I'm listening to music one morning, while going about my business, when I find myself stopping to focus.
A beautiful baritone voice sings slowly, and repetitively: There's a war going on somewhere out there -- and Andrei isn't here.
What? What on earth is this?
The baritone is joined by a full chorus, singing in close harmony. They start adding names, and adjectives. It's clearly a cumulative song, like the songs you sing at Christmas time (Twelve Days of Christmas; Must Be Santa), in kindergarten and primary grades (I Know an Old Lady), or around the campfire. They work as drinking songs, too.
This one has a real drinking song vibe.
. . .Anatole is hot
Marya is old-school
Sonya is good
Natasha is young
And Andrei isn't here!
Every now and then, the chorus explains: This is all in your programme. You are at the opera. You're gonna have to study up a little bit, if you want to follow the plot, 'cause it's a complicated Russian novel; everyone has nine different names, so look it up in your programme, we'd appreciate it; thanks a lot!
I tried reading The Brothers Kamarazov once, because I love the Parable of the Grand Inquisitor. It's true, I couldn't keep track of anyone. Every time they were addressed by someone different, their names changed.
The chorus breaks the cumulative bit to sing exuberantly: Chandeliers and cavier - the war can't touch us here! before resuming, in fully layered harmony: MINOOOOOR CHARACTERS!
Okay, what is this? I wonder, finally going to the computer screen. It's Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812, which, as it happens, I have heard of, because I've seen excerpts on television. I thought it was about some sort of astronomer.
The chorus is reaching the end of the number, which turns out to be the "Prologue", and they sing plaintively: What about Pierre? Rich, unhappily married Pierre?
Wait a minute. Is this War and Peace?
It is. A tiny bit of War and Peace. The part where Andrei wasn't there.
Before you get impressed that I recognised it - and if you're not impressed, please don't tell me - let me assure you that this is only because, when the pandemic was really getting underway, I decided to binge-watch the 2016 television version - which does try to cover the whole novel. I mainly remember the bit about Pierre being miserable.
Intrigued, I decided to continue listening, and frankly, the Prologue is the best part. (Rather like the fact that you can safely stop watching A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum after "Comedy Tonight".)
Although the final few minutes, with the comet, are wistful and lilting. Not a bad way to go out.
(The baritone is Josh Groban.)
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