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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Music In Sweden!

As you all know, music is one of my most favorite things here on earth. It's pretty awesome. Most of you also know how much I love Sweden and my heritage (hence the awesome trip!). But I think few of you know that a few years ago, I nearly combined these two loves by going to grad-school in Sweden!

Yes, that's right. During my senior year, I started to apply for a masters in violin performance at the Royal Institute of Music in Stockholm. I was beginning to make travel arrangements for my audition when I discovered that I couldn't get the proper funding I needed for a student visa, since all the grants I would have applied for had ridiculously early deadlines that I had already missed. I was hopeful when I found a grant from the Swedish government specifically for international students who wanted to do graduate work in Sweden, so I contacted them. Of course, their grant only applied to institutions that taught
in English (of which there are many), but the conservatory classes are taught mostly in Swedish (a language I was studying at the time). I guess I wasn't international enough for them, or something. Anyway, without the necessary financial resources, I withdrew my application and went to IU instead, which ended up being a fantastic two years, but that's beside the point.

Of course,
once I finally made it to Sweden, I just HAD to visit what could have been my school! So while Dan was being a good student and attending class, I found my way to the Kungliga Musik Högskolan:This is the entrance to the main building (they had 5 altogether). I'll admit, I kind of expected the Royal Institute of Music to look a little more impressive, I dunno, like a castle or something, but I liked the atmosphere, nonetheless. Once inside, I found it had a relaxed but businesslike feel, and I suddenly had this overwhelming desire to practice...



As I was exploring, I followed the signs to the auditorium, not expecting to be able to get in, but was delighted to see that a rehearsal was going on, so I snuck* in to listen for a bit. They were playing Stravinsky's "L'Histoire Du Soldat," which has a killer violin part. They sounded pretty good, and that familiar urge to find a practice room continued to grow...
I couldn't get to said practice rooms, as they were in another building which you needed a key-code to enter (yes, I tried being the creeper who hangs around the door until someone else enters or exits, but it was a really slow day, and I was cold!). However, back in the main building I was surprised to find digital pianos lining a hallway of teaching studios:

It's hard to tell, but it pretty much alternates piano-bench-piano-bench, all the way down the hall. You can even see someone practicing (with headphones, of course)!


To conclude my visit, I spent a significant amount of time browsing through their bookstore, where I found an interesting Music History textbook (see the previous post), and almost bought the Music Theory text that they use. I stood there paging through it, reading the musical examples and deciphering the different terms and symbology, trying to convince myself that it was worth 300 Kronor (about $45). I didn't end up getting it, which was probably for the best, but I still totally want it!


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One of the many cool things about Stockholm is that music seems to be everywhere, including the subways! No, no, I'm not talking about street musicians or headphones that are too loud, I mean this subway station actually has music in it:


("Hiss" means elevator, in case you were wondering.)



I was pleased to discover that if you put all of the little snippets together, each wall had a complete tune:






Although, what "La Marseillaise" was doing in the Hötorget station is beyond me (actually, I have a theory, which has something to do with the royal family)...



I didn't have time to check the other side, since our train was arriving (they're disconcertingly prompt in Sweden!!!), but I'll give a special prize to someone who can tell me what this excerpt is:

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Hoo boy! Are you getting tired of seeing pictures of music yet??? I hope not, because the best is yet to come: On Tuesday, we visited the MUSIC MUSEUM (or, Musikmuseet, if you want to be authentic)! The museum was housed in a 300+ year-old building, which used to be an industrial bakery for the army base across the street (which is now the army museum across the street).














You may notice that it looks like we took these pictures late at night. Surprise! They were actually taken around 4:00pm, after it had been dark for a while (the official sunset time for that day was 3:05 pm. I thought these early sunsets were pretty neat, in a dark and cold sort of way).

But I digress! Back to the music! There was so much to see and do! A lot of it was interactive, with instruments that you could play and electronics to manipulate. I wish I could tell you about everything, but since this is already a ridiculously huge post, I'll just give you a few highlights.


