Frank Corcoran

irish composer

FRANK CORCORAN-S MUSIC FOR BARTOK CELEBRATIONS, HUNGARIAN RADIO 2006

(Frank Corcoran’s QUASI UN BASSO for Solo Bass is performed on May 17 2006 in Magyar Radio/Radio Bartók’s Bela

Bartók Centenary Concert in Budapest)

Is cumadóir ceoil mé. I am an Irish composer. The pre-industrial, rural
Ireland of my childhood in the fifties was, in a way, not unlike the small,
agricultural Hungary of Bartók’s youth and maturity.
Dublin and Budapest were, for all their artistic
short-comings, vitally important cultural metropoles.

Small nations both, their surrounding
neighbours often seemed culturally omnivorous, omnipotent posing a real threat
that the identity and self-respect of both little emerging States would be
gobbled up
.
Bartók ploughed the lonely furrow. Bartók said “NO!” to cultural
tyranny. Bartók took his stance. Moral. Artistic. Not that he wanted to marry
folk- and art-music; you can’t. But as a folk-collector and as a 20th c.
composer, forging and finding his individual composer’s voice, he refused to
let lazy indifference stifle musical diversity or musical courage. Courage –
that’s it. He discovered the unknown, hidden jewels of folk-art. He
composed his own mighty musical structures. Behind both of these, yes, heroic
stances was Bartók’s refusal to give in.

My own little Ireland in my 20th c. has gone an in many ways similar path.
With very mixed results.
My Irish language dies daily a thousand deaths.
Ireland, too, had a Renaissance, an explosion of Irish traditional music which
however by its over-kill and over-exposure in the media is endangered.

As a composer in Ireland, an Irish composer, I had to plough my lonely
furrow.
In my native Tipperary I had to overcome a mightily hostile
indifference to the oldest layers of Irish singing and instrumental art.
In my own
youthful struggle to compose and construct tonal structures at once private
and public, the enemy number one was Dublin’s post-colonial
dependence on a second-rate, hand-me-down, London-based music-pedagogy.
Even
bits of Bartók were misused in our musical curricula, his work contextlessly, lovelessly paraded without any real understanding of where Bartók was coming from, yet shamelessly paraded as ‘‘our’’ apologia for contemporary music, as ‘‘our’’ bulwark against, say, the horrors of the Second Viennese School. And my little Ireland , politically a ‘‘free ’’Republic, had in its early days of liberation just not succeeded in providing
a climate of musical understanding and respect for musical creativity which would be
necessary to have, in its critical years, an Irish Bartók, Bartók na h –Éireann.

My ‘‘Quasi Un Basso’’ for solo bass is my diptych for, as Bartók uses it, a mighty orchestra in a solo instrument.
(I am thinking of those then so fresh, so shocking Bartók pizz.s from his basses in
the orchestral works like his ‘‘Divertimento’’ for String Orchestra, the
extraordinary long legato lines near the end of the ‘‘Music For String Orchestra, Percussion and Celesta’’ or the daring and brilliance of his orchestral imagination.)
Mine are two fragmented pictures from my vanished Ireland.

Art-music today faces the most viciously anti-art global market known to
man. We have no place where wares are bartered. But YOU CANNOT BARTER BARTÓK!
– Nor indeed any music of lasting value.
It is questionable whether the folk-musics of either Hungary or Ireland will survive the market’s kiss of
death. It is doubly questionable whether Hungarian and Irish composers will
survive our global village which today is swollen with the greatest ocean of
sonic rubbish known to man.
Have we composers a place to be heard?
Where’s the silence?
From which music is born and heard?

POST MIDNIGHT OILY MUSINGS NOW BEFORE DAWN SNEAKS UP THE GARDEN

Music is largely metaphor.

My music is a metaphor for what ?

I take my newest CHOIR FOR MY FUNERAL . Of course a great title. Ignore for a moment it and its text ( “Requiem aeternam dona ei , Domine . Amen ” ) and its dative singular and its echo of so much choral music of the past…

Hear it maybe like this : it begins ; it ascends; descent and dies.

Music is a metaphor . Sung music, the human breath, phrases and lines and harmonies and their rhythms. Sure, it also maps expressive states or jumps or emotional black-and-white or the divine spark or whatnot.
What about my new String Quartet ( for 2019 ) ? Or my Clarinet Quintet ( ditto ) ?
Blown and bowed.

Hmmm. Explore all this further. First get some sleep before those rosy fingers
….

