the Year

La musique qui vient du froid. Arts, chants et danses des Inuit. Jean-Jacques Nattiez, foreword by Lisa Qiluqqi Koperqualuk, Les Presses de l’Université de Montréal, 2022

Special prizes

Atypical duo Stick&Bow, featuring marimbist Krystina Marcoux and cellist Juan Sebastian Delgado, won the CINARS International Outreach Award ($2,000) and the Canada Council for the Arts Performer of the Year Award ($5,000).

Saskatchewan pianist Meagan Milatz was awarded the Discovery of the Year prize, which comes with a video production courtesy of Télé-Québec’s La Fabrique culturelle. For “the authenticity of her approach, filled with curiosity and interest in others [and] her music [which] are fantastic intercultural encounters”.

Katia Makdissi-Warren received the Opus Prize for Composer of the Year, along with $10,000 from the Conseil des Arts et des Lettres du Québec. Danielle Palardy-Roger’s Le Fil d’Ariane was awarded the Opus Prize for Creation of the Year.

The Opus Montréal – Inclusion et diversité prize offered by the Conseil des arts de Montréal $10,000 to Ensemble Caprice for their ClassiqueInclusif 2022-2023 project. The Opus Québec prize went to the Opéra de Québec for the 12th edition of its festival, while the Orchestre symphonique de Drummondville was awarded the Opus Régions prize for its concert Illumine la nuit: la symphonie illustrée. Among broadcasters, the Festival de Lanaudière won the Opus for Specialized Broadcaster of the Year, and Maximum 90, based in Carleton-sur-Mer, for Multidisciplinary Specialized Broadcaster. Olga Razenhofer, violinist with the Molinari Quartet, won the Opus for Artistic Director of the Year. For their OSMose Concert, the Orchestre symphonique de Montréal received the $5,000 Production of the Year – Young Audience award from the Ministère de la Culture et des Communications du Québec. Groupe Le Vivier’s La Semaine du neuf : Hommage à Claude Vivier, featuring the music of this tragically deceased composer, was named Musical Event of the Year.

Honoured jointly with the Conseil québécois du patrimoine vivant, the group Bon débarras was awarded the prize for Concert of the Year in Quebec Traditional Music for Repères, which comes with a $1,000 cash prize. New Opus Prize partner Mundial Montréal, the global music industry’s renowned conference-festival, awarded the Album of the Year – World Music prize to Les Arrivants, an innovative trio featuring Amijai Shalev, Abdul Wahab Kayyali and Hamin Honari, whose album Home is a “bold fusion of Argentine tango traditions, Arabic music and Persian rhythms”. The prize was accompanied by a mentoring package and a conference.

It was a particularly touching and symbolic moment when Isolde Lagacé was honoured at Salle Bourgie. Isolde, who since 2008 has been Artistic Director of the Fondation Arte Musica and of Salle Bourgie, inaugurated in 2011 under her mandate, was warmly applauded by members of the community for her contribution and dedication to the promotion of concert music in Quebec. Thanks and touching video testimonials were delivered by patron Pierre Bourgie, Geneviève Soly, sister of the laureate, Caroline Louis and Olivier Godin, respectively General Manager and current Artistic Director of the hall, as well as French pianist Alexandre Tharaud. Alexandre Tharaud thanked her for her friendship, and underlined the warm welcome she and her team always extend to foreign musicians – a factor contributing to the recognition of Salle Bourgie as one of the most important concert halls in Canada and internationally. Full of gratitude, Isolde Lagacé praised the diversity and creativity of Quebec’s music scene. Télé-Québec’s La Fabrique culturelle has produced a video to get to know the winner better, which will be available on its website.

Poignant Darkness and Transcendent Light with Yannick Nézet-Séguin

by Frédéric Cardin

It’s a Saturday afternoon at the Maison Symphonique de Montréal: the hall is packed, and the average age of the audience is much younger than we’re often led to believe when it comes to classical music. What’s more, this audience is enthusiastic and attentive to a program of three works that are relatively unknown to the general public. There’s no denying it, classical music is alive and well in Montreal.

Perhaps it’s Yannick Nézet-Séguin, at the helm of his Orchestre métropolitain, who stimulates this interest. But let’s not deny ourselves the pleasure of witnessing a state of affairs that must make many other cities on the continent green with envy.

A program of little-known works, as I was saying, with the exception of Poulenc’s Gloria, and even then. The concept on the poster was entitled De l’abîme aux étoiles, or, if you like, from the depths to the stars. It was mainly in the second half of the concert that this musical and symbolic journey was felt, with Lili Boulanger’s Psalm 130 “Du fond de l’abîme” (From the depths of the abyss), a dark, anguished work in which a small flame of hope nevertheless manages to impose itself, followed by Francis Poulenc’s scintillating Gloria, in which the essential balance of forces is reversed: a luminous journey through which a few clouds pass but never gather. I’ll come back to this.


The first half was taken up by an unsuspected gem: the Gaelic Symphony by American Amy Beach, which premiered in Boston in 1896 and thus becoming the very first symphony written and published by a woman, and played by a major orchestra in the United States.

It’s a relatively sunny piece, but the first movement contains references to a traditional Celtic tune, Dark Is The Night. Is this what links it with the program concept? Whatever it is, it remains rather tenuous, musically speaking. The symphony as a whole is not really steeped in darkness. It’s far from the initial abyss suggested by the concert’s title. As I said, it’s in the second half that this really takes shape.

