WICH; WEATHER FORECAST
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'WACHET AUF, RUFT UNS DIE STIMME'
(' Sleepers, wake, for night is flying ')
Relayed from THE GUILDHALL SCHOOL or MUSIC
ELSIE SUDDABY (Soprano)
TOM PURVIS (Tenor)
KEITH FATKNER (Bass) THE WIRELESS CHORUS
S. KNEALE KELLEY (Solo Violin)
JOHN FIELD (Oboe)"
LESLIE WOODGATE (Organ)
THE WIRELESS ORCHESTRA (Oboes,
Trumpet and Strings)
Conducted by PERCY PITT
(For the words of the Cantata see below.)
ONE of the few Bach Cantatas which we in this country can claim to know at all well, this is certainly among the finest of the 190 which we possess. It is based on a fine old hymn by Philipp Nicolai , with whose deeply reverent spirit Bach was in the sincerest sympathy. And the hymn was clearly one for which Bach had a special affection ; he uses it as the basis of one of his finest chorale preludes.
It deals with the parable of the Ten Virgins, the gospel for the 27th Sunday after Trinity —one which occurs only when Easter falls very early in the year.
Tne first chorus sets forth the idea of the awakening, with great animation and power. The coming of the Bridegroom, and the awakening, one after another, of the Virgins, is as fine an example of picturesque music as even the great Bach ever wrote. The idea of awaking dominates the first chorus, though the line which tells of the watchman on the tower is accompanied by a simple, almost dancelike, tune, with an effect of rustic simplicity, into which the cry of the watchman breaks with striking effect.
That second verse of the chorale comes be- tween two duets in which dialogues between the Saviour and a pleading soul are set forth very beautifully and solemnly, and the Cantata is rounded off by a splendidly dignified and simple form of the chorale itself.
A RUSSIAN by birth, and a brilliant student of Petrograd Conservatoire, where he won all the chief prizes, including a concert grand pianoforte, Leff Pouishnoff is one of those whom London has succeeded in holding prisoner for a good many years. Ho played first in this country at the Wigmore Hall in London at the beginning of 1921, and since then has been heard wherever good music is made in Britain. He is at home in almost every school and ago of pianoforte music, and is besides a composer of distinction, not merely for his own instrument, but for orchestra.
Three Dances "I _ ..
DORA LABBETTE (Soprano)
HEDDLE NASH (Tenor)
THE WIRELESS MILITARY BAND
Conducted by B. WALTON O'DONNELL
THE last of Puccini's operas, Turandot, was left unfinished at his death. It was completed by Alfano, an operatic composer himself, who is less well known in this country than in Italy, and the opera was triumphantly produced at Milan in 1926. Already, in Madam Butterfly, Puccini had made some use of ' local colour,' having gramophone records of Japanese music beside him while he composed it. For Turandot, he was even more anxious that something genuinely Chinese should be embodied in the score, and actual records of Chinese music made by native performers were furnished to him' Many of these melodies are actually incorporated in the score, and the music as a whole does have some genuinely Chinese atmosphere.
LIKE many another of the race to which music owes so much, Goldmark spent his early years in very humble circumstances, and had little chance of education, in music or in anything else, until his own talent and his own hard work brought it within his reach. Even after a measure of recognition and success had come to him he never lost the faculty of taking pains ; stern criticism of his own work went hand in hand always, with slow and careful labour.
Brandenburg Concerto, No. 3 Allegro ; Allegro molto - Bach, arr. Gerrard Williams
DORA LABBETTE Aubade (' Le Roi d'Ys') (' The King of Ys') - Lalo.
The Nightingale - Grieg
Klein Venevil - Delius
BAND Selection, ' 'Turandot' - Puccini, arr. Howgill
HEDDLE NASH Ah, Moon of my Delight (' In a Persian Garden - Liza Lehmann
BAND Gopak (Russian Dance) ('The Fair at Sorotchinsk') - Mussorgsky, arr. R. T. Chilton
Scherzo, Op. 45 - Goldmarkj arr. Guirne Creith
DORA LABBETTE The Watermill - Vaughan Williams
Come unto these yellow sands - Nicholls
Spring, the sweet Spring - Delius
BAND Six Waltzes (Second Selection), Op. 39 - Brahms, arr. Gerrard Williams
HEDDLE NASH Serenade - Tchaikovsky
BAND Ancient Airs and Dances Galliard; Rustic Dance ; ' Passo Mezzo and Mascarada - Transcribed by Respighi, arr. Howgill
'The Price of Peace'
THIS is the eve of Armistice Day, and thoughts turn naturally to the thousands of graves abroad that mark some spot' that is for ever England.' Sir Fabian Ware , who is Permanent Vice-Chairman of the Imperial War Graves Commission, will give an appropriate reminder of the significance of these graves in his talk tonight.
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PAUL OF TARSUS—XIII
Acts xxv, 1-27
From ST. MARTIN-IN-THE-FlELDS
8.0 Order of Service
Hymn, 'Jesus lives. Thy terrors now ' (Ancient and Modem, 140) Confession and Thanksgiving
Hymn, When I survey the wondrous Cross' (Ancient and Modern, 108)
Address, The Rev. H. L. JOHNSTON
Hymn, '0 valiant hearts, who to your glory came' (Songs of Praise,
Appeal on behalf of THE CHILDREN'S AID SOCIETY by the Chairman, the Rev. T. WELLARD , B.D.
THE Children's Aid Society is the branch of the Reformatory and Refuge Union which deals particularly with children. It was established in 1856 and has been instrumental in helping more than 90,000 boys and girls since then, apart from invalid children, for whom there is other provision. Any needy child, of whatever creed, age, or moans, is eligible for the help of the Society. Tonight's appeal is particularly for funds towards a much-needed additional Home for boys between ten and school-leaving age. For this Home, which is to be opened in December, £5,000 is needed, in addition to the normal annual expenditure of £12,000.
Donations should be sent to [address removed], and marked ' Wireless.'
WEATHER FORECAST, GENERAL NEWS BULLETIN ; LOCAL NEWS; (Daventry only) SHIPPING FORECAST
THE WIRELESS CHORUS
THE WIRELESS SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA
Conducted by STANFORD ROBINSON
'LORD, WHAT IS MAN ! '