MCG Boxing Day 2025 – RIP Ashes, Test cricket, et al?

December 31, 2025

In 2004, one of Australia’s greatest teams toured India. They had come primed to finish the unfinished business from 2001, when Steve Waugh’s equally great outfit (with much overlap in squad composition – Hayden, Gilchrist, Ponting, McGrath, Warne) pushed India all the way but were denied a series win thanks to the Kolkata miracle you already know all about and a less heralded but almost as thrilling decider in Chennai that India clinched in a tense chase.

This time, Australia would not be denied. They stunned India with a convincing win in Bengaluru. Alleged antipathy between the Vidharbha Cricket Association President (and later BCCI chief) Shashank Manohar and Indian captain Sourav Ganguly led to Australia being offered an unusually grassy pitch at Nagpur, a gift they accepted gleefully. With rain denying an India push for victory in Chennai on the last day, Australia had already won the series 2-0 coming into the fourth Test in Mumbai.

That is, it was a dead rubber just like MCG 2025. And just like England in this Ashes, India too were playing for pride in Mumbai. Ponting, having missed the matches Gilchrist captained in his absence, was back too for Mumbai.

India prepared a rank turner, a day 1 viper, for Australia. Unlike today when that is basically the standard Indian Test pitch, rank turners were rare in India at that time. Additionally, unlike Chennai or Delhi, the Mumbai (Wankhede) pitch has always offered a bit more bounce. So conjuring up a rank turner at Mumbai makes for a thoroughly unplayable pitch. Not surprisingly the ICC certified the pitch unfit, in meaningful terms a comparable rating to the one for MCG. Arguably, the 2004 Mumbai pitch was even worse in terms of making spin impossible to face – as evidenced by Michael Clarke’s 6 wicket haul in the third innings of the match.

Now, here is where the story changes. After Australia shot out India for a mere 104 on day 1, Australia made 203 in their own first innings. This was followed by India somehow managing 205 in an innings mostly played on day 3 (when the pitch was worse than on day 1). Laxman and Tendulkar managed half centuries in these difficult conditions while handy 20s from Dravid and Kaif helped India along to a total that gave its spin trio – Kumble, Harbhajan and Kartik – something to defend. And defend they did! Chasing 107, Australia got bowled out for 93.

Why this lengthy prelude about a Test played more than 20 years ago? Because it shows what was obtainable even on similarly difficult pitches back when batsmen were habituated to long format batting. Or, red ball cricket as it is called now. That the teams were together able to put up more runs and bat out more overs, more time, than in MCG 2025 in spite of India having two great spinners and a very good third wheel in these conditions and in spite of Australia boasting McGrath, Gillespie and Kasprowicz in its seam attack (Gillespie got four wickets in the first innings of the match). This, to refute the contention being peddled that yesteryear blocking was actually ineffective compared to today’s swinging out with abandon.

There have been a slew of changes since 2004, not all related to the impact of Twenty20. One under-discussed impact is that of DRS – it has taken the strategy of padding up to the spinner with a huge forward stride out of the batsman’s playbook. When the batsman is forced to play every ball that has a slight chance of veering toward the stumps (to thwart LBW), it does make them more vulnerable than Tendulkar or Dravid may have been in the pre-DRS environment.

But most of the changes accrue due to the impact of T20. And perhaps, it has not been so starkly evident all this time only because we had a ‘residual stock’ of players honed on red ball cricket in a pre-T20 age.

Here’s an exhibit in favour of this argument. In India’s tour of Australia in 2020-21, India faced a steep chase in the final innings of the fourth Test in Sydney. With wickets falling, Hanuma Vihari and R Ashwin shut shop. Between them, they batted out nearly 300 balls (aka 50 overs, or the average Bazball innings length!). Being too worn out to attempt a chase and not wanting to get dismissed and expose the tail, they simply blocked and blocked until they had secured a draw.

What is common between Vihari and Ashwin? They had both honed their skills in an pre-T20 era. Vihari perhaps less so, being born in 1993, but he too would have been 15 by the time the first edition of the IPL had been played. That is, players weren’t yet being coached primarily to excel in the T20 format. Other key batsmen for India in the 2020-21 series include Pujara and Rahane who too had been groomed in red ball cricket and for a future that did not include T20. This is also borne out by India’s struggles with the gradual departures of such batsmen from the team. Gambhir filling up the batting line up with batting/bowling all rounders instead of specialist batsmen points to the paucity of existing international batsmen who fit the needs of Test cricket and the related need to look at Ranji talents (something that selectors everywhere have become curiously reluctant to do, with respect to their respective domestic circuits).

It does appear that the more batsmen of a pre-T20 age leave the game, the more Test batting struggles…to resemble itself. You may point to Rishabh Pant who contributed vitally to the 2020-21 win but there have always been maverick batsmen in the long game. India had K Srikkanth before even ODIs became the primary format. Sehwag in the 00s. Tendulkar himself could (and often did in the 90s) step on the gas and improvise.

But shutting shop, seen by the McCullum-Stokes firm as fundamentally a bad idea, has been an indispensable dimension of Test batting and indeed of Test cricket. As I have been absorbed in symphony-world for most of this year, let me draw an analogy here. If a Test match is a symphony (and its four innings format does resemble the four movement spread of a symphony), its shut shop phase is the slow movement, the Adagio/Andante/Largo. The shut shop phase is when nothing appears, in the eyes of the unversed, to be happening and yet a lot is happening. The more batsmen stonewall, the more they delay (and eventually deny) their opponents’push for victory. And in the context of a multi-match series, the one innings where one team’s attempt to bowl out the other was thwarted, not through swashbuckling ball striking but through obdurate defence, can make all the difference. As it did in the India-Australia 2020-21 series. By drawing in the Sydney Test, India ensured the match score would remain 1-1 going into the decider. Thus, even a draw (again) at Brisbane would allow them to retain the Border-Gavaskar trophy. Whereas Australia had no choice but to win to wrest back the trophy. Had India lost in Sydney, Australia could conversely pocket a series win with just a draw and even a loss would have kept honours even. Trophy retained but a second series win for India in Australia denied. This was all the significance built into Vihari and Ashwin’s last day resistance in Sydney.

This is but one of many, many examples of stonewalling in the annals of Test cricket (on similar but more consequential lines, Laxman-Dravid first shut shop in Kolkata 2001 and then, as they wore down the storied Aussie bowling attack with their indomitable resistance, began to break gradually into a gallop), but this is one of the more recent of the ones that have been consequential. Not to romanticize stonewalling – in an earlier time, it also often made for boring cricket when batsmen eschewed taking the initiative either because they weren’t in good nick or because they were simply risk-averse.

For a while, for about a decade or so, Twenty20 actually revitalized the Test format by bringing in welcome aggression and making teams less intent on seeking the safety of a draw and becominh more willing to attempt thrilling chases they would have bailed out of in the past. This was when the swashbucklers shared the stage with the blockers. And when some batsmen still remained who had all the gears. They are still not all gone. Heaven knows Joe Root has it in him if only the Bazball noise wouldn’t muddle his thinking as much as it seems to have. Stokes has shown he can crawl all day in first gear.

But by and by, it does appear that what a pitch like this year’s MCG pitch asks of the batsmen is something they may be simply no longer be equipped to handle, at least in the old sense associated with Test cricket. They handle it by going all out, by running into the danger, so to speak, because they are not trained to bat out all day and even if they are, are completely out of practice.

You can hardly blame them. White ball cricket dominates the game. T20 offers a lucrative plan-B to batsmen for when they are not chosen to play for the international team. A far more lucrative plan-B than playing domestic cricket. It is no surprise that batsmen focus their efforts on mastering the shorter formats. Tests are still attractive to advertisers because they are spread out over a maximum of 5 days and, in some cases like Australia, coincide with the holiday season in that nation.

But at MCG, even the prospect of filling up 90,000 seats on days 3 and 4 was thwarted by both teams between them failing to take the match beyond the 2nd day.

