Sir Peter Maxwell Davies

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A Dream of Snow

For unaccompanied children's choir

opus number: 212
completion date: 2000
duration: 10 minutes
movement titles: 1. Winter: An Island Boy
2. Lux Perpetua
3. A Calendar of Kings
4. Anne Bevan, Sculptor - Hills, Woolcraft, Stone
5. A Work for Poets
scoring: SSAA children's chorus
world premiere: 31 March 2001, The Maltings, Farnham, UK
Farnham Youth Choir, David Victor-Smith conductor
commissioner: Farnham Youth Choir
publisher: Chester Music
category: Work for young performers
text: George Mackay Brown from Following a Lark
press quotes:

The result was something unique in my festival experience...in its brief 10-minute span, Max has encompassed an extraordinary range of images and emotions...this will remain long in the memory'.

Farnham Herald

programme note: Short Note by Roderic Dunnett

This enchanting 12-minute cycle is typical of the subtle and delicate way Max approaches writing for children : straightforward, tender, affectionate, yet with just a hint of the complexity found in challenging 'adult' works like the cycle Westerlings. George Mackay Brown's poetry with its haiku-like short stanzas and pointilliste allusive imagery leaves you constantly intrigued : who is the boy 'lost on the hill till sundown', and why is time 'a bird with white wings?' Is this perhaps the poet himself playing a bit of holiday truant? 'Lux Perpetua' is a cheerful little scherzo in a syncopated 5/8 rhythm.

'A Calendar of Kings', with its almost spiritual accompanying vocalise, evokes the wise men themselves, 'woken by the dawn lark' and riding, it seems, not through dunes but hills in a northern evocation ('at solstice the chalice of the sun spilled over') of the Epiphany. 'Good, good' chant the young voices, like an impish mantra - yet the import of 'Anne Bevan, sculptor' is serious : shepherd, housewife, weaver, sculptor (perhaps even composer), makers and doers all, remind us that God, too, is a maker often pleased with his handiwork. The last poem, a gentle monody over lulling soft chords, could be the poet's own epitaph : 'Carve the runes / Then be content with silence.'
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