{"product_id":"mcdowall-seventy-degrees-below-zero-oup","title":"McDowall: Seventy degrees below zero","description":"\u003cul\u003e \u003cli\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eComposer\u003c\/strong\u003e: \u003ca href=\"\/zh\/collections\/cecilia-mcdowall\"\u003eCecilia McDowall (1951-)\u003c\/a\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e \u003cli\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eFormat\u003c\/strong\u003e: Full Score\u003c\/li\u003e \u003cli\u003e \u003cstrong class=\"original-instrumentation-title\"\u003eInstrumentation\u003c\/strong\u003e: \u003cspan class=\"original-instrumentation\"\u003eTenor, Chamber Orchestra\u003c\/span\u003e \u003c\/li\u003e \u003cli\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eWork\u003c\/strong\u003e: Seventy degrees below zero (2012)\u003c\/li\u003e \u003cli class=\"binding hidden\"\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eBinding\u003c\/strong\u003e: \u003c\/li\u003e \u003cli\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eWork Language\u003c\/strong\u003e: \u003cspan class=\"book-language\"\u003eEnglish\u003c\/span\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e \u003cli\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eISBN\u003c\/strong\u003e: \u003cspan class=\"book-barcode\"\u003e9780193387256\u003c\/span\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e \u003cli\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eSize\u003c\/strong\u003e: \u003cspan class=\"book-width\"\u003e8.9\u003c\/span\u003e x \u003cspan class=\"book-length\"\u003e12.8\u003c\/span\u003e inches\u003c\/li\u003e \u003cli class=\"book-pages\"\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003ePages\u003c\/strong\u003e: 100\u003c\/li\u003e \u003c\/ul\u003e \u003cdiv class=\"row\"\u003e \u003c\/div\u003e \u003c!-- split --\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"row\"\u003e \u003cdiv class=\"one-half columns\"\u003e \u003ch4\u003eDescription\u003c\/h4\u003e \u003cdiv class=\"feature_divider\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e \u003cp\u003eWords by Robert Falcon Scott and Seán Street\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e1: We Measure | 2: The Ice Tree | 3: To My Widow\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eSeventy degrees below zero\u003c\/em\u003e is a three movement work for chamber orchestra and tenor soloist. in the first movement, \u003cem\u003eWe measure\u003c\/em\u003e, Seán Street takes extracts from Scott's Journals to outline the journey to the Pole, and binds them into his own poem. The tenor begins by reading one of the entries from the Journals; ‘This, the third stage of our journey, is opening with good promise.' Horns and trumpets exchange calls, both near and far, which unfold into a pulsating string accompaniment, driving purposefully towards ‘the Pole'. Scientific instruments measure and document the data of exploration. After the bleak arrival at the Pole on 17 January the second half of the movement (the return journey) uses similar material to the opening section but this time measurement is of a different kind; ‘Nothing to measure now but Time'. The movement closes with the brass calling out across the vast icy plains.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ein the second movement the delicate imagery of Seán's poem, \u003cem\u003eThe Ice Tree\u003c\/em\u003e, casts a glacial light over the passage of time, as if looking backwards through the telescopic lens of the ice core. Slow and intense, with the bowed vibraphone bringing a chill to the orchestral texture, the wide intervallic opening of tenor line stretches out. Before writing this movement I watched some silent footage of Scott and his team hauling the sledge together across snow and ice. The bent figures, hunched against the polar air, suggested a falling, dragging motif which is first heard in We measure. This motif underlies all three movements, but is most pronounced in The Ice Tree; a symbolic struggle against the elements. The brass, in muted dialogue, take the opening tenor phrase to close the first section. in the central section Seán Street gives a subtle intimation of today's fragile ecological balance with the lines, ‘And Earth dissolves, the wilderness shrinks, breaks in acid seas, leaves fall,' a falling, fractured line, sung by the tenor soloist.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe final movement, \u003cem\u003eTo my widow\u003c\/em\u003e, opens with a gentle, folksy melody as Scott writes tenderly to his wife. The fluid, almost conversational tenor line gives way to something more urgent as the orchestra becomes the writing of the letter. The outburst ‘You must not imagine a great tragedy' is followed by a full orchestral falling down with the dragging motif stretching and dovetailing into a return of the lighter opening material. The following section brings a renewed poignancy and urgency with the words, ‘oh dear me, you must know that quite the worst aspect of this is the thought that I shall not see you again.' The work closes with the return of The Ice Tree tenor phrase (God bless you my own darling) taken up again by the brass, calling in increasingly muted tones over the ‘falling' motif in the strings which is pared away to reveal high solo pianissimo violins.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eCecilia McDowall © 2012\u003c\/p\u003e \u003c\/div\u003e \u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Oxford University Press","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42716003434575,"sku":"9780193387256","price":78.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0900\/1828\/files\/95b9e8f75b41072a17f99c88299ae342.jpg?v=1749442731","url":"https:\/\/www.ficksmusic.com\/zh\/products\/mcdowall-seventy-degrees-below-zero-oup","provider":"Ficks Music","version":"1.0","type":"link"}