When all four innings are finished within two days, is it a Test match or just two ODI matches stuck together on back to back days? Hard to tell, especially when the batting isn’t particularly different. Mine isn’t really an outlier view. Greg Chappell exhorted batsmen to fight to honour the format that had made them who they are (current players would probably disagree about Test cricket making them who they are). Geoff Lemon wrote a version of this too. Barney Ronay in his appearance on The Grade Cricketer podcast came closest to articulating what’s gnawing at me – that this appears to herald the withering away of what is like an art form.

And that’s the rub. And it’s not like, unlike Ronay, I have to try very hard to like T20. I do watch T20 internationals, mostly only during World Cups (but that’s because of the sheer clutter of T20is and not because I find the format distasteful). But it offers a completely different product from Test cricket and it cannot match the capacity of Test cricket to offer multiple swings in momentum, twists in the tale in other words, simply because it doesn’t last long enough to.

In a rapidly commoditizing world, Test cricket has offered a window into an alternative universe where things take their time and where, upon your being willing to delay gratification, you may obtain untold delights not found in other forms of cricket and even in many sports generally. Will it continue to do so, though?

PS: An argument may be made by comparing the amount of runs scored in the MCG 2025 Test (572) with the Mumbai 2024 one (605) and the number of days (less than 2 full days for MCG v/s 2.5 for Mumbai) to say they are not materially different. To that, I would say that firstly 33 runs is a lot in such conditions. It’s almost equal to the first innings lead of 42 earned by Australia in MCG. Secondly, with spinners dominating in Mumbai, they bowled many more overs in much less time. So a lot more cricket was played in only nearly two sessions more of cricket – 202 overs v/s 141 overs. Again, 60 overs – which is roughly equal to the number of overs Eng faced in both innings put together in MCG!

Ashes Drubbing surely the final nail in the coffin for the Bazball cult?

December 22, 2025

Cults in general are dangerous. But there is one thing that makes sporting cults a bit less dangerous – the collision with reality becomes unavoidable. You can invent ‘narratives’ around abstract things like art or politics to defend the cult you’re part of but with sport, the results don’t lie. Of course, Monica Seles would disagree about insane cultists not being dangerous but in a team sport, which is what cricket is, there is insurance against that.

That is, unless Bazball cultists now go crazy and decide to stab Travis Head in the back (and Australia flying in more than suitable replacements as if expecting their players to be indisposed should give pause even to such thoughts), the spell must surely be broken.

There are exceptions. A known Indian Bazball cultist who won’t let you use his Facebook Wall to even laugh-react to his lengthy defences of Bazball, let alone write to express your disagreement, is probably going to hold steadfastly to his beliefs. Again, in his case, Bazball probably becomes abstract enough to resemble an aesthetic pursuit like art. Or, perhaps, an intellectual one.

For a certain stripe of analyst, the thrill of not only being right but being ahead of the curve in calling Bazball a revolution was intoxicating and addictive. And so, they jumped to hail it an unqualified success without a large enough dataset to be able to reach that conclusion. This video highlights the perils of that by making an analogy to the Red Queen effect – the early success of Bazball didn’t yet give other teams an opportunity to size up the threat and evolve their response. There are examples galore of this in tennis – Eugenie Bouchard was on fire from the beginning of 2014 till the Wimbledon final, Raducanu for, er, all of one slam tournament. The time interval until players worked out how to play them, basically.

England’s results have borne this out for quite some time.

In 2022, they, sensationally, won 9 of 10 matches starting with the home series against New Zealand. Impressively, though, this streak included a 3-0 sweep of Pakistan away.

In 2023, they played 8 matches, drew 1 and won 4. Less impressive but given where they were in 2021 and early-22, they would have gladly taken a 50% strike rate.

Cut to 2024. Of 17 Tests, they won 9. Sounds impressive until you consider it includes home series against West Indies and Sri Lanka. Take those away and you get 4 out of 11. They got drubbed 4-1 by India in India. But they also lost away to Pakistan, in a rather swift reversal of their 2022 triumph.

This year, to date, they have won 3 of 9. Remove the fixture against Zimbabwe and it’s an abysmal 2 of 8.

It’s taken a few years but they are almost getting as mediocre as they were under Joe Root before they adopted Bazball.

One source of annoyance at Bazball for neutrals was simply the very English tendency to claim anything done for the first time in England = first time in the world. The great Clive Lloyd/Vivian Richards-led West Indies teams as always the Steve Waugh/Ricky Ponting-led Australian teams had always prioritized positive and aggressive batting. In fact, Vivian Richards and Adam Gilchrist hit their fastest Test centuries against England! So did Travis Head, hehe! But also, look who they could turn to in their bowling line up. The legendary pace quartet for the West Indies, the invincible McGrath-Warne firm with a formidable third wheel in Gillespie for the Aussies. I don’t think Bazball fans were deluded enough to believe Joffra Archer, Brydon Carse and Mark Wood (to say nothing of Atkinson) were a match for these titans. They simply assumed what works in T20 or ODIs would also work in Tests and forgot the importance of taking 20 wickets (which is literally how you win a Test match!). For a rough analogy, the most successful Indian Test team, the one that won two series in Australia, wasn’t the one that boasted the Fab Four in its batting line up. It was the one which had both Bumrah and Shami in its bowling, with able support from Ishant Sharma and Umesh Yadav, among others (and Ashwin, when he got to play!).

The other argument Bazball fans loved to make gets to the heart of the debate – that England under Bazball boasted a run rate even higher than those great West Indies and Aus sides. Yes, fair enough, but…higher run rates, again, don’t win you Test matches by themselves. Pointing to run rate simultaneously highlights an important pre-requisite for Bazball to work as well as its fundamental weakness or limitation.

For one, in order to pursue this ultra-aggressive approach to batting, England needed flat pitches. On cue, the once green pitches of England became extremely batsman-friendly. This was perhaps also an insight they gained from the torrid 2021 series against India, one they were on course to losing until a stupid, stupid, stupid covid violation by Ravi Shastri and some of the players compelled a postponement of the last match of the series with India leading it. On green pitches, English batsmen could not handle the Indian pace attack. But on a flat pitch, they could blunt the effectiveness of the Indian attack and set it up for Bazball to lead a last day charge (that is exactly how they won the one off Test against India in 2022, chasing a whopping 378 with ridiculous ease).

In that match, Johnny Bairstow was the chief architect of the win. He had also led the last day charge against New Zealand in the home series concluded just prior. Bairstow is no longer in the side. Nor are Anderson and Broad. It was one thing for veterans to experiment and express themselves without inhibition and another to think relatively young players like Pope or Brook could get away with such a carefree approach – indeed, without it turning cavalier as it often seems to with Brook.

But the other problem is indeed that even if you had Bairstow, you would still need the comfort of flat conditions, preferably the familiarity of home conditions, to make Bazball work. Bairstow was part of the team that toured India in 2024. On a docile Vishakapatnam pitch where India scored over 400 twice, Bairstow made 4 runs both innings put together! Overall, he came a cropper in the series, getting some starts but never able to go on to get a big one.

In essence, the Bazball philosophy of batting was going up against the very heart of what makes Test cricket so special. One size fits all rules don’t work in Test cricket because 90 overs a day over 5 days in varied conditions with a variety of bowling styles makes it too complex for that. What works on the lush greens of England wouldn’t in the dry dustbowls of India. The relatively smaller grounds of England make hitting on the up less risky than in Australia. The bounce on offer in Australian pitches makes front foot prods behind the wicket – aka Root’s favourite shot – risky as here, they carry to the slip cordon. On the other hand, the bounce can often take bowled and LBW out of the equation so that a batsman can play later off the backfoot.

With such fundamental adjustments being necessitated by changes in conditions, simply slogging indiscriminately over cow corner or even reverse sweeping, going for switch hits, is high risk. For not much reward, not in Australia. Again, those cute improvisations don’t get very far beyond the 30-yard circle in Australia.

