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Pacifica Tribune Review of Seth Montfort's November 18, 2005 Pacifica Performance
By Jean Bartlett
Arts Correspondent
Friday night pianist, composer, arranger Seth Montfort, also founder and
artistic director of The San Francisco Concerto Orchestra and International
Competitions for Musicians, sat down to the concert grand at Pacifica’s
Sanchez Concert Hall and let it rip. Admittedly that is not your typical
description of a serious solo piano performance. But then what is typical
about a man who can memorize over 100 works, and we’re talking complicated
works here, send them from memory to fingertips and then while he’s at it,
throw in a heap of astounding technique, showmanship and sensual grace to nearly
blow the roof from its rafters? There were rumors that other pianists were
going to make guest presentations on Friday night’s stage. They
didn’t. Nobody cared. Audience members were too busy shouting,
alright calmly demanding, their personal choices from the pianist’s long list
of “jukebox” selections.
First composer up –
The next composer chosen was the son of a slave and was born along the
Texas-Arkansas border. His ragtime opera “Treemonisha” published in
1911 was critically hailed but couldn’t find a producer; at least not till
1972, 55 years after the composer’s death. If you guessed Scott Joplin,
you’d be right, but give yourself a swift kick for missing this Montfort
performance of the “Maple Leaf Rag.” Montfort’s tremendous skill on
keyboard poured sass and smoke through an elaborate syncopated melody rhythm
accented by shadows and history.
English composer pianist Billy Mayerl (1902-1959), often called the
English “Gershwin” is still incredibly revered in
Chilling piano moves through plague and death chant, along the blazing
corridor of hell’s gates then up through the misty peace on the long road to
heaven. This piece called “Totentanz” or “Death Dance” was written
by Franz Liszt (1811-1886) and it was the next audience selection of the
evening. It is an exhaustive, feverish workout for any pianist and
threatens to cause spontaneous combustion around every corner. Inspired by
artist Hans Holbein’s woodcut portraying Death as a grinning skeleton, Liszt
apparently practiced this piece from dawn till dusk in his home apartment while
his neighbors pondered his sanity. Unbelievably brilliant presentation by
pianist Montfort who then took a break, as opposed to a sedative.
Set Two began with what Montfort labels “Gershwin’s Songbook
(transcribed by Gershwin).” Over the next eighteen minutes we heard
sterling snippets of: “The Man I Love;” “Swanee;” “Nobody But You;”
“I’ll Build A Stairway To Paradise;” “Do It Again;” “Fascinating
Rhythm;” “Oh, Lady Be Good;” “Somebody Loves Me;” “Sweet and Low
Down;” “Clap Yo’ Hands;” “Do Do Do;” “My One And Only;” “S
Wonderful;” “Strike Up The Band;” “I Got Rhythm;” “That Certain
Feeling;” “Liza;” and “Who Cares?” Montfort played American
genius with a skill driven by magical virtuosity that nearly took one’s breath
away.
A quick dip into a Montfort composition gave us “Jinglebows.”
This is a short witty navigation of a Christmas treasure gift wrapped in
astonishing skill. The next composer once remarked that his "only
desire (was) to write music in which nothing is missing and nothing is
superfluous." Barcelona born Frederic Mompou (1893-1987) was
represented by his composition “Cancion y Danza 6” and the audience in turn
found themselves stirring to a piano sweetheart rustle with matador footing,
senorita stomping and plenty of laughter dancing on keys. Montfort ended
his program with the last two movements of “Brazilian Cycle” by Villa-Lobos.
In Montfort’s hands this is a keyboard glide on a jungle chariot.
Soul igniting, jewel-studded piano by Seth Montfort. Zowie Tomatoes!
He really can play all that.
This coming Friday night, the 25th, Montfort shares the stage with Texan
Lisa Cheryl Thomas on piano, Native American flute and percussion. They
will be performing famous, historic, but infrequently performed Native American
inspired compositions. And don’t doubt for a minute the span of its
musical inspiration.