The museum focused largely on folk instruments, and though it was primarily Swedish music, there were some really excellent exhibits representing many other countries from around the world.
Here we have a few favorite Scandinavian folk instruments:


1. The Hammer Dulcimer (this is Dan's dubious dulcimer debut, let's give him a hand!)












2. The Nyckelharpa, Sweden's national instrument:












3. The Hardanger Fiddle, made famous by the LOTR soundtrack:



The Hardanger fiddle was named for the Hardanger Fjord, which is where Norwegian (but really Scottish) composer Edvard Grieg spent his summers... Because I know you were wondering about that.


But enough with these pictures, what do they SOUND like??? Well, with Dan's help, and thanks to the magic of cell phones, I am proud to give to you this once-in-a-lifetime experience of seeing TWO of Sweden's national symbols combine for an unprecedented cultural sensation:

Ladies and Gentlemen, a Dallahäst playing the Nyckelharpa!

Before we leave the music museum, I have to show you what I personally thought was by far the coolest thing in there. It was a demonstration of the different types of action in a Clavichord (simple lever), Harpsichord (plucked), and piano (a more complex hammer/lever system).















You could play each of the keyboards and look through the glass top to see (and hear) how the different instruments work. I was so happy to finally get to explore and compare the various actions. I called this the "magic box" and told Dan I wanted one for Christmas...
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On Saturday, my last full day in Sweden, Dan took me to Skansen, an open-air historical museum. This place was one of the neatest things I saw in Sweden! Basically, they built a typical 18th-century town and countryside (most of the buildings are original, dating back two or three hundred years) and populated it with "historical interpreters in period costume." It runs all year, but this weekend was special because it was the opening of the annual Christmas market (a topic for another post, I think). I mention Skansen because, in addition to the organ grinder and the wandering accordion player,















There was also a group performing folk songs while people danced around the Christmas tree in the square (another yuletide tradition)! Most of the people who were dancing were either the historical re-enactors (watch for their cool costumes!), or parents with their small children, but it looked like so much fun that Dan and I had to join in! We danced for a few songs, and I think we both had a blast! We were surprised to recognize a number of the songs from recordings that we grew up hearing at home! I guess my family really is Swedish!

(Sorry for the sideways video! I have no idea how to rotate video 90 degrees! If anyone would like to enlighten me, that would be greatly appreciated!)


*Spell check is underlining "snuck," so I looked it up. Yes, the traditional past-tense of "sneak" is "sneaked," but the usage of the form "snuck," although at first confined to the American dialect, is generally regarded as an acceptable alternative (though in a formal setting, "sneaked" is still recommended).

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Books in Sweden!

Okay, I promised to tell you all about my wonderful adventures in Scandinavia! Well, here goes!
I thought I'd try to split some of these posts up into themes, rather than just give you a play-by-play of my time there. I will strive for some semblance of order, but I give no promises!

I thought that a decent place to start would be books (yeah, I'm a nerd). They had small bookstores with the delightful tag of "Pocket Shop" pretty much everywhere in the city, especially near train stations and large shopping districts. I would liken them to Walden Books here in the US, but they were unique in that they only carried paperback books, usually in a rather compact size, hence the name.

One of my missions while in Sweden was to find a copy of "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" in Swedish ("Harry Potter och de Vises Sten," for those of you keeping score at home), so this was a shop I made sure to visit. They did not have the book I was looking for (apparently it's only published in hardcover), but I did stumble across a few other best-sellers:




The first book in the Twilight saga, known here in the states as"Twilight," is called "If I Could Dream" in Swedish. I see this title and all I can think of is someone saying "Sorry girls, gorgeous, brilliant, filthy-rich, chivalrous, sparkling vampires only exist in your dreams!"Leave it to the Swedes to keep things reasonable.





The second book, "New Moon," literally translated is "When I Hear Your Voice."
My gorgeous, brilliant, chivalrous (but deep-in-student-debt and SO NOT SPARKLY, thank goodness) fiance Gordon helped me to tabulate a list of psychiatric ailments that likely plagued Bella Swan. Some highlights were Clinical Depression, Borderline Personality Disorder, and Auditory/Visual hallucinations, possibly caused by Schizophrenia. He came up with more, but I can't remember them just now...





The Swedish title for "Eclipse" grows even more obscure, translated as "The Light of Your Heart." I'm just not going to even try for this one.