The most egregious example of this disregard for Test conditions was Brook’s dismissal to Lyon. Brook attempted a, wait for it, reverse sweep off an off-break from Lyon (and Lyon doesn’t have a doosra anyway!). At 6:00 in this video:

People have got so desensitized to Bazball liberties that I am having to break down why this is poor. OK, I get the argument that for modern players, a reverse sweep is probably safer than a forward defensive. It’s tough to play Test matches that way (!), but let’s accept that for argument’s sake. Even so, a regular sweep would be safer than both against an off-break because it would be with the turn and because Brook wouldn’t then be leaving the gate wide open. So, if he was adamant to hit against the turn come what may, he could have still just chosen to step up to the pitch of the ball and drive it over covers. Yes, yes, I hear you – you’re saying batsmen do hit reverse sweeps off off-spinners in T20. Yes, and that’s white ball cricket on pitches tailor-made for batsmen, for 200-plus scores in 20 overs. This was a Day 4 Adelaide pitch that offered some, though not a lot of, turn for Lyon and he was simply too experienced to not utilize it.

In summary, the philosophy of Bazball has revolved around the assumption that indiscretion is the new discretion when it comes to batting in Test cricket. If that sounds rather petulant, it is. The moment its advocates rush to clarify that Bazball does need calibrations and cannot be one size fits all, they run into a fundamental problem – if it needs calibrations, that’s just Test batting. That’s not Bazball. As in, it’s not all that revolutionary.

This is important because, bizarrely, the English team together with their coach too got caught up in this ideological argument and prized ideological purity over results. I shall brook no denials of this – Stokes asking whether the crowd had been entertained or suggesting that Australia choosing to bat for a draw in the 2024 home (England) series was a win for them are evidence enough that their thinking about this wasn’t too straight.

There was value in inspiring 2022’s despondent English side to play positively and fearlessly and, at least for a time, throw caution to the wind. But this could only have been a building block, a stepping stone to creating a winning machine. It could not become a cult that the team itself would feel compelled to defend and yet that’s what it became. Abetted and enabled by former cricketers-turned-commentators and even English cricket fans. And of course, neutral-intellectuals trying too hard to show off their Gen X cooleth.

But unlike aforesaid neutral-intellectuals, Bazball wasn’t just an aesthetic for English cricket fans. Ultimately, winning was important. The English side dodged bullets in managing to draw series against Australia and India at home. The Urn stayed in Australia but that was ok – the side could point to the impending 2025-26 campaign that would be the capstone of Bazball’s legacy, the culmination where their commitment to Bazball would be vindicated. Thanks also to highly typical English arrogance (where they pretend only The Ashes and nothing but The Ashes matters – a mistake their Aussie rivals don’t make!), the drubbing in India didn’t hurt, didn’t provoke introspection that it should have. They dismissed that loss as well as the one in Pak. It was all about The Ashes.

All that, until 3-0 happened. In all of 11 days at that, with the 3rd Test in Adelaide being the first of the series to go into a fifth day.

For English fans, this loss appears to have felt familiar (after all, England have not won a Test in Australia post their 2010-11 series win!) and yet stung as a betrayal. All the talk of Bazball wasn’t supposed to amount to…just another meek surrender to Australia. The players too jumped ship before the neutral-intellectuals could. It started with Stokes declaring Australia was no country for weak men and exhorting the team to fight. And while the ghosts of Bazball wouldn’t be so easily banished, as Brook and Smith’s dismissals bear witness, it was clear in Adelaide that the batsmen were finally batting to save their wicket and not to save the Bazball God they had been in thrall of for so long.

So that’s it folks! Bazball is all but over. There may yet be some deadcat bounce left but overall, it’s taken but yet another Ashes drubbing down under to move Bazball from revolution to cautionary tale. Perhaps, that would be a case of the pendulum swinging too far but then, Smith attempting a fifth four in the over off Starc was one swing too many too!

Conductor magic – my favourite versions of some great symphonies

December 21, 2025

In my article on Mendelssohn’s symphonies 3 and 4, I touched upon the impact a conductor’s interpretation can have. Well, it’s either mainly the conductor, if a dominating one, or a collaboration of the conductor and the orchestra.

However, it may be, it’s a curious thing. In general, we are talking about world class musicians, the best in the world, when we’re referring to the top classical orchestras. And the conductors working with these orchestras are, in turn, among the most sought after in the world. That is, the version really shouldn’t matter. But it does, at least if you start to care beyond a point about the nuances.

What I am saying is if I did get to attend a performance by some such renowned orchestra, it’s very unlikely that I wouldn’t enjoy it. In fact, I watched Beethoven’s Symphony 9 performed by the Symphony Orchestra of India and absolutely enjoyed it. Granted that was many years ago when I was much less nitpicky but even so, I don’t think live in the flesh, it would matter.

But when it’s a recording – there are good recordings, there are great recordings and then there are the ones that seem to have been made just for you. At least that’s my admittedly ignorant take on it. I did learn to read musical notation and while it’s been a very long time since I attempted to read and would therefore need to jog my memory, I could do it again. But that’s basically not how I listen to music. So I am not approaching these great compositions from an educated perspective but from an instinctive and emotional one. So I could be completely wrong in getting that attached to specific recordings of these compositions. But hey ho, that’s how I roll and I am enjoying it! Yes, I do have favourite versions of great symphonies, versions I love so much I find it difficult to be able to listen to other versions, for all that they are well nigh unimpeachable in their own right.

So here goes.

I first heard Tchaikovsky’s Manfred Symphony through Vladimir Jurowski’s recording of it with the London Symphony Orchestra:

The video of him conducting the same orchestra for the 2012 Proms is pretty much just as good. With his long haired intensity, he almost evokes what a Romantic era artist would have looked like! The loud climax at approximately the 6 minute mark is gloriously excessive! No vibrato-less bland performances of mid and late 19th century symphonies for me please!

However, I did not like his take on Tchaikovsky’s Sixth Symphony nearly as much as Ferenc Fricsay’s:

Now both of these recordings are frequently mentioned by classical music fans as among the best ones of the respective compositions.

But Georg Solti’s take on Tchaikovsky’s Fourth is not necessarily that high up the pecking order. But…I like it! I like how at approximately 17 minutes, he first takes the strings slow, builds up the tempo and then goes much faster on the second iteration.

With Brahms, my choices are more conventional.

Klemperer for the Third:

Carlos Kleiber for the Fourth. The 70s recording with the Vienna Philharmonic is the one highly recommended but this 90s live video with the Bavarian State Orchestra is also superb:

I would venture to suggest that I have found Tchaikovsky and Brahms’ symphonies a little more ‘conductor sensitive’ for different reasons. With Brahms because you need the conductor and the orchestra to together find the flow behind the math. It isn’t supposed to sound mechanical and wooden IMO. There are performances of Brahms’ Fourth that come across that way to me but not Kleiber’s – he coaxes out the tragedy and the drama deeply embedded in the composition. With Tchaikovsky, I like conductors who give full vent to the glorious pomp but also the menace and the madness in his music. The ‘jump scare’ at approx. 11:24 in the Sixth Symphony performance above – it really is meant to be a jump scare. Performances that take it politely and smooth it out don’t work – for me. That moment has to startle, should make you spill your cup of tea the first time you’re listening to it!

One conductor who was likewise unrelenting in bringing out the full madness of Mahler was, of course, Leonard Bernstein and I love his take on the Mahler Sixth.

With the Beethoven symphonies, though, the exact conductor-orchestra combination may not matter so much. What may is whether the interpretation follows what is called Historically Informed Performance (HIP). I am not going to open that can of worms. Instead, I am going to put up one such along with one in the pre/non-HIP approach and let you choose your preference.

HIP:

Non HIP:

My own favourite is the highly recommended Fricsay version:

Herbert Von Karajan’s take on this most glorious of symphonies is supposed to be the last word, but isn’t the one I return to.

