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The
Stolen Child (cycle)
Scott Robinson
SATB,
string trio
I. Cradle Song

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II. The Stolen Child

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III. Child of Our Time

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Program/Peformance notes:
The Wheatland
Chorale, a community choir based in Lancaster, PA, commissioned The
Stolen Child during the Gulf War. As questions began to arise about
exactly how “smart” American “smart bombs” were,
my thoughts were increasingly drawn to the plight of the women and children
of Baghdad. In the ancient tradition of commenting upon contemporary
issues by writing about related situations from different times and
places, I chose these three Irish poems, only one of which is explicitly
about war and its effect on children.
Yeats’ “Cradle Song” is a simple little lullaby, assuring
the child that God and the soaring planets are looking down at them
with delight. The poem is tinged with melancholy, as the mother acknowledges
that she will miss the child when it has journeyed into adulthood. I
chose a simple, rocking 6/4 rhythm, occasionally reorganized into 3/2
to keep it from becoming monotonous and to suggest that it will not
last.
The second movement, a setting of Yeats’ “The Stolen Child,”
is derived musically from three sources: a little French Impressionist-style
jig I wrote for my wife Allison, which seemed suggestive of faeries
and airy beings; a setting of the Irish ballad “Carrickfergus”
which I wrote before I knew that there already was one, and the traditional
Irish reel “Drowsey Maggie.” I chose the last for purely
musical reasons, because I like the way the tune’s opening lick
outlines a minor seventh; its appropriate title was pure serendipity,
all the more ironic because the tune itself is not in the least drowsy.
I saw the poem, which recounts the spiriting away of a young child by
the faeries, as a metaphor for the seductive powers exercised upon children’s
imaginations. Though the faeries promise to take the child away from
“a world more full of weeping than you can understand,”
they remove it at the same time from all familiar worldly comforts--the
kettle on the hob, the lowing of cattle on the hillside. How often have
the young been drawn away from homely things by the powerful, with their
abstract ideas and promises of better things to be. The metaphor applies,
I think, to all aspects of the military-industrial complex, whether
the surface message is “fight this war” or “buy this
video-game system.”
The third poem, contemporary Irish poet Eavon Boland’s moving
“Child of Our Time,” is also a cradle song--but this time,
the child is dead, a victim of war. The music begins with--and obsessively
returns to--a motif derived from the opening of the first cradle song,
and also refers more directly both to it and to the second movement
at various points. I like to build a lot of continuity into my pieces,
both because I believe it makes them more comprehensible, and because
material taken from one context--a contented little lullaby, for instance--and
placed later in a very different one--for example, a lament for a dead
child--increases exponentially in power, as objects left behind by departed
loved ones gain power and significance by their simultaneous existence
in the present and the past.
Scott Robinson |