But never mind, it doesn’t spoil anything other than the purist obsessions of semantics doctors. The Gaelic Symphony is carried by an orchestra that has muscle but never becomes excessively heavy. The orchestra is finely detailed and often transparent. Beach integrates many elements from traditional Celtic music, that of her ancestors from Ireland and Scotland. That said, she never turns it into a “folkloristic” caricature. The melodies are straightforward and appealing, and in the context of a beautifully coloured orchestration, one thinks of a sound world reminiscent of Russian or especially Eastern European music. Dvorak is an avowed model. One might even add that the Gaelic Symphony is what the Czech might have written had he taken a trip to the British Isles rather than the USA.

Impressions of dancing here and dramatic outbursts against an inspiring panorama elsewhere made this symphony a wonderful discovery for the visibly satisfied audience. I’d like to highlight the superb solo by Yukari Cousineau, the orchestra’s first violin, in the third movement. A powerfully expressive, richly enveloped sound, almost as if it had come from a viola. Magnificent!

As mentioned, it was in the second half that the upward journey into the light took place. Those who didn’t know that Lili Boulanger’s Psaume 130 for contralto, tenor, choir and orchestra is a masterpiece, perhaps one of the great works of classical modernity (yesterday sung only by mezzo Karen Cargill), surely left the concert having definitively swept all doubt from their minds. 

Du fond de l’abîme (that’s the title) is taken from the Latin De profundis translated into French and portrays with probably the finest acuity the state of mind in which Lili Boulanger found herself at the time of completed writing, in 1916. The young woman died in 1918 at the age of 24, of Crohn’s disease (unknown at the time). Throughout her short life, she endured the torments of her illness and fought as hard as she could. This Psalm, in which she sets down on paper her distress, but also the faint but resilient glimmer of hope that inhabited her, is a remarkable creation, in which writing techniques interweave brilliantly to create a poignant dramatic discourse. Phrygian mode, octatonic scale, tonal scales, chromaticism and harmony interweave in a visionary canvas. If this sounds hermetic, rest assured: it’s wonderfully beautiful and touching, despite the ambient darkness. Therein lies the great genius of this composer, who could have revolutionized modern music even more profoundly had fate let her live. Cargill, despite her beautiful voice, seemed a little discreet. It was the chorus and orchestra that left their mark, in marvellous chiaroscuro nuances subtly woven by Yannick. A few hesitantly precise attacks in the opening bars prevent me from speaking of a divine moment. But it’s a very little caveat, and the emotional power generated by this exceptional piece remains intact. Bravo, Yannick!

The contrast could hardly be greater with Poulenc’s Gloria. One immediately recognizes the Frenchman’s touch, with its slightly irreverent good humour, even in the context of sacred music. Those who love his opera Dialogues des carmélites will find themselves on familiar ground, melodically and harmonically, when the Agnus dei arrives. Smiles of pleasure but with a few gentle shivers of spleen, this is the Gloria of this atypical and original composer.

Yannick Nézet-Séguin, unsurprisingly, was immersed in the music and conveyed its emotional essence to his musicians with brio. Soprano Janai Brugger installed not on stage but next to the choir, made a very fine impression, with a voice projecting fluidly a beautiful light, particularly appropriate, and all this without exaggerated operatic emphasis. 

A program and a concert that can unhesitatingly be described as a great success.

Electro / Electronic / hyperpop

Lest We Forgecs: The 100 gecs rave at Igloofest 

by Stephan Boissonneault

Strange electro dance, a smashed-up remix of some of the biggest dance cuts from the last 10-15 years is blaring on the huge outdoor speakers, and I’m trapped in a pit of thousands of bodies, swaying together in unison, like some kind of malformed entity. On the screen behind the performers and each side of the stage is a projected hairy creature that looks like The Oogie Boogie Man mixed with the Thumbs Thumbs from the Spy Kids movie. I find it disturbing, especially since it only moves every few seconds, like some kind of Kafka-esque experiment. 

I feel 10 or so shoes stomp on mine and a man begins twirling in a circle, trying to open up the pit. He succeeds and the moshing begins—it’s all friendly for the most part, except the one guy with spiked steampunk goggles purposefully trying to barrel into people. A girl, part of my group that has lost each other in the pit, screams a hearty “I don’t like that.” It’s her birthday. 

There’s a pit of mud water on the ground from the earlier rain. My brain waves start coming in; ‘Well, at least I’m not claustrophobic.’ ‘I could leave, shoulder my way out of this sweaty madness.’ But after a second thought, I don’t want to. I’m in the gecs pit and I’m here to stay.

It’s not a particularly ‘normal’ 100 gecs show, as both gecs are behind the decks, and we only hear two or maybe three of their originals. The show is billed as a 100 gecs (DJ SET), but I do find it interesting when one rowdy crowd member asks “when the gecs are on,” halfway into their set.

There are stand-out moments musically like the gecs’ tribute to SOPHIE with an “Immaterial Girls” remix or a hyperpop remix of Skrillex’s “Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites” and other grimy dubstep hits. “I Can’t Stop” reverberates by Flux Pavillion into the winter air, but with a more industrial flair. We have happy digital hardcore, some UK trap disco, and a bit of house music, like a remix of Yeah Yeah Yeahs’ “Heads Will Roll.” For the most part, the set is a bit tame, which might have been a bit of a letdown for those who wanted to let loose and get interplanetary with the gecs catalogue. Still, everyone is having a good time, no doubt on the same level as the sweating spaceman in the front row, rolling like a tire down a long winding road. Gecs’ fans like to have a good time and they like their party drugs.