And what of Bruckner, you ask? Well…lash out at my self-confessed ignorance to your heart’s content when I say this, but I am not too sure yet what to make of his symphonies as they have, to my ears, all the elegance of an elephant trying to dance. I am sorry! Lord knows I have tried. And I am not saying I won’t give it another go maybe a year later. But for now, I give up.

But…I did study the subject, so to speak, enough to be able to say that Jochum’s recordings are highly recommended.

So…what did you make of it, dear reader? Do you already like any of these? Did you end up enjoying any after discovering them through this article? And what are your favourite versions, if different ones, of these symphonies? Pl do share!

Mendelssohn – A tale of two symphonies

December 4, 2025

Of the five symphonies Felix Mendelssohn composed, two were based on a region each – Symphony no.3 popularly called the Scottish and Symphony no.4 called the Italian. While Mendelssohn did refer to no.4 as the Italian in his writings about it, he did not designate no.3 as Scottish. However, the regional trappings of both symphonies are very evident and so the names have stuck.

It was through the Scottish that I entered Mendelssohn-world. Like with most of the initial lot of symphonies I heard (except the Mahlers or the Tchaikovsky 6th), I was introduced to this one too through a performance by the Frankfurt Radio Orchestra conducted by Andres Orozco Estrada:

I moved on from it and currently prefer the version conducted by Peter Maag:

Solti’s take on it is splendid too but Maag handles the Adagio with greater care IMO and also marries the climax with the rest of the fourth movement better than in other versions I have heard:

The reason I am mentioning this is to bring out how different conductors can indeed evoke different shades in the same composition. If you believed the conductor doesn’t have a whole lot to do, you have likely not heard recordings by the ones (particularly of 80s and prior) who were able to bend an orchestra to their will. The Frankfurt Orchestra recordings have utility – their relatively ‘plain’ performances let you appreciate the composition as it is or would be without a strong interpretation of it. And you can then check out the older maestros like Solti, Maag or Bernstein to get an idea of how a strong willed conductor can fashion an interpretation and leave their imprint on the composition.

However, to get an even better appreciation of just what all Mendelssohn achieved with the Scottish, I had to listen to the Italian. I am sorry that it sounds like a left handed compliment to the Italian. But it really does shine a light on the Scottish, by not doing many of the things the latter composition does.

The Italian begins at a gallop. There’s no setting the scene. The curtains go up and voila! You’re in a sunny bright Italian summer. The fourth movement is likewise a super-fast affair. It’s almost too much so. It gets hard to really take in the music at that pace, as enjoyable as the tempo is. The middle, slow movements fare better. Mendelssohn’s legendary mastery of melody comes through in both these movements.

However, the slow movements too develop very quickly. You can feel yourself as being in an Italian world but what is your story in this Italian world going to be? That is harder to glean from this music that is decidedly more Classical than Romantic. Mind you, the Italian was first published in 1833, a full 9 years after Beethoven’s Ninth. It feels and is smaller than even Beethoven’s Fifth, let alone the Ninth. Why, it’s barely as long as Mozart’s 41st.

Yes, if you would like to get acquainted to Mendelssohn the traditionalist who believed music didn’t need to progress from Mozart or Beethoven and instead their approach ought to be preserved, the Italian is a great place to start.

Which is why the Scottish surprises you in contrast to the Italian. For here, Mendelssohn is unmistakably Romantic in all the ways he isn’t in the Italian.

Right from the aching, contemplative adagio that leads into the allegro in the first movement. Here, Mendelssohn takes the time to set the scene. You are now not just seeing Scotland, you are feeling what he thought Scotland was when he visited it. You experience Scotland as an emotion and not a picture postcard.

The adagio smoothly leads into a beautiful first subject (of the allegro) which then gives way to an even more gorgeous second subject. The development is so fluent you will wonder where 11 minutes passed by as the coda bows out.

Only to be immediately roused back into fifth gear by the super-fun Scherzo, evoking a steam loco-hauled train. This one is, appropriately, the shortest of the movements.

For it has to give way to the Adagio of the third movement. The one with that funeral horn march that, more than anything else in an already Scotland-drenched symphony, very strongly evokes Scotland. Here too, Mendelssohn takes the time to set the scene and the development is likewise splendid. This is music that keeps moving forward all the time even while lingering long enough to register and to haunt you.

The fourth is a battle royale which has a false climax (or rather an anti-climax – the music peters out) that is not triumphant. Which then gives way to a triumphant coda. 20th conductors were not completely convinced by the coda and some sought to remove it altogether (Otto Klemperer removed it and wrote an ending of his own instead). But this is not done in any of the three performances I have put up in the article and so, by listening to them, you will get an undiluted glimpse into Mendelssohn’s original vision. I like how Maag does it best – not too fast or bombastic, instead a bit slower and majestic.

The Scottish does not have grand themes like Beethoven’s fate theme for the Fifth, civilizational downfall in Brahms’ Fourth or the epic tragedy of Mahler’s Sixth. The Scottish is just Scotland as Mendelssohn experienced it. And it works brilliantly all the same because, again, it presents Scotland as an emotion (or a set of emotions, really). And you can drown yourself in these emotions and let 40 minutes pass you by in a trifle.

But here’s an even bigger reason to listen to the Scottish and the Italian both today. The Romantic era is associated with the rise of nationalism in Europe and hence why for a long time, the period was looked upon with regret for giving way to forces that consumed the continent in two destructive world wars. Hence, it would appear logical to look upon epithets like Scottish or Italian with suspicion. But, Mendelssohn was not Scottish nor Italian; he was, of course, German! But he found inspiration on his visits to two foreign countries to write a symphony each for both of them, both symphonies being a part of the standard repertoire today. And in these times when globalization is looked upon with suspicion, reflecting on what Mendelssohn did should give us pause to not throw the baby out with the bathwater. While we renegotiate the terms of globalization, let us remember the impulse to travel is ages-old and has benefits too – like two splendid symphonies.

Mahler 6 – if metal were a symphony!

November 24, 2025

According to Alma Mahler, one time wife of the legendary late 19th century composer Gustav Mahler, his sixth symphony was the one which came straight from his heart.

How reliable or not Alma’s recollections were is the subject of controversy, but it’s an interesting statement nevertheless – because Mahler’s sixth symphony is also the one that most conforms to conventions about the classical symphony. It has a proper Andante and Scherzo in – eventually – that order. The first movement is in a sonata form discernible enough that a neophyte like me can make out the sections. It even has an exposition repeat!

So how do we square this? How did ostensibly Mahler’s most heartfelt symphony happen to also inhabit conventional form – to the extent that, having originally written and published the piece with the Scherzo preceding the Andante (Beethoven had already done this with the Ninth, mind!), Mahler had changed his mind by the time of the premiere and swapped the positions of the inner movements (his confusion is mirrored in conductor practice being split down the middle with some preferring Scherzo-Andante and others deciding that honouring Mahler’s final word on the matter is the only worthwhile consideration). It is also his most conventionally melodic symphony, largely avoiding the proto-modernist experiments where he pushed melody to breaking point. Basically, how then would it be Mahler in such a comfortingly conventional ‘housing’?

The answer lies, at least partly, in the title of my write-up. Mahler may have used traditional form for this symphony but he did so with an intensity rarely, if ever, eclipsed among symphonies for how ferocious and unrelenting it is.

And he wastes no time in letting us know this. Right out of the gate, with the intro (@ 1:10)! What sounds like a menacing buzzsaw knocking rhythmically on your door gives away to a strings…riff (1:14) that sounds like metal!

Listen also to the ‘galloping’ riff at 57:28 and tell me it doesn’t remind you of metal!

But moving away from facetious comparisons to metal, the point is the music contained in the bookending first and fourth movements of this symphony can feel as intense as a EF4 tornado. Listen for the 20 seconds or so from the 1.50 mark and at the point of the cymbal crash, the intensity reaches levels frightening to behold even in 2025. One wonders what it must have blown over like in its 1906 premiere! Not surprising then that it received a mixed reaction though younger colleagues and later Second Viennese School iconoclasts Berg and Webern loved it (or maybe, it is telling that they loved it!). Mahler’s close associate Bruno Walter was taken aback by what he perceived as the work’s nihilism and unrelenting tragedy and never conducted it!