A STARTLING NEW FRANK CORCORAN / RTE CD

RHAPSODIC CELLI – The Music Of Frank Corcoran

RTE Lyric fm

Martin Johnson, Cello – RTE National Symphony Orchestra , Gavin Maloney, conductor.

1-4. Cello Concerto 32.21

5. Rhapsodietta Joyceana 3.31

6. Rhapsodic Bowing for 8 Celli 8.42

7-15. Duetti Irlandesi for Cello and Piano 23.43

HIGH MUSICAL JINKS AT JULY 14 ORVIETO CORCORAN CONCERT

—–Original Message—–
From: Ufficio Promozione To: Fbcorcoran
Sent: Tue, Jul 10, 2018 10:33 am
Subject: Concerto di Dublino rassegna stampa

Buongiorno Maestro Corcoran,
ecco alcuni link della rassegna stampa del Concerto di Dublino:

http://www.orvietonews.it/cultura/2018/07/09/il-concerto-di-dublino-al-ridotto-del-mancinelli-e-al-piccolo-teatro-cavour-63270.html

Al Teatro Mancinelli va in scena “Il concerto di Dublino” col maestro Frank Corcoran

http://www.comune.orvieto.tr.it/notizie/al-mancinelli-il-concerto-di-dublino-del-maestro-f

Al teatro Mancinelli di Orvieto le note della musica classica irlandese e italiana

Un altro articolo lo trova in allegato.

Saluti

FRANK CORCORAN BORN IN BORRISOKANE. KILLAVALLA HOUSE I MOURN

I was born on Main Street, Borrisokane . 1954 our family moved out to Killavalla House.

Estate: Stoney (Co Tipperary) Killavalla House, Borrisokane . I see it in my mind’s eye and WEEP NOW ! !

Thomas Stoney from Yorkshire came to Ireland in the late 17th century and settled in county Tipperary. In 1745, his eldest son, George of Greyfort and Portland, married Eliza, daughter of Captain James Johnston of Ballynockane and sister of Captain Robert Johnston of Emell Castle. They had five sons, Andrew died without male heirs, Thomas of Arran Hill and Emell Castle, James J. of Oakley Park, Bigoe A. of Killavalla and George who had no children. The second son, Thomas Stoney and his wife Ruth Falkiner of Mount Falcon, had eight sons including George of Kyle Park, Richard of Portland and James Johnstone of Emell Castle.
In the mid 19th century most of the Stoney lands were in the barony of Lower Ormond, parishes of Borrisokane, Lorrha, Modreeny, Nenagh and Uskane. In the 1870s Johnston Stoney of Emill Castle owned 473 acres in King’s County (Offaly) and 104 acres in county Tipperary.
Other members of the Stoney family namely Sadlier Stoney of Ballycapple, Cloghjordan, owned 953 acres, Thomas Stoney of Kyle Park owned 1,029 acres, Thomas B. Stoney of Portland Park owned 2,778 acres and Thomas G. Stoney of Kingstown owned 221 acres, all in county Tipperary.
Members of this family were prominent in the scientific, engineering and academic fields in nineteenth century Ireland.

House Name / Description Townland Civil Parish PLU DED Barony County Map Ref image Killavalla (H4445)
Lewis records Killavalla as the seat of R. Johnston Stoney.

The Ordnance Survey Name Books refer to the house in this townland as “Honeywood House, the residence of Robert Johnstone Stoney, very commodious with convenient offices attached”. Stoney’s representatives held the property valued at £16+ from the representatives of Stephen Egan at the time of Griffith’s Valuation.
It later became the seat of the Saunders family.
This house no longer exists.
Killavalla Borrisokane Borrisokane Lower Ormond Tipperary

2016 FRANK CORCORAN AND SCHUBERT’S GREAT STRING QUINTET ON NDR

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Thema: Kleine Schule des musikalischen Hörens: Frank Corcoran hört das Streichquintett C-Dur von Franz Schubert
Das Werk gehört zu seinen letzten und gilt Kennern als Gipfel dessen, was in dieser Kunst überhaupt möglich ist. Generationen haben sich den Kopf darüber zerbrochen, wie Schubert zum Beispiel die magische Stimmung des Adagio-Satzes erzeugt hat.
Der irische Komponist Frank Corcoran versucht in der Kleinen Schule des musikalischen Hörens den Geheimnissen dieser Musik auf die Spur zu kommen, die einem unbegreiflichen Schaffensrausch auf dem Kranken- und schließlich Sterbebett entsprang.