A bit before 100 gecs we were subject to the opener, Surf Gang and I along with a few other VIPs (pays to be media sometimes) were able to shake hands with a few of the Surf Gang crew. The joke gets old soon as six random guys all say ‘We’re from Surf Gang,’ while Surf Gang is indeed playing their set on the main stage. Eventually, those same six guys got on stage; it appears Surf Gang is a collective, a rotation cast of nine or twelve DJs. Though, the music wasn’t much to write home about. It felt like generic dance and trap beats, with a few moments screaming for a rapper to back up the mix. Every song always seemed to end with the members telling the crowd to chant “Surf Gang, Bitch, Surf Gang, Bitch,” during the outro. I mean, I guess?

But I will give it to Surf Gang; they left some sonic space for 100 gecs aka Laura Les—rocking her iconic black lipstick and edgy eyeshadow—and Dylan Brady,—sporting a Sonic the Hedgehog touque—to seamlessly blend in their “Dumbest Girl Alive,” track. There was no intro into the gecs arriving, so the loud THX wave was the only indicator that 100 gecs were indeed on.

I realize I have a job to do, as indicated by the camera hanging daintily around my neck. I’m invited backstage to snap a few photos of the gecs in action. I follow the media liaison to the back of the stage and spot a few of the Surf Gang crew forming their own dance pit behind the stage. There are only five or so people watching gecs on the stage and six large heat lamps. Here is when the full picture comes into view; thousands of people dressed in hot pinks, tie-dye greens, and periwinkle blues, absolutely losing their minds. Laura and Dylan are grooving on the stage, with a pretty chill DJ set up, switching on who is leading the particular track. That thumb creature is still on the screen and I fear he will never leave.

I’m told I can get as close as possible, so I eventually move my way to the stage right side and snap some photos of the crowd. Dylan spots me and waves his hand for me to get a little closer. Imposter syndrome is not something I really get anymore, having done this job for close to a decade, but that night I had hit hard. It could have been the little edible I had nibbled on a few hours before or just straight nerves, but that little wave broke it. So thank you 100 gecs. As I get closer, I see that Laura and Dylan are constantly talking to each other between the tracks, signaling when to drop the next memorable dance remix, like the future rave beat of “Satisfaction” by Benny Benassi; you all know it. 

I leave the backstage and find a festival worker having his own dance party in a mud pit. He’s looking for fire light his pre-rolled cigarette. I take a match out of my coat and light it for him. “These guys are great. What are they called?” It’s just a Thursday night for this guy. After the set is over, I slowly find the group of 20 I came with and decide it’s a good time for a photo. I herd them into a group and other randoms start joining in. Taking a page out of Dylan’s book, I wave more and more people in until it looks like a high school graduation photo of about 50 people. 

Laura once said “We’re not very good DJs” at the start of 100 gecs’ Boiler Room set almost a year ago. Well, you could have fooled me and the thousands there who stayed for 15 or 20 minutes after the set demanding an encore. But curfew times be damned, we did not get one. Still, 100 gecs left everyone satiated until the next rave down the road.

Chamber Folk / Indie Folk / Indie Pop

Patrick Watson, winter comfort food at MTELUS

by Alain Brunet

Two decades of musical great practice have led Patrick Watson to engage and nourish the souls of a loyal audience. This winter rendez-vous set by the Montrealer allowed this fervent relationship to continue. Once again witnessed at MTELUS, on this first weekend of February.

And so the musician invited us to continue his journey alongside him, without however presenting a large batch of recent material. Let’s talk about a program involving several classics. A comfort food show, then, with no major surprises apart from the improvisations and call-and-response games with the audience devised on the spot.

We spent a couple of nourishing hours watching this relaxed performance, peppered with humor, renewed arrangements and special collaborations.

Singers included Lisa LeBlanc (opening for folkie and during the concert), Ariel Engle (La Force) and Ourielle Auvé (Ouri), who swapped electro beatmaking for voice and cello. The singer and keyboardist’s staff included drummer Olivier Fairfield (Fet.Nat, Timber Timbre, Andy Shauf, Leif Vollebekk ), bassist Mishka Stein (Teke::Teke, among others) and a string quartet (Yubin Kim and Robert Margaryan, violins, Jérémie Cloutier, cello, Lana Tomlin, viola).

The curtains were closed when the impressionist piano and the interpreter’s head voice imposed silence on the auditorium. A few tens of seconds passed, the stage curtain opened, the musicians appeared and large tulle canvases could be seen behind them.

On a moderato rhythm, we follow with “Dream For Dreamin”, waved by a bridge of well-felt vocals and strings that are too unintelligible in the final crescendo. It’s always a demanding contract for a sound engineer to make acoustic strings sound good with amplified bass, drums and keyboards… But hey, things got better as the performance went on.

“Wave”, title track from the penultimate album, arrives on the program, preceded by some Watsonian moods and Transylvanian laughter. The orchestral ballad is tinged with the colors of a prepared piano. We stay with the gentle vocals, this time punctuated by pizzicato strings with another title track, from the album “Wooden Arms”. 

Accompanied by a beautiful countertenor vocal complement, this waltz is one of many opportunities to grasp Pat Watson’s harmonic influences,  clearly impressionistic (Ravel, Debussy, Satie).  This is all the more obvious with the ballad “Ode to Vivian”, inspired by the American photographer Vivian Maier. You’d think PW could explore other harmonies, but… we know that songwriters rarely deviate from the collection of chords that have defined their style.  

The singer continued with “To Build a Home”, which he had created with the band Cinematic Orchestra. Here we are, plunged back into the great indie era from which the majority of the fans present – aged 35-40 and over – hail. 

