Fauré’s Requiem
Gabriel Fauré was born in 1845, the youngest of six children. At an
early age, his musical talent was recognized by a blind lady who heard him play
a harmonium (a small reed organ). At music school he was a favorite student of
Camille Saint-Saens. After age 20, he held various organist positions to pay
the bills, but his passion was composition. Specializing in shorter works for
voice and chamber ensembles, he usually composed in his head and resorted to
the piano only to verify difficult chords.
Saint-Saens
often encouraged Fauré to be more ambitious and produce more works. However,
Fauré would not rush a work into print. “I have never been able to
resist…polishing and repolishing a piece and brooding over it endlessly.”
Perhaps this is why Requiem evolved
during more than 17 years.
Requiem’s first version (movements 1, 3,
4, 5, &7) was performed January 16, 1888. Though his parents had recently
died, he maintained that he wrote Requiem
“for the pleasure of it.” An expanded version with 7 movements, horn, and
trumpet appeared in 1893. A third version with full orchestration was performed
in July 1900 at the Paris World Exhibition.
Fauré’s
Requiem is a brilliantly balanced
work centered around the soprano solo, Pie
Jesu. Alternating on each side of this pinnacle are chorus and baritone
solo movements. Except for a brief “Hosanna” explosion in Sanctus and dark tones of “Dies irae” in Libera Me, Requiem is
filled with tenderness, serenity, compassion, pardon, and hope. From its
powerful opening chord to its concluding vision of angels and paradise, Fauré’s
Requiem is considered by many to be a
masterpiece when compared to other Requiems.
Student and biographer Émile Vuillermoz said, “This is the only one of its
kind.” Saint-Saens wrote to Fauré, “Your Pie
Jesu is the only Pie Jesu,
just as Mozart’s Ave Verum is the only
Ave Verum.”
As
moving as Requiem is to believers,
some historians describe Fauré as an agnostic. Yet, hours before dying, he said
to his sons, “You will hear it said of my work: ‘after all, what was it?’…You
must not worry about that. It is bound to happen…there is always a period of
temporary oblivion. But that is of no importance; I have done what I could…and
now, judge me, O my God!” Unfortunately, a few weeks before dying, Fauré
destroyed almost all of his drafts, sketches, and unpublished manuscripts: “I
never liked revealing my projects before they had taken shape, and even before
they were completely finished.”
Jean
K. Potratz
15
February 1999