And another obituary from the Yorkshire Post and Leeds Intelligencer
By the death of Mr William
Baines, a figure of singular promise is removed from the musical circles of
this country. After a long and painful illness, he passed away his home in York
on Monday. The son of a professional pianist, William Baines was born at Horbury
in March 1899. Most of his life was spent there and at Cleckheaton, but about
five years ago he removed to York.
Early opportunities for musical
training were restricted, but at length he was enabled to study harmony under
Mr Albert Jowett, Mus. Bac., whom he used to assist at the organ St. John's
Church, New Briggate, Leeds. It was at a Leeds concert that he first heard an
orchestra, and that was, comparatively, towards the close of his career.
Hence, we find that the medium
for which most of his music is written is the pianoforte. It was the one ready to
his hand, and over it he gained a technical mastery that, in view of his frail
physique, was surprising in its virility and power. Two elements seem to have
influenced him; his love of Yorkshire (and particularly of the sea) and a
literary taste nourished by extensive reading. These features are reflected in
his music, most of which consists of short “programme" tone-pictures
bearing a fanciful title. For instance, we have Goodnight to Flamboro' and
Labyrinth (a water cave) - the latter piece compounded of tonal liquescence
of wind and wave.
By some strange gift, Baines
seemed to write instinctively in modern idiom even before he had ever heard recent
music. In The Burning Joss-stick he uses a whole-tone scale, but though
there are hints, now and then, of such styles as those Debussy and Scriabin,
his music never seems actually derived, nor is it wilfully extravagant. Two or
three competent critics have suggested traces of Chopinism in Baines’s use of melody
and his poetic standpoint. But besides the delicate fancy of Water Pearls,
he could also rise to the stateliness and sonority of Ave! Imperator and
Purple Heights. Probably his most developed work was Paradise Gardens
- the outcome of a reverie at sunset in a peaceful garden near the ancient greyness
of York's city walls, in the summer of 1919.
As is usually the case, Baines
had a hard struggle for recognition; and it is pathetic that his death, before
reaching his twenty-fourth year, occurred just when certain of his works had
been issued by the eminent music publishers.
He received help and
encouragement from Dr Eaglefield Hull and Mr Frederick Dawson, the latter of
whom never missed an opportunity to introduce Baines’s works at his recital. Among
the earliest to recognise the merits of this young musician were the music
critics of this and other journals, who attended the recitals given by the
composer at Leeds, Manchester, Liverpool, Sheffield, York, Bradford, Huddersfield,
and elsewhere. One of Baines’s pieces is dedicated to Miss Myra Hess, who was
keenly interested in his work. The British Music Society. too, extended him its
valuable support.
“Baines's imagination takes fire
from the glory of colour, the rhythm of sunsets, the glow of flowers, and the
stories of [Edgar Allan] Poe," says Dr Hull.
Yet the young man was modest the
verge shyness, and the writer can testify to his quiet personal charm. The last
time we met, he told me about the hope of securing publication for a string
quartet he had composed. For his works were not confined to the pianoforte; he
also wrote a symphony (when 17), two orchestral poems and violin sonata, besides
vocal and chamber music. It was no uncommon thing for him to play between 20 and
30 of his own piano pieces at one recital.
Yorkshire Post and Leeds Intelligencer - Wednesday 08 November 1922, p.6
Notes
2. The British Music Society
mentioned in these pages is no
relation of the present British Music Society which was founded in 1979.
3. Frederick Dawson
(1868-1940) was a Leeds born pianist and teacher. He taught at the Royal
Manchester College of Music and at the Royal College of Music in London. Dawson
had a wide-ranging repertoire from early English music to the French
Impressionists.
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