Then it’s the turn of the ballad “Melody Noirto seduce, this time inspired by Venezuelan Simon Diaz, and performed in concert with La Force. The latter occupies even more stage space with the fade-out that follows, “Love Song For Robots” and “Height Of A Feeling”, created and recorded in tandem. The occasion is ripe for a rendition of How Do You Love A Man, an indie folk song by La Force.In the same spirit, it’s a good idea to opt for a chamber music version of “Lost With You”.

The audience starts clapping, as if politely asking for a little more muscle,  a binary rhythm then unfolds, a wandering melody flies over it : “Drifters”. 

Ouri and her cello are summoned to center stage. Known for her electronic productions, Ouri was obviously classically trained before turning to electro, but this is a rare occasion when we get the full measure of it, namely with the piece “In Circles”, matched with  vocalizations and bow strokes. Simple and beautiful.

A little further on, PW will sing one of his rare French tracks, Je te laisserai des mots, a nice effort from the singer who grew up in a bilingual hamlet (Hudson) and has always been close to and admiring of the French-speaking portion of our indie scene. 

We head towards the conclusion with a game of improvised retorts, led by the singer, string section and audience. The aptly titled “Big Bird in a Small Cage” requires the participation of the guest singers. Right to the end, our host and his colleagues will have served music lovers a convincing example of North American indie folk magnified by vocal harmonies and bird sounds from the stage and also from the hall. 

At the encores, we recognized the tracks “Is Anything Wrong” (Lhasa de Sela), “Slip Into Your Skin”, “Lighthouse”, “Sit Down Beside Me”. Klô Pelgag arrives wearing a cap and carrying a backpack, and we dare say his voice has acquired additional maturity and assurance… Singer-songwriters topped it all off with a warm bivouac… By the way, we weren’t sure if the concert was over, when suddenly Pat Watson returned to the stage alone, belted out with spotlights and portable amplification. He sang his way through the MTELUS, just to bring this delightful evening to a close.

PATRICK WATSON SE PRODUIT AU MTELUS LES 2, 4 ET 5 FÉVRIER , 20H. INFOS ICI

A Full of Colours and Exciting Evening With Imani Winds

by Frédéric Cardin

Imani Winds is a wind quintet from the United States that’s a blessing to hear. Made up of black musicians (except for the clarinettist), they aim to bring music up to date for this type of ensemble by playing, along with great staples of the repertoire, new arrangements (their most recent album is entitled A Passion for Bach and Coltrane, which gives you an idea!), works by black composers or by commissioning new works, often inspired by African-American and Latino music. The group, which has won three Grammy awards, gave a concert last night at Salle Bourgie in Montreal. Only their second in 27 years of existence, which is a great shame for us. An all Black and Latino programme was offered to the audience, who packed the Bourgie Hall reasonably well.

There’s plenty to admire about the musicians on stage: Brandon Patrick George, flute, Mekhi Gladden, oboe (replacing Toyin Spellman-Diaz), Mark Dover, clarinet, Kevin Newton, horn and Monica Ellis, bassoon. Firstly, they are very, very good, each of them clearly a top-class soloist. The ensemble playing is impressive in its effortless virtuosity, surgical articulation and fusional coherence. Secondly, and most importantly, for the past 27 years, they have been investing (though not exclusively) in a repertoire space that remains marginal, but fortunately is rapidly expanding, that of music written by artists from racialized and/or minority communities in classical music. Bravo!

All but one of the pieces on the bill were strongly coloured by jazz, blues or Latin music. Accented syncopations, fluid, slightly feline swaying and chromatic colours revolving around ‘blue’ harmonies, this was a catchy universe, but not a racy one. No, because the scores on offer (by Damien Geter, Carlos Simon, Paquito D’Rivera, Valerie Coleman, Andy Akiho and Billy Taylor, the latter in an arrangement) are refined, twirling and full of invigorating effects, often entertaining, sometimes surprising. But what satisfies any passionate and invested music lover in this kind of programme is the extra soul added to the works by their extra-musical references. It’s racial profiling in Damien Geter’s I Said What I Said (the main theme depends on the typically Black locutionary rhythm of the title phrase), the celebration of great black personalities in Carlos Simon’s Giants (Bessie Smith, Cornel West, Herbie Hancock), of New York neighbourhoods in Valerie Coleman’s Rubispheres no 1, of freedom in Billy Taylor’s I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel To Be Free or the denunciation of the imprisonment of immigrants in Andy Akiho’s BeLoud, BeLoved, BeLonging.


This last piece is, however, the stylistic exception of the lot, as it is a post-minimalist flight in three movements, nervous and devilishly exciting, less obviously connected than the others to Afro-American or Latin heritage. Ironically, the piece by Paquito D’Rivera, Aires tropicales, by far the best-known artist on the programme, is the most “facile”. Not bad, no. It gives the instrumentalists a good workout and is certainly an excellent musical challenge for any professional ensemble. But the juxtaposition of the writing and the underlying theme is more superficial than its competitors

The evening, much appreciated by the audience, ended with an arrangement of Billy Taylor’s famous song I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel To Be Free, dedicated by Nina Simone. Real jazz, but adapted in anything but a linear fashion. Clarinettist Mark Dover did a fabulous job, turning it into a feverish Theme and Variations bursting with expressive dynamite. 

The applause was long and sustained. Everyone clearly wanted to see them again as soon as possible.