And the final, most cryptic title of all: "Breaking Dawn" is "So Long We Both Breathe." This title confuses me to no end. First, I thought it was the Swedish equivalent to the phrase "as long as we both shall live," referring to the vampire wedding, but then I realized that in the twilight universe, vampires didn't need to breathe, so probably not. Then I thought that maybe it meant "So long! We can both breathe," meaning you can breathe easy now that everything's resolved. But honestly, the more I think about it, the weirder it gets, so I'm content to believe that the Swedish versions, like the American originals, make very little sense.


Here's another title that caught my eye:








"SWEDISH MAFFIA???" Dude. I didn't know they had one of those. But now that I do, I'm frightened. I'm curious to know if they utilize berzerkers like their viking predecessors...


On Tuesday of the week I was there, Dan (my brother, whom I was visiting) said we'd devote the day to doing whatever I wanted to do. That day we visited the Royal Library and the Music Museum (I think he may have regretted giving me so much control). The museum will have to wait for another time, as it doesn't fit the theme of this post, but the library looked like this:














I was a little disappointed to discover it was closed-stacks (you look up the resources you want and ask a librarian to retrieve them for you), but the reference section ended up being a good deal fun anyway (I think even Dan enjoyed himself!).




I mean, come on, there's a spiral staircase! In a library! In the reference section! How cool is that?!

Okay, moving on...





I was curious to see what kind of resources they had on music. We looked up the shelf numbers using the index, and I was rather disappointed with what I found:

I mean, seriously? That's it??? The National Library of Sweden and that's all you have???

Thankfully my brother was more interested in exploring, and happened to stumble across something more a few aisles down (apparently I'm not as adept at the Swedish cataloging method as I had hoped):







Aaaaaaah, that's better! An entire aisle devoted to music reference materials! My faith in Swedish librarians has been restored!





I was pleased to see that our dear beloved "THE NEW GROVE" encyclopedias are the standard in Scandinavia, as well.



Look familiar???
(Okay, Okay, I know MGG is German, but it was still fun to see materials that I recognized!!!
)

While we're on a familiar-looking-music-books kick, I thought I'd mention the interesting title I found on my visit to the KungligaMusikHögskolan (the Royal College of Music).*

This is the title they use for their Music History classes:

Yes, yes, that's right: they use the simplified version of our dear old "History of Western Music" (note the author's line: Based on J. Peter Burkholder, Palisca and Grout!). I guess I should cut them some slack, remembering that English is their second language and all (can you imagine studying for your classes in a foreign language?), but I'm having too much fun right now thinking about the Europeans using the dumbed-down version.


Okay, I've run out of book-related fun to pass on,** so I will leave you with this viking parable (found in a book, no less!):
"Wake early if you want another man's life or land..."
Yeah, the wolves and battle imagery is just a tad more brutal than birds catching worms, don't you think?


*Again, this is a story for another post!

**Oh yeah, I found Harry Potter in Swedish, by the way! It's everything I hoped it would be and more! ;)

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Tales from Sweden, the illustrated version???

Oh man, I can't wait to share the awesome adventures I'm having in Stockholm! I'm even taking notes to make sure I don't leave anything out. I'm also taking a lot of pictures so that you can see a little bit of the awesomeness that is Sweden! Of course, I can't really upload my pictures yet, since I don't have the set-up here to transfer photos. This means that if you want the illustrated version of my travels, you'll have to wait until I get home next week!
So what do you think? Is it worth waiting for pictures???

Monday, November 23, 2009

Nordic Adventures!!! (part 1)

For any of you who don't know, my brother is studying in Stockholm, Sweden this year. Being of Swedish heritage, I have always wanted to visit Sweden (I even took some Swedish language classes in undergrad), and this was my big chance! What better excuse than to visit my beloved little brother? So, at 4:25pm on Saturday, November 21, I boarded a plane to Stockholm!

It was a nonstop (8.5 hours) flight on SAS (Scandinavian Airlines System). I was at once dreading this flight (I don't do well when I have to sit still for long periods of time, I get stressed out and anxious--thanks, ADHD--and I have always had difficulty sleeping on planes), and also looking forward to it. You see, SAS has these cool touch-screens at every seat where you can watch movies or TV shows, listen to music or even play games! Also, there was going to be an in-flight meal, and I've never had one of those before. Now, I know that airline food is reputably terrible, but it wasn't the gourmet taste that I was looking forward to so much as the experience.