Coming then to the tragedy. The work is often subtitled as ‘Tragic’. Mahler never gave it that subtitle but Walter said Mahler referred to this work as his Tragic Symphony.

That it is tragic is not in doubt. This is one of the few Romantic-era symphonies that does not have a triumphant or positive conclusion in its final movement. Two landmark symphonies preceding it in this regard are Brahms’ Fourth Symphony and Tchaikovsky’s Sixth Symphony. But there is still a difference in the degree and scale of tragedy being depicted. The last movement of the aforementioned Tchaikovsky composition is like a long sob session (and I mean that in a good way). It’s slow and plaintive, offering you resigned acceptance of the tragedy at hand. Brahms’ Fourth somewhat anticipates Mahler’s approach, beginning with a foreboding motif which returns as the full scale of the tragedy now unfolds, with an interlude of false optimism in between. But Brahms’ finely calculated and polished attack makes the tragedy more ‘absolute’. It’s embedded deeply in the music and you have to seek it out – there’s many who don’t and take it to be soothing music by a traditionalist.

There are no such hiding places with the climax of the Mahler 6. It’s an ultimate monument to Romantic Expression in how it seeks to portray the tragedy – in the most epic terms possible. If it weren’t for Mahler’s incredible orchestrating skills, you might be tempted to laugh at the sheer directness of the approach as it’s almost comical in its grandeur.

In short, the looming tragedy returns, at first slowly slithering in like a vicious serpent. From there ensues a titanic struggle as the ‘hero’ fights to overcome the tragedy. Understand here that tragedy represents nothing but the ultimate and inexorable fate. In this telling, man is destined to face doom and to thus meet his Maker. But man, this Romantic Ubermensch version of man, resists knowing that this is a battle he cannot win. And, miraculously, he appears to triumph as the music turns positive and jubilant. And each time he starts to believe he’s seen it off, tragedy strikes in the form of, I kid you not, a hammer blow! Yes, Mahler actually employed a hammer and demanded a hammer be made specifically to be used in the orchestra. So this is another aspect in which Mahler’s enactment of a final act (movement) tragedy differs from Brahms or Tchaikovsky – rather than grief, he uses the device of horror/terror. It is a terrifying battle between man and fate and in that sense, actually doesn’t judge – until the last funereal notes – the events as ‘tragic’ in the very overt sense that the Brahms or Tchaikovsky compositions do.

From the fact that an actual hammer was employed, you can tell that this is Mahler’s most conventional symphony strictly by Mahler standards. It still sounds like no other symphony by his contemporaries or his Romantic predecessors. To wit, he further employs cowbells, glockenspiel and xylophone to further accentuate the sonic uniqueness of this symphony. At the first time of hearing the ‘happy’ second subject of the first movement (also called the Alma theme), you may do a double take, wondering if you really are hearing that sound in a symphony composed in the early 20th century. Yes you are!

Mahler also employed his largest purely instrumental force at a roughly 100 musicians. Strauss would later outdo him with the 120 musician force required for his Alpine Symphony. But this is a composition where you really feel the full force of the orchestra. And that’s because large swathes of the symphony – long as it is, clocking in at 80-90 minutes! – have almost the entire orchestra playing together. That’s why the power of the music feels like it could push you back a few steps!

Which doesn’t mean it’s all a wall of titanic sound. No, as you can probably tell just from the few timestamps I have mentioned, it’s a very dynamic composition, going through lots of gears. Even in its unrelenting tragedy, it manages to evoke Mahler’s dictum of “A symphony must be like the world, it must embrace everything”.

There’s a schizophrenic scherzo alternating between yet more horror movie music (yes, Mahler was writing horror movie music before horror movies were ever made!) and a more playful theme. For context, the playful theme represents children, possibly Mahler’s children playing on a beach. And the horror is the tragedy that is about to strike them! Not surprisingly, Alma was horrified that he would write such music at the same time as he was immensely enjoying the company of his children. It will remain a question forever if Mahler really knew…but whatever he feared came true. Within a couple of years of writing this symphony, Mahler had stepped down from his position as director of the Vienna Court Opera, lost one of his daughters Maria (the other, Anna, would live to the ripe young age of 83) and been diagnosed with a heart condition that didn’t give him long to live (he would pass away in 1911). You may have heard of art being influenced and inspired by a personal tragedy but how about art that foretells personal tragedy!

There is also, in the midst of this unrelenting nightmare, an oasis of hope or at least an ode to fervent belief and faith in oneself. It is difficult to know just how hopeful the Andante is supposed to be – towards the end, in particular, it appears to foreshadow the epic struggles of the final movement. What is clearer is it is an utterly gorgeous piece of music. As such, Mahler wrote some of the most beautiful Adagios/Adagiettos/Andantes of his time and perhaps of the Romantic Era. I find his Fifth Symphony fairly hard to crack (and as yet, haven’t succeeded in doing so) but it has a magnificent Adagietto. The second and third movements of his Ninth Symphony are rather difficult to get to grips with, with the music not particularly intended to endear itself to you, but the opening Adagio compels me to return periodically to the composition.

In short, when Mahler can make me keep symphonies saved on my phone just for the Adagio/slow movement, what to say of a magnificent slow movement at the heart of a symphony I already love!

I could write more, yet more, about this symphony. There’s just so much to cover. But in the interest of brevity and for the sake of those reading who have not heard this composition so that they may have some discoveries to make without me spoiling it for them, I am going to stop here. An epic masterwork, then, that takes you on a rollercoaster ride that’s thrilling as hell…even if you know the rollercoaster car is probably gonna tumble off the track from a great height for a gruesome end!

I asked Chat GPT to compose and here’s what I got!

November 21, 2025

So…I gave Chat GPT a prompt. I actually asked for an audio file which it can’t generate but it gave me the detailed plan instead. Here’s everything!

. Prompt

Create an instrumental music track of 5 minutes length. It should have lead by piano with accompaniment consisting of electric guitar (without distortion but may involve riffs), bass guitar, and drums. It should be in verse-chorus format with an interlude performed on saxophone (with some interjections on piano and constant accompaniment on electric guitar, bass guitar, and drums). It should be in F Major scale, pivoting to Bb Major scale in the interlude and returning to F Major for the reprise of the verse-chorus. Drums should be similar to 70s rock music (no gated drums).


2. Form Overview (≈5 minutes)

SectionDurationKeyLead Instrument
Intro0:00–0:20F MajorPiano
Verse 10:20–1:00F MajorPiano
Chorus 11:00–1:40F MajorPiano
Verse 21:40–2:20F MajorPiano
Chorus 22:20–3:00F MajorPiano
Interlude (Sax)3:00–3:50Bb MajorSaxophone
Reprise Chorus3:50–4:30F MajorPiano
Outro4:30–5:00F MajorPiano

3. Detailed Musical Content


1. Intro (0:00–0:20) — F Major

  • Piano:
    Arpeggiated progression:
    | F | Dm | Bb | C |
    Right hand: Simple melodic pickup using A–C–F motifs.
    Left hand: Broken root-5th-octave arpeggios.
  • Electric Guitar:
    Clean tone, light picking. Use simple triads.
    Pattern: Root → 5th → 3rd broken chords.
  • Bass:
    Whole-note roots: F–D–Bb–C.
  • Drums:
    Classic 70s rock groove (closed hi-hat eighth notes, kick on 1 & 3, snare on 2 & 4). Simple and steady to set the mood.

2. Verse 1 (0:20–1:00) — F Major

  • Progression:
    | F | Dm | Gm | C |
    | F | Bb | Gm | C |
  • Piano (Lead):
    Melody focused on the F Major triad:
    A–C–F, D–F–A. Use occasional passing tones like E→F, A→Bb.
  • Electric Guitar:
    Clean riffs on off-beats, adding suspended chord embellishments (Csus2, Bbadd9).
  • Bass:
    Walking bass, playing 8th notes on the root of each chord:
    F–A–C–A | D–F–A–F | G–Bb–D–Bb | C–E–G–E
  • Drums:
    Classic rock groove. Keep the hi-hat steady, snare on 2 & 4, kick on 1 & 3.

