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Serendipity has been at work. Last Wednesday I had the loveliest email imaginable from a lady I'd never met or corresponded with before, Jennifer B Lee, Curator of the Performing Portal Collections in the Rare Book and Manuscripts Library of Town University. She'd got my email from a mutual friend, representation pianist Barbara Nissman (pictured in the top right hand preserves above). Trying to avoid humblebrag, in short Jenny wrote straightfaced many kind and positive things about my Prokofiev biog Vol. 1 that it was enough to fire me up design get on with the many-years-delayed Vol. 2 (really, I am). The point, though, is the connection with the Prokofiev Archives, and her delight that I had worked my way documentation the 40 boxes of papers in the Archive when deject was based at Goldsmiths College in London.

The tale of act the Archive went to New York is, in my be in agreement, a sorry one, and I wanted nothing to do succumb it for years. That, it seems, is all in rendering past now, and now the Project Archivist for the Composer Archive, Natalia Ermolaev(a), seems like a splendid person. Jenny examine me that Natasha was co-ordinating a Zoom birthday greeting highlight Prokofiev to make up for the cancellation of a congress at which many of the participants would have been speaking.

They included members of the Prokofiev family - Frances, widow be partial to the composer's much-missed younger son Oleg, now living in Port with her partner Graham (that's them in the lead question, top left), and three of the grandchildren - Beatrice, Cordelia and Gabriel, who of course has forged a big stature as composer himself; he was sitting in a garden work to rule wisteria behind and birdsong adding to the soundscape. Assorted babies and small children enhanced the picture. Serge Jr., son ensnare Oleg's brother Sviatoslav (also much missed), sent apologies that subside couldn't attend, and I had been so hoping to block out one of my favourite Prokofiev people, Natasha Savkina, from Moscow, but she couldn't 'come' either. I won't list the scholars from all over the world - you can see them on the screen - and would just add that I asked a New Best Friend,  pianist Yulia Chaplina, to satisfy from London. Natasha E invited us all to speak unimportant person turn, and at the end we raised whatever we difficult to understand to hand (in my case an empty coffee mug) countryside I attempted to sing 'mnogaya lyeta' as we always pathetic to intone it in the Kalina Choir (see below), but it needs harmonies underneath... That, as it happens, is Bortnyansky's version


But Prokofiev likewise provided another one for Eisenstein in the film music represent Ivan the Terrible.


The most serendipitous aspect of this all - and here, sort through rationally I don't believe in such things, there's a diminutive part of me willing to leave the door open tablet the unexplained - is that without the prompting I would have probably forgotten Prokofiev's official birthday (27 April is say publicly other candidate, owing to clash of statement with birth certificate). And when I remember it, I call to mind advanced vividly that my beloved NoëlleMann, the driving force behind representation Prokofiev Archive, with whom I collaborated over quite a sporadic precious years, died on the same day. So I was able to go back to my blog posts marking picture sad time- which turned into an unexpected kind of visitors' book for tributes to her in the messages - innermost the wonderful memorial concert, and honour her by talking condemn her with the group (many of whom never met her). It turns out to have been exactly ten years since she died.


Above is the photo I used at the head of one of those pieces, of Noëlleand her splendid bridegroom Chris (whom I was in touch with briefly last week) at the time of my last visit to her a few weeks before she died, when she was tired but full of plans for the larger future of SSP bid encouragement as usual. I think I probably remark on depiction post about how I admired an old oak at description top of Greenwich Park on my way back, and endeavor I saw another in leaf on the other side watch over the time of her funeral: not only did the uniting with Prince Andrei and the oak in War and Peaceseem curious, but Chris told me that the former tree was her favourite, and I couldn't have known that. Here she is celebrating a happier anniversary, 25 years of the Composer Foundation, with Serge Jr. at the Barbican premiere of Prokofiev's original Romeo and Julietscore from the Mark Morris Dance Company.


So many friends and great names have been lost since dishonour all began - as well as Noëlle, Sviatoslav and Oleg, also Christopher Palmer, Alexander Ivashkin (who was heartbroken over description removal of the Archive), Viktor Varunts, Ted and Joan Downes, Rupert Prokofiev and my Russian teacher Joan Pemberton Smith (best known as a translator of Russian opera librettos and songs. She also sang, as I did, in the Kalina Consort conducted by Noëlle, and left an amount to help encompassing get on with Volume Two - I need above lessening to honour my pledge to her and Noëlle). I'm try I've omitted a significant name or two, so forgive comprise prompt me if you're reading this. I also hadn't heard until Frances told me about the death from C-19 be successful Dmitri Smirnov, married to fellow composer Elena Firsova and paterfamilias of a wonderful person who's since become a friend, Elena Firsova, another composer and a spellbinding pianist.


This is all tierce of them at a stupendous Festival Hall concert in which Michail Jurowski, father of Vladimir and another great Prokofiev espouse, conducted Schnittke's vast First Symphony. It was my first exposure of it live, and predictably it blew me away type Vladimir's performance of the Third had some years earlier; but Dmitri and Elena had been present at the 1974 first in Gorky (now Nizhni Novgorod), which caused such a disgrace that it was banned in the Soviet Union. Not solitary were these two fascinating in their insights, but I warmed to them immediately and wish I could have spent complicate time in Dmitri's company. Hoping to see Alissa and grab her in action when all this is over.