Anyway, I found my seat on the plane and started looking through the movies that would become available after takeoff. I was excited to see various new movies which I had not yet seen, including G.I Joe, Julie & Julia, Transformers 2, and many more older favorites. It was at this time that a young man who had been chatting with the people in the row in front of me asked me politely if I was alone and wouldn't mind switching seats with him so he could be closer to his friends. Being happy to oblige, I said yes, and moved several rows back. It wasn't until after takeoff that I noticed my fancy TV screen wasn't on. I glanced over to the lady on my left and saw that hers was on. However, the gentleman on my right was having the same problem, pushing the on/off button to no avail. Apparently the two people in front of us were having some trouble too, because they flagged down a flight-attendant, who assured us that once we had reached cruising altitude, ours would work again. About an hour into the flight, after we had hit 37,000 feet, our screens were still blank, and the attendant was summoned again. She looked puzzled, and said she would get someone. She came back with a technician, who said it might be trouble with the circuit, and walked off with a purpose. A few minutes later, an announcement came on over the intercom that simply stated "Ladies and Gentleman, in a moment, I will be flipping the circuit breaker, and we might experience some problems." Not the greatest announcement to make on an airplane... There were some concerned looks from many of the passengers! Fortunately, nothing happened. Unfortunately, nothing happened. Our screens were still blank, and remained so for the rest of the trip. Also, the problem was that our seats had no power, which meant that our reading lights were also non-functional, leaving us in the dark with nothing to watch for much of the trip. I was pretty bummed, especially since I wouldn't be having this trouble if I hadn't been nice enough to switch seats!

HOWEVER, I am also thankful that this happened, because I made a new friend! The gentleman sitting to my right was Swedish, and very considerately translated for me, since all of the exchanges about the TV and power and such were in Swedish. He gave me all the updates on what was going on. He even talked the stewardess into giving us extra treats to compenate (we got as many drinks as we wanted, and a handful of chocolates that everyone else had to pay for)This silly ordeal was enough to break the ice, and we got to chatting--something we probably would not have done if we had been staring mindlessly at a TV screen! We had a delightful conversation as he told me about his trip to Chicago, talking about all the stuff you can get in Chicago (apparently jeans are terribly expensive in Sweden), laughing about the terror of the glass ledge on the Sears Tower Skydeck, remarking on his first trip to the United States when he was in high school (he was an exchange student in Nebraska, of all places--He said the terrain was the least interesting he had ever come across, but it was one of the best years of his life!), and all manner of things. It turned out that he had graduated from the Royal Institute of Technology, where my brother was studying. In fact, he even had the same major! He told me all about Stockholm, what to see and do, and all in all it was great fun! He even gave me directions when it came time to navigate through Stockholm's airport.

But I haven't told you about the FOOD!!! It was good! I mean, it wasn't the greatest food I had ever tasted or anything, but I quite liked it. For dinner, we had roast chicken with peas, a small salad, dinner rolls and butter, brie and crackers, with a lemon bar and coffee for desert! hard to complain about that! Also, I was surprised to find that, about 90 minutes before we were to land, they gave us breakfast! I had orange juice, strawberry yogurt, and half a ham and cheese sandwich. I have to say, I was very happy with the food. And the whole flight, for that matter! SAS won me over, for sure!

Okay, one last flight detail to share, then I'm done! The flight attendants were all fluent in Swedish and English, and were pretty good at figuring out which language to speak to whom. But every time they got to me, they would address me in Swedish. For the most part I could bluff my way through using context cues (if they have a drink cart, ask for "kaffe!"), but occasionally, I would need help from my neighbor (especially when they were talking about the TV screens and such). When he would turn to me and translate, they would always apologize profusely, saying "Oh, I'm so sorry, I thought you were Swedish!" Needless to say, I was delighted.

The flight arrived on-time at 8:50 am (local time) Sunday morning, and I made it through customs and such with no problem. It was great to see my brother waiting for me beyond the gate, and we headed off for a full day of sight-seeing, which will have to wait for another time!!!