Danach Frank Corcorans 4. Sinfonie aus dem Jahre 1996
( National Symphony Orchestra of Ireland, Cond, Colman Pearce )

FRANK CORCORAN CHORAL

THE MORNINGTON SINGERS

21: anniversary concert

23 June 2018 – Trinity College Chapel, Dublin
Orla Flanagan, conductor

2018 marks the 21st anniversary of Mornington Singers. We celebrated this milestone and our twenty-one year history with a concert featuring some of our favourite music from over the years, and were delighted to have a number of our former members join us in an encore.

William Byrd: Sing joyfully
Colin Mawby: Alleluia, Christus resurrexit
Rhona Clarke: Regina coeli
Frank Corcoran: Caoine
James MacMillan: The gallant weaver
Hubert Parry: There is an old belief
John Buckley: Jabberwocky
Seán Doherty: Under-Song
Selga Mence: Kale?js kala debes?s
Felix Mendelssohn: Richte mich, Gott
Jaakko Mäntyjärvi: Pseudo-yoik

Enduring Fictions: Celebrating The Long Gaze Back

5 April 2018 – Regent House, Trinity College Dublin
Orla Flanagan, conductor

The choir featured in an evening of readings and music from The Long Gaze Back, an anthology of short stories by 30 Irish women writers and the Dublin: One City One Book choice for 2018.

Frank Corcoran: Caoine
Seán Doherty: Under-Song
Éna Brennan: L’Étranger
Caitríona Ní Dhubhghaill: An raibh tú ar an gcarraig?

2016

Rhona Clarke (b. 1958): Regina coeli
Eoghan Desmond (b. 1989): Oh, most merciful!
Colin Mawby (b. 1936): Alleluia, Christus resurrexit
Ben Hanlon (b. 1952): World War I Letters (first performance)
Mark Armstrong (b. 1963): Dreaming
Seán Doherty (b. 1987): Under-Song
Éna Brennan (b. 1990): L’Étranger
John Buckley (b. 1951): To the Northeast (first performance)
Caitríona Ní Dhubhghaill (b. 1975): An raibh tú ar an gcarraig?
Frank Corcoran (b. 1944): Caoine

FRANK CORCORAN PREMIERES IN JULY 2018

14.7.2018 Teatro Mancinelli Orvieto FRANK CORCORAN ” Hot Dialogues ” for Viola and Pianoforte

Duo Pratoleva

and Christopher Corcoran ” Deep Blue Windows ” ”

15.7.2018 Piccolo Teatro Cavour Bolsena SAME PROGRAMME

Exciting new chamber works. New sound-visions . New compositional courage….

HUGH LANE GALLERY DUBLIN CORCORAN CONCERT 4. JUNE 2017

Pratoleva Trio HUGH LANE GALLERY DUBLIN

Programme

4th June 2017, 12noon

1. Frank Corcoran: “Duetti Irlandesi” for violoncello & pianoforte Irish Premiere
i) “Im Aonar seal”
ii) “A Mhairin De Barra”

2. Frank Corcoran: “Variazioni semplici” for Solo Viola

3. Frank Corcoran: “Rhapsodietta Joyceana” for Solo Cello

4. Interview with Evonne Fergusson (Director CMC) and Frank Corcoran

5. Frank Corcoran: “Duetti Irlandesi” for violoncello & pianoforte
iii) “Séan Ó Duibhir An Ghleanna”
iv) “Mo Roísín Dubh”

6. Frank Corcoran: “Trio” for viola, violoncello and pianoforte Irish Premiere

Total length c.45mins

Performers:

Fergal Caulfield: pianoforte
Adèle Johnson: viola
Martin Johnson: violoncello

2. 3. 1994 THE INDEPENDENT

MICHAEL DERVAN
Wednesday 2 March 1994 01:02
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The Independent Culture

Since 1991, which saw the demise of the Accents festival, Dublin has been without a showcase for the work of

contemporary composers. The extraordinary decision by the national broadcasting service, RTE, to include just one

work by a living Irish composer in the 1993 subscription series of the National Symphony Orchestra (NSO) provoked

such a public furore that a palliative of some sort was bound to be offered in due course. It materialised at the

end of February as a 10-day ‘celebration of new Irish music’ under the billing Music Now.

Sadly, the programming professed no theme or focus, and in the absence of work by the likes of Gerald Barry,

Frank Corcoran and Paul Hayes, the most discernible trend was towards conservatism.