Alternative / indie / Indigenous peoples / Inuit

Watching Elisapie perform in Châteauguay was an honour

by Gigi Brown

Elisapie graced the stage at Châteauguay’s Pavillon de l’Ile last week, and the intimate venue was packed with fans buzzing with excitement to see her on the Inuktitut tour, in support of her album of the same name from September 2023. The collection of covers from artists like Queen, Blondie, and Metallica in Inuktitut, Elisapie’s first language, was easily one of the best albums released last year, winning her the 2023 GAMIQ award for Artist of the Year. Seeing her perform live proved why she deserved such an honour. Elisapie started the show on a strong note, appearing on stage from behind a wall of pink light, singing “Uummati Attanarsimat (Heart of Glass),” the first single off of the album. It was perfect—her voice, mixed in with the magic of the pink lights, had the room in awe. It was clear from the start that this show was going to be special and it most definitely was. 

The show felt like it passed by so quickly, but throughout the entire show, the audience really got to know who Elisapie was. The singer was brutally honest and open with the crowd, explaining the stories behind her albums. From “Una”, the song she wrote to her birth mother, to the cover of “Dreams” by Fleetwood Mac in honour of her late brother, or “I Want to Break Free,” by Queen dedicated to her cousin who loved to dance. It was special and beautiful and made a few of us cry. Hearing the stories behind Inuktitut took it from a record full of wonderful covers and transformed it into a collection of songs that had a far deeper meaning to Elisapie. 

The show was not just special from a musical standpoint either. From a technical point of view, the show was pretty simple. There were no crazy pyrotechnics, and aside from a cool light-up radio, there were no props, but the lighting masterfully guided the audience through the songs and kept your focus solely on Elisapie. The lights matched perfectly with the song she was singing as well as visually showing the range in her music. Sometimes the lights were flashing and fun, giving the room a dance club vibe, other times the stage was bathed in light, with the colour depending on the overall vibe of the songs.

Personally, my favourite lighting choice was the singular spotlight, casting the singer in an almost ethereal glow. The dramatic yet warm lighting sequences occurred several times during the show, often while she was telling her stories. Yet,the most memorable “simple lighting” moment happened during Elisapie’s performance of “Moi, Elsie,” a song written by Richard Desjardins and composed by Pierre Lapointe for Elisapie’s 2009 debut album There Will Be Stars. The lyrics tell the story of an Inuk woman in love with a white contractor who is set to go home soon.  

Elisapie is the type of performer who demands your attention. No matter what she did, whether she was dancing or telling us her stories, all eyes were on her. But her shadow looming on the wall behind her gave the impression that the singer was larger than life. The words she was saying were important and you knew it, but it wasn’t daunting. Whether it was the warmness of the lighting or her sweet voice, you felt safe, almost as if we were all sitting around a campfire and listening to her tell stories.    

Elisapie and the writer, Gigi Brown

Elisapie is a voice and a presence on stage that we, as Canadians, should be fiercely proud of, and it was an honour to watch her perform. 

The Inuktitut tour goes on until November 30, 2024, with shows all around Quebec, plus a few shows in Europe.

Elisapie is also set to perform for the Festival International de Jazz de Montréal at Théâtre Maisonneuve on June 30, 2024.

Intro photo Courtesy of Bonsound

Credit: Leeor Wild

musique contemporaine

Ensemble Éclat : a new voice for the Montreal’s conservative avant-garde

by Frédéric Cardin

It was opening night last Friday at the Espace Orange in the Wilder Building in Montreal’s Quartier des Spectacles. Ensemble Éclat, a new contemporary music chamber orchestra made up of 13 up-and-coming Montreal musicians and directed by Charles-Éric Fontaine, gave its very first concert to a packed house, which was a pleasure to see.

In that packed house, I was certainly one of the oldest. The average age must have been around 30, maximum. Well done. That said, there were all the friends, girlfriends, boyfriends and a few relatives in attendance. Maybe it won’t always be like this. But let’s not spoil the fun with that detail. More on that later anyway. Training, professional guidance in terms of managing this type of project, publicity, promotion, administration, funding applications, etc. was supported by the Pôle Relève from Vivier, an umbrella organization for contemporary music in Quebec. The Pôle is itself solidly funded by the Conseil des arts et lettres du Québec (CALQ). Bravo, then, to all these people for their commitment to cutting-edge, much-needed projects.

I’ll start with the flowers. The 13 young artists in the ensemble (see list below) are very good. The scores on offer are of different technical natures, but it’s clear that we’re dealing with a high-level up-and-coming generation that has nothing to envy the previous one. Precise coordination, beauty and instrumental mastery, plus Fontaine’s highly committed, sharp and emphatic conducting. 

The program featured five works by as many composers: two up-and-coming talents (Adrien Trybucki and Quentin Lauvray) and three “classics” (Hans Abrahamsen, Kaajia Saariaho and Toru Takemitsu). The program alternated between “agitated” and “calm” pieces. A logical choice.

Between Trybucki and Lauvray, the former’s Trabum made the strongest impression on me. Over an initial drum-driven pulse, a subtle but irremediable rhythmic shift ends up sending through the window. What follows is a sort of continual search for the original order. At one point it almost succeeds, but in the end defeat is inevitable. Well organized (!) and finely textured. Worth remembering. 

Lauvray’s Au bord de la nuit (At the Edge of the Night) is a piece to be noted for its abundant writing. There are tons of ideas here, perhaps even too many. There’s even a harmonica and a kind of slide kazoo, noticeable in a couple of short interventions.

Fun, but why? In the end, it seems gratuitous, as if to say: “Look, I can generate all sorts of amazing colors!’’ But it’s not part of a justified holistic discourse. For all its technical and objective qualities, Au bord de la nuit ultimately resembles dozens of other pieces coming out of universities around the world, filled with squeaks, dots (points) and sustained notes which I call pointraitism (points + traits, or lines,, forgive my attempt at neologism…). 