3. Chorus 1 (1:00–1:40) — F Major

  • Progression:
    | Bb | C | Dm | F |
    | Bb | C | F | C |
  • Piano (Lead):
    Strong melodic hook based on C–D–F–A, with occasional dynamics swelling and falling.
  • Electric Guitar:
    Light, rhythmic strumming with occasional 2-note fills. Think of the guitar as a supportive, harmonic element here.
  • Bass:
    Simple root-5th and octave movements. Keep it grounded:
    Bb–F–C–G | C–G–C–E | F–A–F–A | C–E–C–G
  • Drums:
    Steady backbeat, with hi-hat on the 8ths. Add fills on toms into the last bar of the chorus.

4. Verse 2 (1:40–2:20) — F Major

  • Same as Verse 1, but:
    • Add piano doubling in octaves to provide more texture.
    • Guitar: More harmonics and light fills.
    • Bass: Chromatic connecting tones to increase interest.
    • Drums: More subtle snare rolls and cymbal crashes for added energy.

5. Chorus 2 (2:20–3:00) — F Major

  • Same as Chorus 1, but with more intensity:
    • Drums: Open hi-hat every 4th beat, more tom fills.
    • Electric Guitar: Add light counter-melodies between piano phrases.
    • Piano: Increase the volume for a bigger sound, add octave doublings.

6. Interlude (Saxophone Solo) (3:00–3:50) — Bb Major

  • Key Change: F → Bb Major (pivot via C to F#)
  • Progression (Bb Major):
    | Bb | Gm | Eb | F |
    | Bb | Cm | Eb | F |
  • Saxophone (Lead):
    Melodic line built on F#–G–Bb as a main motif, with occasional bends into D# and F.
    Main idea:
    F#–G–Bb–C–D# ascending, with bluesy bends into the higher range.
  • Piano (Interjections):
    Interject with occasional Eadd9 and F#sus4 chords, 2–3 note flourishes answering the sax.
  • Electric Guitar:
    Light arpeggios, a simple harmonic progression under the sax. Keep the tone clean and calm.
  • Bass:
    Moving with 8th-notes, emphasize Bb→F to keep the forward motion.
  • Drums:
    Slightly busier but still restrained. Use open hi-hat and floor tom accents to bring out a fusion-style groove.

7. Reprise Chorus (3:50–4:30) — F Major

  • Progression (F Major):
    Same as Chorus 1, with more dynamics.
  • Piano (Lead):
    Return to the original chorus melody, but doubling in octaves for a larger sound.
  • Electric Guitar:
    Adds short, melodic fills between piano phrases. Strumming is more rhythmic.
  • Bass:
    Root-5th foundation with octave jumps. Play with more drive.
  • Drums:
    Big fills between sections. Use open hi-hat and cymbals to bring more energy into the chorus.

8. Outro (4:30–5:00) — F Major

  • Progression (F Major):
    | Bb | C | F | F |
  • Piano (Lead):
    Return to intro arpeggios, slow down for the final 2 bars. End with F–A–C–F rolled chord.
  • Electric Guitar:
    Sustained upper harmonics, gently fading out.
  • Bass:
    Whole notes, steady on Bb, C, and F.
  • Drums:
    Fade with soft hi-hat taps, final cymbal crash.

Jolly LLB 3 – the clock is ticking on the flailing Republic

November 16, 2025

Every film in the Jolly LLB series has brought to the table a pertinent legal case that cracks open the deep fault lines of India. The first instalment was about a hit-and-run case. Jolly LLB 2 was about a fake encounter case. Jolly LLB 3, the third instalment – released this year, deals with irregularities and corruption in rural land acquisition.

With each film, Subhash Kapoor, formerly a political journalist, has widened the canvas, the scope of the particular case to represent India’s problems. As a film, purely, you could argue Jolly LLB 3 is the weakest of the trilogy. It also has the least interesting legal intrigue on offer (and perhaps, with the popularity of the Pankaj Tripathi-starrer Criminal Justice series, the attraction of the Jolly LLB series from a legal point of view has only gotten weaker). The closing argument presented by Jolly Sr (Arshad Warsi) with able support from Jolly Jr (Akshay Kumar) – the one delightful conceit of this movie is to bring both Jollys together, first as adversaries, then as collaborators – is pure rhetoric and could just as well be a Ravish Kumar video.

But…that’s the catch right there. As much as the way the movie ends makes it resemble more a Vijay-starrer than a Hindi film, the issues it thus surfaces are redolent of Ravish Kumar monologues because they are that pertinent. These issues arise from India’s extremely top-heavy income distribution.

The bottom 50% of India’s population makes Rs 71,000 a year. That’s right, annual income, not monthly. The middle 40% have an average annual income of Rs 13,000. The top 10% have an average annual income of Rs 13 lakhs. The operating word is average. Because the top 1% have an annual income of 53 lakhs!

That is, if you are one of the self-proclaimed languishing middle class of the country currently holding a mid-senior position in a large corporate, you are likely to be in the top 5% of the country! You vehemently protest but that’s because you, like so many in the aspirational middle class that the defence lawyer in Jolly LLB 3 refers to, underestimate just how poor India still is.

So many of us indeed want to see India race ahead to superpower status with the speed of a bullet train, to paraphrase an expression used in the movie. But we are unmindful of how many more are being left behind. And increasingly, in line with the economic conservative rhetoric employed in the US, we believe it is the fault of those left behind that they are left behind.

At this moment, you’re about to either laugh out loud or lament my socialist turn of discourse. But I am not a socialist and will probably never be one! I do have a lot of faith in a relatively free market-oriented economy. My question to you and more particularly the industrial and political elites of the country would be – why do you all have so little faith in capitalism!

It’s a popular narrative in Indian economic discourse to imagine 1991 as some magic moment where Dr Manmohan Singh, then in an avatar the middle class admires much more, waved his wand a la Dumbledore and fixed all the problems in one go. That is, we became overnight a totally capitalist free market economy in one fell swoop, in this telling of the story. Unfortunately, this notion is fanciful and divorced from reality. 1991 was just a new beginning and much work needed to be done. Not enough was done even in the go-go years from 1991 to about 2009-10 and less still has been done since then.

For example, in the movie, Jolly jr refers to the loans industrialist Haribhai Khaitan’s company received from public sector banks to fund the project for which agricultural land is sought to be acquired. This is made out as an example of the hypocrisy of the industrial elite and rightly so but the bigger question is why do we still have public sector banks at all and if we have to have any, why is lending out to large corporates still an activity being performed by them? I am sorry but a capitalist economy has no place for govt lending to large corporates. Without going into too much detail, I have known people who worked in such public sector banks and know that pressure was brought to bear on these banks to loan out money to whomsoever the corporator/MLA/MP desired.

This is no way to run a capitalist economy but after all this time of waiting for change, I am left with the depressing feeling that our elite are entirely comfortable with these double standards or indeed anything that goes in their favour. This is also why our understanding of development has evolved to something laughably narrow in its scope – GDP numbers on the one hand bereft of per capita income figures or HDI index numbers and visions of sprawling expressways and high speed trains on the other. That’s it. Nothing to do with the education and quality of our workforce. Nothing to do with the staffing and efficiency of our police force. Or the ability of our courts to dispose cases on time. Indeed for businesses to be able to enforce contracts with a minimum of fuss. Or the ability of important institutions like the Election Commission to work independent of political interference. Everything that I have described above are actually the true hallmarks of a developed nation, the characteristics that separate a still developing one from one that has arrived. There was a time when people in my cohort and the one just preceding mine used to aspire for an India that could be described in those terms. But those day now seem so far away though, in terms of years passed, they aren’t (seeing as I am getting old but not really that old yet!).

