Prague Spring roared to a spectacular finish with one of the most memorable programs in this yearʼs festival, capping a bold centenary celebration. Anywhere else in the world, the 100th anniversary of the founding of Czechoslovakia would be no more than a historical footnote. In Prague it provided the main theme for 20 concerts offering a rich tapestry of Czech and Slovak music and an impressive review of a world-class musical heritage.
Focusing primarily on works composed between 1918 and 2018, the programming ranged from familiar names like Pavel Haas and Bohuslav Martinů to lesser-known figures such as Alexander Moyzes and Miloslav Kabeláč, and included no fewer than seven newly commissioned works by Czech composers. The finale from the Slovak Philharmonic offered a bracing overview of the countryʼs three main regions – Bohemia, Moravia and Slovakia – with an astounding centerpiece, Eugen Suchoňʼs Psalm of the Carpathian Land.
Suchoň is considered the godfather of modern Slovak music, and his 1938 cantata for tenor, mixed choir and large orchestra has come to be regarded as a touchstone of national identity. In that sense it mirrored the traditional opening performance of Má vlast (My country), Smetanaʼs lyrical tribute to his Czech homeland. But that is where the comparisons end. If Smetanaʼs piece is a picturesque cruise down the Vltava, Suchoňʼs is a terrifying trek through the valley of the shadow of death, with plenty of evil to fear.
The text is taken from an eponymous poem by Czech author Jaroslav Zatloukal, which describes an oppressed people struggling to survive in a ravaged land beneath the Carpathian Mountains. A few lines give the flavor of both the language and the music: “wrapped in terrorʼs shawl / gnawed to the bone / flayed by the scourge of poverty.” Suchoň offers hopeful notes to open and close the piece, and occasional moments of respite, but his score is mostly cataclysmic, with thunder and lightning raging in the orchestra while the chorus blazes with primal laments. With some particularly inventive work in the low strings, the composer grabs listeners by the throat early on and never lets up, ratcheting up the intensity with every turn into another torment.