A language that claims to be contemporary, but applies a well-learned recipe that’s been around for almost 75 years. ‘’Avant-garde” music… in conservative clothing. It’s amazing, when you think about it, to be able to lump these two terms together.

There was also Hans Abrahamsen’s Liebeslied, directly following the Trybucki, a totally ethereal piece, like a thin translucent veil, barely animated by a few murmurs of movement on the surface. A necessary contrast after the nervousness of Trabum

The central work was Toru Takemitsu’s Rain Spell. As if influenced by the title, we were quickly captivated, bewitched, by the Japanese composer’s surgically limpid yet subjectively poetic writing. Alto flute, clarinet, harp, piano and vibraphone are gently intertwined in a slender, beautifully colored writing style. Drops of sound against a backdrop of tender luminous radiance, Takemitsu’s writing is quite simply one of the most spellbinding of the 20th century. The rendering was excellent. A beautiful moment.

The last piece on the program, just before the Lauvray, Saariaho’s Fall is written for harp with (very discreet) electronic accompaniment. A lot of quivering of the instrument’s strings evokes a kind of scintillating impressionism, but resolutely modern. Very beautiful.

A balanced program, then, between novelty and tradition, but deliberately restricted within the bounds of what a certain establishment calls “contemporary music”. In this sense, Ensemble Éclat, although its mere existence is good news in itself, has not indicated in this first public exercise to be anything other than a NEM (Nouvel Ensemble Moderne) no.2. Not even 2.0. Let’s be honest: particularly speaking of the two very recent pieces, this is music still associated (not entirely wrongly) with the so-called Ivory tower.

Perhaps this is where the problem lies, and where I’ll be using the pot I promised earlier (without exaggerated violence, I hope). I love this music, and I know that Montreal is one of the best places in America for it. And, while it’s vital to support its dissemination and influence, I confess to having expected, perhaps naively, a truly “contemporary” proposal.

As mentioned above, this music has been around for almost three quarters of a century. It can no longer reasonably be called contemporary. Mozart was modern in his own time, at the end of the 18th century. Writing like him in 1850 was not. But for the generation of musicians in their twenties and thirties, “contemporary music” goes far beyond rigorous, formal atonalism. It embraces Stockhausen, Ligeti and Rihm as well as Adès, Reich, Andriessen, and even Herrmann, Morricone and Williams. It includes Caroline Shaw, Nicole Lizée, Kate Moore, and invites Autechre, Babe Terror, Muse, GYBE!, Owen Pallett, Lubomyr Melnyk, Kendrick Lamar, post-punk and growling metal to the table, to name but an infinitesimal part of the current stylistic family. Yes, I would have liked an ensemble of the current generation (Alpha?) to mark its birth with a trans-stylistic dialogue, including a certain conservative avant-garde (there’s that oxymoron again), but not just that. Let it do a bit of the syncretism that can be heard at Bang on a Can or Le Poisson Rouge (LPR)  in New York!

You’ll tell me I should have managed my expectations better. You’d probably be right. It’s not up to anyone who’s part of a cohort newly arrived on the cultural landscape to be the torchbearer of its asserted and differentiated existence, to be the guarantor of its generational originality vis-à-vis its predecessors. 

A final detail: there was no context, no commentary before the works. No, it’s not taking people for fools to offer them cerebral meat around the musical bone. Once again, it’s an old-fashioned attitude, like “the music speaks for itself, we don’t stoop to explaining it”. Ivory Tower style. Please…. We’re somewhere else. It won’t always be friends, girl-boy friends, and composer colleagues from McGill orUniversité de Montréal who fill the halls. 

I may find it conservative, but I still love this music enough to want it to continue to exist, to be played and heard. A little contemporary comm know-how wouldn’t hurt though.

ENSEMBLE ÉCLAT

ALEX HUYGHEBAERT (flûtes)

CHARLOTTE LAYEC (Clarinette)

LUKA MARCOUX (hautbois)

ANTOINE MALETTE-CHÉNIER (harpe)

CHARLES CHIOVATO RAMBALDO (percussion)

LÉO GUIOLLOT (percussion)

PAUL ÇELEBI (piano)

JEANNE CÔTÉ (violon)

JEANNE-SOPHIE BARON (violon)

DAVID MONTREUIL (alto)

AUDRÉANNE FILION (violoncelle)

WILLIAM BOIVIN (contrebasse)

QUENTIN LAUVRAY (électroniques)

THOMAS CARDOSO-GRANT (Chargé de projet)

CHARLES-ERIC FONTAINE (direction)

crédit photo : page FB de Ensemble Éclat.

Ute Lemper’s musical retrospective with the FILMharmonic Orchestra

by Elena Mandolini

It had been a long time since Ute Lemper had performed in Montreal. The musical legend treated an appreciative Maison Symphonique to a lengthy program retracing the highlights of a career spanning several decades. She was accompanied by the FILMharmonic Orchestra, conducted by Francis Choinière.

The program was original, featuring well-known works interpreted in a refreshingly refined manner. We admired the power and warmth of Ute Lemper’s voice and her stage presence. She’s full of energy, dancing upstage and demonstrating her acting skills. All eyes are on her. It’s clear that the works she presents are significant, not only historically, but also personally. In the first part, she intersperses each song with context and stories about her life.

We laugh a lot, we cry sometimes, and we’re touched in many ways. We also realize that nothing changes, and that history is doomed to repeat itself, again and again. Indeed, Ute Lemper doesn’t shy away from commenting on current political events: allusions to current wars, women’s rights and widespread political disillusionment. Lemper doesn’t hold back, but you can’t blame her, given that most of the works in her repertoire were written with the same sentiments, even 100 years earlier. She even changes some of the lyrics to suit current events. The effect is both funny and troubling.