I could go on and on about the full gamut of structural messes that continue to haunt this nation and about which nobody would want to do anything. For one, the anti-MSP grouse. Yes, absolutely, I am with you – there should be no MSPs in a free market economy. But do tell me why in a free market economy would the government decide whether you can export an agricultural commodity, especially foodgrains and vegetables, and how much. Yes, you can turn off the revdi spigot tomorrow…if you let the farmers sell their produce to any market they see fit to (other than internationally sanctioned ones, needless to say) and at a price desired and determined by them.

But the long and short of it is that you may attack this problem from the right as I am doing or from the left but it needs to be attacked, and urgently. But the danger is that as the space for any discourse deemed pro-poor shrinks or even otherwise simply becomes unpopular, more time elapses without efforts to correct the fundamental imbalance of the Indian economy and the problem only grows ever more intractable.

Whether you believe there is ‘vote chori’ or that the opposition is simply phenomenally inept, the bottom line is the political structure of today already presents fewer avenues for the Janki Solankis to be heard than even 15 years ago. What fear of anti-incumbency can there possibly be if ‘Aayega Toh Modi Hi’ is an accurate summing up of the political possibilities in the country. And this can only mean that the Janki Solankis will have to wait longer and longer and the clock will keep ticking as more of them simply starve to death or take their own lives in despair, waiting for the promised India of 1947, the one where they were supposed to be heard as equal citizens having the same rights as anyone else, to finally come into being.

Raga 2 Rock hits a century!

November 6, 2025

I put up Raga 2 Rock for sale in 2022. It notched up the double digit mark in copies sold within days.

But as for the next milestone – triple digits – heh, heh, took ‘only’ three years and some to get there!

But from 2023 onwards, I had stopped promoting the book. And it has still sold at least 30 copies since then. I don’t know – for the most part – who all have bought the book but, whoever you are, thank you for doing so. Hope you enjoyed reading it. If you did, please spread the word. Here’s to a 100 more!

Beethoven – Ninth symphony (first two movements)

November 5, 2025

Dave Hurwitz likes to wear a tie for whenever he talks about Beethoven’s Ninth symphony on his channel, in honour of the reverence the work is held in.

It was also the first symphony I ever heard in full, years and years back, in 2009. That’s apt in more ways than one, when I think about it now. In 2009, having acquired my qualification as a Chartered Accountant and completed apprenticeship, I was stepping into the corporate world full of optimism. Nowadays, I talk about having ‘F U money’, just in case. In 2009, Obama’s election to the highest office in the USA and, by implication, the world, inspired optimism that many, including yours truly, would argue proved misplaced. In 2025…hoo boy! Yeah…emotionally, right now, I am much more simpatico with Brahms’ Fourth Symphony, which I wrote about here.

That doesn’t mean listening to the Ninth (as it is often referred, as if none of the other ninth symphonies count!) only brings to mind wistful regret that I’d like to get away from. Hardly, because from the thunderous entrance of the first movement, I am entranced and it doesn’t matter how often I have heard it (why, I just happened to hear it again today!).

Whether because Wendy Carlos employed it in the score of A Clockwork Orange or because it is one of the great scherzos of classical music, much of the attention that the Ninth gets is directed towards the 2nd movement. Or, towards the 4th movement for its vocal parts (the first time vocal parts were incorporated in a symphony).

But the 1st movement is, all by itself, a marvel, a wonder of creation. I am posting here this terrific analysis of the movement.

A 38 min long analysis for a movement that typically lasts 16-18 minutes! But that’s the amount of unpacking to be done in this masterwork.

There’s many a legendary 1st movement in the annals of the Romantic symphony (to say nothing of the mountain of symphonies Mozart and Haydn wrote between them – like the 1st movement of Mozart’s 38th symphony). There’s the emotional upheavals of the 1st movement of Tchaikovsky’s 6th symphony. The violent paroxysms of Schubert’s 8th. The machine gun intensity of Mahler’s 6th. The masterful see-sawing of calm and turbulence in Mahler’s 9th. The incredible harmonic cell development of Brahms’ 4th. Or of Beethoven’s own 5th, which could be said to be the prototype for the aforesaid Brahms work.

And yet…it’s very hard to top the first movement of Beethoven’s Ninth if we’re talking first movements. Or even just individual movements, generally.

Right from the way it begins. So much has been written about the entrance, which sounds like violins tuning up. You could either interpret it as the calm before the storm or as Beethoven saying, “Have several seats” because he knows you’re going to stay glued to the chair once you start listening.

The fantastic analysis posted above makes anything more I have to say redundant. But I must say that this was one movement where I could follow what was going on right from the get go but still needed to listen again and again just to get all the linkages and to figure out the structure. I was flabbergasted when I read that it is in strict sonata form because somehow, the manner in which Beethoven brings back motifs and modulates them makes it sound like it’s not. I would routinely start expecting the end of the movement at roughly the 9 minute mark when the thunderous opening returns, only to find the music going on for several more minutes. But what it is is simply that the first and the second subject are both so long that the recapitulation itself lasts nearly 5 minutes!

How he makes it not tediously repetitive with such a long recapitulation is where the sheer brilliance of the construction of the movement comes in. There are variations at just the right time and in the right amount to keep you guessing what’s next rather than going ho hum. An example of this unpredictability is that as the coda ends, at first Beethoven appears to be conjuring up an exclamation mark only for the music to carry on for a bit more and then end somewhat abruptly, refusing to offer the expected closure. It has a bit of a slamming the door shut on you feeling.

And then, the 2nd movement. If writing one of the greatest first movements in symphony wasn’t already enough, Beethoven writes a second movement that would be one of the greatest second movements. Once again, the structure outwardly conforms to norms (though not the daring placement of a scherzo as the second movement instead of the third as was the case before this here composition!) but the beauty lies in the sheer quality of the material itself.

If I were to just describe the first iteration of the first subject. The violins pick up one thread over a prancing horse-like beat, with another set of violins restlessly harmonizing with this theme. Rather than the theme developing melodically, Beethoven keeps it on pedal as brass joins in and through this repetition, the intensity builds up furiously.

In contrast to the furious stomping power of this and so much else of the movement, there are sections where the music goes so soft and the tempo slows. Tricks that Beethoven’s successors in the Romantic era would employ in myriad forms to build drama but he showed the way here.

That’s right. Consider that the 9th was the last in a line of symphonies by Beethoven, several of which had been deeply influential to the development of the form. If the 3rd symphony (Eroica) represented the first major departure from the Classical symphony, the 5th (Fate) with its deceptively simple motif snowballing into an entire movement offered a new model of symphonic development. The 6th (Pastoral) introduced the concept of program music within a symphony. The 7th had a mournful Allegretto as its 2nd movement. Beethoven hailed the 7th as one of his best works when he wrote it.

So…on the back of a singularly influential streak of symphonies, he set out to write the Ninth (and by now, he was completely deaf) and found a way to still raise the game up a notch. For lucidity and for overall balance between the movements (a point I will touch upon), some may prefer the 5th or the 7th symphony of Beethoven to the 9th. But in terms of their construction, the first two movements of the Ninth represent such a step-up it is stunning. In so doing, Beethoven raised the bar for those to come. Anyone writing a Ninth symphony now needed to perform a veritable miracle for it to pass muster. And they’d better not write any more of them – a superstition developed around the Ninth symphony as Beethoven died before he could write any more symphonies and so did others like Schubert and Dvorak. Since then, multiple composers vaulted over that barrier and lived long and well.

But what about the third and the fourth movements and why am I not going to write about them? I can offer a variety of reasons. I don’t dig operatic vocals, which makes listening through the fourth movement a chore for me. I also like Beethoven’s other slow movements (namely, the 2nd movement of the 3rd, 6th and 7th) more than the 3rd movement.

It’s not that either of these movements are bad or just meh. That’s not remotely the case – they are both splendid too. It’s just that after two just incredibly great movements, whatever follows has an impossible bar, a bar neither movement – 3rd or 4th- can get over imo.