What’s striking about FILMharmonique is their ability to adapt. After all, at film concerts, the music is set to the beat, of course. That said, the FILMharmonique’s role here was purely that of accompanist, having to adapt to the liberties taken by Lemper and his vocal improvisations. And the orchestra once again demonstrated its excellence. Francis Choinière directed the musicians while being completely in tune with the soloist. Every time, the synchronization was perfect, with everyone on stage breathing at Ute Lemper’s pace. Towards the end of the concert, the singer herself conducts the orchestra, in a way, asking certain musicians to improvise.

Throughout the evening, the orchestra performed several arrangements for solo orchestra of well-known music-hall songs. Here, the FILMharmonic took center stage, without compromise, once again demonstrating its superb versatility. The few feedback problems at the start of the concert were quickly resolved, allowing us to fully appreciate the very long concert (perhaps too long, lasting almost 2.5 hours). What’s certain is that the audience was delighted.

To find out about upcoming FILMharmonic concerts, click HERE!

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Photo credit: Tam Lan Truong

Opéra McGill | The Magical World of Cinderella on Stage

by Elena Mandolini

Every year, students at McGill University’s Schulich School of Music stage an opera. This year, it was Jules Massenet’s Cendrillon, which the entire cast carried off with brio, delivering a high-calibre performance. The evening was filled with magic, humour and sumptuous music. A resounding success!

In an interview with PAN M 360 earlier this week, Stephen Hargreaves (artistic and musical director) and David Lefkowich (guest stage director) confided that Massenet’s score contained passages that would give even professional companies a hard time. As a member of the audience, we recognize that some passages are difficult, both for the orchestra and the singers. But the performers give the impression that these passages are actually very easy. Even the fastest, most virtuosic passages are performed with solidity and confidence.

There’s no denying the exceptional quality of Opera McGill’s cast (impressive in number, especially as two casts share the three performances). From the very first bars, the orchestra asserts itself and delivers a performance of consistent quality, despite Cendrillon’s two-hour running time. Massenet’s writing is highly evocative, and the orchestra can musically convey the plot, the grandeur of the nobility, the melancholy and the magic concealed in this work.

The same praise can be heaped on the singers who share the stage. There is a fine variety of voices, all solid and remarkable. Particularly commendable is the perfect diction of the French text: every syllable is captured. The English text is projected above the stage, as is customary, but we would also have benefited from the French text, to savour even more the humour of Henri Caïn’s libretto. This humour, which is immediately apparent on reading the opera text, is sublimated by the staging. The performers have fun on stage, and their acting makes us laugh a lot. Some liberties are taken, and the acting is sometimes exaggerated, but all these elements have their raison d’être and make for a most enjoyable evening. The set design and costumes, by Vincent Lefèvre and Ginette Grenier respectively, do much to transport the audience into the magical world of Cinderella.

Very funny moments rub shoulders with extremely touching and sumptuous ones. The scenes featuring the fairy (Kate Fogg) are breathtaking, both for their magical scenography and for the interpreter’s high-quality performance. The duets are also full of emotion, from the love songs between Cinderella (Bri Jones) and Prince Charming (MacKenzie Sechi) to the one in which Cinderella’s father, Pandolfe (Nicholas Murphy), proposes that she leave her wicked stepmother’s house and return to the peaceful country life of yesteryear. Last but not least, moments involving the chorus transport the audience to the king’s court, or a forest inhabited by spirits and mysteries.

This exceptional evening demonstrated just how ready young music students are to take on major challenges, and their ability to shine and excel at the same time.

Cendrillon by Jules Massenet, with Opéra McGill and the McGill Symphony Orchestra, conducted by Stephen Hargreaves. Additional performances January 27 at 7:30 p.m. and January 28 at 2 p.m. INFO AND TICKETS HERE!

For the complete program of events at the Schulich School of Music, click HERE!

Photo credit: Stephanie Sedlbauer

Cédrik St-Onge Condenses the Verre Bouteille

by Théo Reinhardt

On the evening of January 23, amidst the buzz of Le Verre Bouteille, I waited to see Cédrik St-Onge’s recent album, Osoyoos, performed live. Thanks to an extra date added to his December 5 launch – and which landed far away – I was able to attend, having missed the first event. I was really looking forward to it and wondered how the album’s lush, grandiose sound would translate to this small venue.

Unsurprisingly, the stage is packed: the singer-songwriter is joined by Marc-Antoine Beaudoin and Bruno St-Laurent, his bandmates from Vendôme, as well as Alexis Leroy-Pleshoyano (Mada Mada), Jérémie Essiambre (La Faune, Cosmophone), Flavie Melançon and Marilyse San James. It’s hard to see them all at once when you’re at the back of the room, so you identify them by the sound of their instruments. After 20 minutes, you can maybe make out the drummer between the heads, another 20 and a glimpse of the keyboardist’s nose. Maybe. Like I say, it’s packed.

The show begins, and what’s immediately striking about the first track, Un jour à la fois, is its immediacy. Even the softer moments are channelled into higher energy than on the album. Which makes you look forward to the highlights. Next comes Ce qu’on veut pas entendre, which confirms what the previous song suggested to me. The great contrasts in volume on this track make it one of the most bewitching. Barely ten minutes after it starts, I’m thinking in my head that this concert is already a success.

At one point between songs, St-Onge asks the crowd to shout out his grandmother’s name so he can record a video for her. Naturally, we get carried away, and here we are in an impromptu number where everyone sings « Josette » to the tune of “olé, olé olé olé…”. The musicians, like true professionals, join in. A little 15-second madness. A fleeting pleasure for the evening.

Back to the music. The songs are all delightfully reinvigorated, animated by a sensitivity between the musicians, an energy highway. The combination is solid: the backing vocals are hauntingly right; the guitar playing is precise when it needs to be; the drummer takes the liberty of playing with the rhythms, adding details and new punches that provoke joyful shouts. For all these reasons and others I couldn’t name, the live experience of this album was particularly different from listening to the standard material. The songs Ce qu’on veut pas entendre and Headlights are particularly well rendered, and the memory of their live version will tint all my future listening. For an album with rich, grandiose instrumentations, the small stage at Le Verre Bouteille proved surprisingly more than adequate to do it justice.

Maybe it was the proximity of the artists on stage. Maybe it was the fact that this was my first concert of 2024 and that I was in a positive mood at the idea of once again running between shows of artists I enjoy. No matter, this warmly coloured album was an affront to the cold outside, probably much more so this time than in early December. Not much more evocative, in this case, than the windows dripping with condensation you notice on your way out. Osoyoos and its creators were a delightful ball of warmth on my January 23 evening.

Ensemble Tesse and Le Vivier | Breaking The Mould of Musical Experience

by Elena Mandolini

The year 2024 at Le Vivier kicks off with concerts featuring the next generation of today’s music scene. Last night, the newly-formed Ensemble Tesse presented its first concert. For the occasion, the event was presented in a rather different way: an ambulatory concert. The format of this concert proved to be very enjoyable and allowed us to appreciate the works of the program in a new way.

On entering the hall, the audience was invited to sit on the floor, on stage, around a structure that would be occupied by the musicians. Between each piece, the audience was invited to stand up and move around. There was also the option of standing or even lying down. The audience lent itself to the game, moving silently around the structure at opportune moments. This movement didn’t make the concert any slower or heavier – on the contrary, the musicians also moved around and lay down on the floor when it wasn’t their turn to play.

The program featured works that were “comprovisées”, composed as well as improvised. Co-creation is one of Ensemble Tesse’s objectives, and it fulfills its mandate perfectly. The listening and dialogue between the musicians are remarkable. The works presented are above all studies in sonority, in which each musician pushes the sonic limits of his or her respective instrument. It is essential to underline the quality of each performer, both in their consistently excellent playing and in their ensemble playing.

Each piece showcased a different member of the ensemble, each time in a different instrumental combination. Each work presented a different sound universe. Although the concept remained the same – collective improvisations – the evening never felt repetitive, and the musical ideas followed one another judiciously. More meditative moments rubbed shoulders with noisy, rhythmic passages, and sometimes with great melody.

The concert was enthusiastically received by the audience. The scenography and lighting helped to place listeners in an experimental atmosphere, a little out of time and space, where all frameworks were broken and reconfigured. Ensemble Tesse is proof positive that it’s possible to do things differently and still deliver a memorable and enjoyable concert experience. Watch out for their next projects!

Ensemble Tesse

NOAM BIERSTONE (percussions)

AUDRÉANNE FILION (cello)

CHARLOTTE LAYEC (bass clarinet)

OFER PELZ (piano)

MARILÈNE PROVENCHER-LEDUC (flutes)

GABRIEL TROTTIER (horn)

To find out about upcoming concerts presented by Le Vivier, click HERE!

Classical / classique

Piano symphonique – Fazil Say

by Varun Swarup
Arriving at the Centre Pierre-Péladeau on a dreadfully cold Sunday afternoon, I was a bit surprised to see a huge crowd gathered in front of the concert hall. It seems the event organisers at Pro Musica were equally impressed with the turnout, expressing their excitement in their opening remarks. But perhaps it’s no surprise really. 

Fazil Say has distinguished himself as a world-class performer in his 25 year tenure as a concert pianist. With 1.2 million followers on his social media accounts he has done what might be the envy of every concert pianist, bridging the gap between classical music and a popular audience. Hailing from the Turkish capital of Ankara, Say attracts scores of his countrymen wherever he tours, many of whom no doubt came out to see him perform here.

Taking to the stage with a relaxed stride, Mr. Say quickly makes himself at home and within a few seconds, the nebulous and crystalline harmonies of Claude Debussy fill the hall. One quickly gathers from watching Mr. Say performance is how attuned he is to sound and its manipulation. Throughout his performance he would often gesture to the strings of the piano as if he were conversing with the piano itself, or at least the sound hovering about it. Thus the most virtuous aspect about Say is not necessarily his technique per se, but his ability to create such fine nuances in the dynamic. In this respect, the inclusion of Debussy in the repertoire was an excellent choice and made for wonderful synergy between composer and performer. The first half of the programme culminated in a performance of Clair de Lune, which is such a masterful composition that it will arguably never lose its charm. 

While the second half was enjoyable, things took a decidedly more romantic turn. With compositions from Beethoven and Liszt, this romantic repertoire with its dramatic and grave tone, as the romantic, dramatic, tended to evade the clarity and delicacy of Say’s playing. Still, by all means, Say displayed formidable command of this repertoire and it was particularly nice to hear the programme end with a composition from the performer himself. For this piece Say took more liberties with the piano, playing with the strings, drawing out some percussive and arabesque melodies before getting a bit jazzy. Finally by the end, the audience could let out all the enthusiasm and appreciation they had been holding, and Say certainly revelled in his encores and his standing ovations. A fine start to the Piano symphonique series !



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