But that’s alright. The first and the second movement taken together go past the 25 minute mark. That is, as long as the average Haydn/Mozart symphony and also nearly 3 movements through the 5th. The magic Beethoven unleashes in just these two movements is sumptuous enough. In fact, too sumptuous but that’s a great problem to have!

Ilayaraja – Valiant – Waiting for the symphony!

October 20, 2025

It was not unusual in the 19th century for there to be a long gap between the date of completion or publication of a symphony and its premiere (first in-concert performance).  Gustav Mahler’s 3rd symphony was published in 1898 and premiered only in 1902.  Bruckner had completed his 6th symphony by 1881 but it would not be performed until 1883.  It also used to be difficult back then (before the advent of recordings of symphonies for mass circulation) for the audience to find a way to listen to a performance because there were not many of them  – this is why composers used to write in repeats to afford the audience the opportunity to digest the composition. The audience would therefore have to wait for the opportunity to listen to a symphony and years could pass before a particular audience member got their chance.

I mention this because Ilayaraja has somehow conspired to re-create the phenomenon of waiting for the symphony…in the 21st century!

There have thus far been three ways to listen to Ilayaraja’s symphony Valiant.  First, at its premiere in London in March.  Second, by buying a limited edition vinyl (only made available in September with just 500 copies).  Third, most recently, at the performance last Saturday in Dubai. Let’s review, then – you would have to be one of the few thousands who were able to attend either the London or Dubai performances or one of the five hundred to have bought the vinyl.  And that’s without accounting for overlap between these three subsets on the Venn Diagram of ‘people who have listened to Valiant’!

A decent enough audience, then, for a symphony in the 19th century but barely a drop in the ocean today!

As the wait gets longer, the mind seems to play tricks with me, making me behave like, perhaps, a jilted lover.  I jest…but not entirely!

Like other fans, I have known of the mysterious Raja symphony that was premiered in London in 1993 but which was never released in the recorded form and never performed again.  Naturally, then, I was super excited when the news broke that Raja was premiering a new symphony called Valiant this year. 

As I came to know that he intended to perform it in different venues and wasn’t in any hurry to put it up for mass dissemination, I began to use the time to listen to the ‘OG’ symphonies (had knocked off a few sporadically in years past – some of Beethoven’s symphonies plus Symphonie Fantastique and a Shostakovich symphony, but never pursued that thread seriously before) – the works of the great Romantic masters (with only, thus far, a smattering of the works of Haydn and Mozart). 

And the more I listened to 19th century symphonies, the more my excitement began to morph into trepidation.

You see, I have previously never had a ‘benchmark’ against which to compare Raja.  He was and is primarily a film music composer who dominated the scene in his 80s prime.  Ergo, the question of comparing him with somebody else didn’t really arise.  I know there are those who like to compare composers across eras but it never made sense to me to compare, say, RD Burman with Naushad.  They worked in different eras and fashioned as well as catered to different sensibilities.  Likewise, comparing Raja with Rahman or MSV, not in the sense of weighing up their respective achievements, but by way of directly comparing their songs with each other, didn’t and doesn’t make sense to me.  I like their songs for different reasons, they fulfil different needs for me.

When it comes to fusion, it is my view, considered or not, that Raja is well nigh peerless.  Nobody else has done such extensive and complex fusion as he has in compositions like Chamber Welcomes Thiagaraja or Mozart I Love You.  I don’t need to compare his non film fusion albums with anybody else’s because he stands quite apart in his approach. 

It’s a very different ballgame, though, when it comes to a symphony.  He is now operating in a territory that’s not just been clearly demarcated centuries back but pretty much done to death by a galaxy of titans.  It’s not just Bach, Mozart and Beethoven as Indian listeners commonly think of – Bach (unless you mean CPE Bach or JC Bach, not JS Bach) didn’t have anything to do with the symphony anyway.  Bruckner (I am not a huge fan but he was a great symphonist alright) wrote 8 complete symphonies and 3 monumental movements of a 9th.  Mahler wrote 9 complete symphonies with an incomplete 10th.  Dvorak and Schubert wrote 9.  Shostakovich wrote 15.  Besides, it’s not just about numbers.  Tchaikovsky’s last numbered symphony (excluding the Manfred Symphony and Symphony in E-flat) was his 6th but the 6th is regarded as one of the all time great symphonies.  As is Brahms’s 4th and last symphony or Mendelssohn’s 3rd symphony (if to a somewhat lesser extent).

It would be hard, in general, not to compare Raja’s symphony with the works of these greats. Not in terms of style but in terms of that nebulous, hard-to-define characteristic called depth.  Unfortunately, Raja has also egged on such comparisons by mentioning in interviews about how, upon his sharing his score with a purportedly renowned but unnamed musicologist, the latter hailed it as something at the level of Mozart, Beethoven, Brahms.  Whilst this isn’t, on the face of it, self-praise, it does set expectations at a level almost impossible to match and puts anyone less than equally impressed on the defensive (if you don’t agree, are you as qualified to opine as this mystery musicologist, is the inference). And I am not used to being in the position of pitting my champion against other heavyweights.  It’s actually a bit like throwing a welterweight like Mayweather into the ring against a bygone heavyweight like Ali.

His fans haven’t been too far behind in hyperbole.  Navin Mozart has posted meticulous reviews and analysis of Valiant on his Facebook page but loses me towards the end when he says that Raja’s symphony is different from other symphonies because it is so melodious as to make you listen to it in its entirety.  That’s nice to hear except I have no problem listening to a number of symphonies from start to finish.  They don’t have to be far-out examples – Mendelssohn’s 3rd is pretty accessible and also listenable for its entire length.  As are Schubert’s 9th, Dvorak’s 9th, Brahms’ 4th among others. 

Violinvicky’s excellent video posted soon after he attended the London premiere was immensely helpful in at least familiarizing me with the main themes of each of the four movements.  But, again, towards the end, he declares that there is no other living composer today who could orchestrate such music for 75 or more musicians and I say, “John Williams for crying out loud!”  John Williams fanboys are not above hyperbole either but at least the man himself has always compensated with his winsome modesty in contrast to Raja’s ‘swag’.

If what I heard in Violinvicky’s video was edifying enough, perhaps I wouldn’t even mention the hyperbole!

Unfortunately, I am unable to say that that was the case, either of my impressions of his piano recreations of the themes, the 7 minute or so video Navin Mozart had posted (before it lost to the Attack of the Copyright Warriors) or the snippets still up. 

Let me use a snippet to illustrate my point.  The point at 1:28, where the music climbs up step-like to a brass crescendo.  Eh, each to their own, but I like such development done with more subtlety. 

https://www.facebook.com/WeDravidians2.0/videos/2-min-of-ilayarajas1st-symphony-valianta-drop-of-an-ocean-of-ilayarajas-1st-symp/1354503795986046

And, really, my ‘benchmark’ here isn’t the 19th century symphonists but Raja’s own work on Nothing But Wind, particularly the track Mozart I Love You.  I couldn’t help come away with the impression that the latter was more refined than whatever I have heard so far of the symphony. 

Wait, you protest, you can’t get all that from just snippets. You say I need to listen to the entire composition to judge.  And I agree!

Indeed…and that’s where I find myself now.  A little underwhelmed by the bits I have got to hear so far of the symphony but that, if anything, has only helped lower my expectations (which has always served me well in art appreciation, be it music or movies). If my first time listening to the symphony in its entirety does indeed live up to the lofty praise coming from fanboys or from the mystery musicologist, I will be pretty much delirious with joy.  At this point, I will be happy with anything I am able to like more than Pyarelal’s or Ganesh B Kumar’s respective symphonies. 

Until then, I’ll be waiting.  Hoping against hope that the maestro will finally make it available at least as a digital download or CD even if he is understandably not comfortable putting it up on Spotify for it to earn a few pennies for a million views or something. And in the meantime, keep having my fill of symphonies and maybe even other classical compositions (depending on how long the wait turns out to be!).  After all, isn’t that what people did in the 19th century – wait!


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