So I do a weird thing. When I play story intensive games sometimes I like to write a character journal as I go. It started off as a thing so I could remember what I'd done so far if I didn't play for a while but it kind of stuck. I really enjoyed picking out my journal for Mass Effect: Andromeda, its bright blue with blue leafed pages and white ruled paper so it matches the initiative colours and says Adventures on the front (check out two pictures ago). I've been playing so much though that I think I'm going to have to take a break tonight to finish writing 😂
By the time he began writing the First Symphony William Walton had already established himself as one of the most interesting composers of the musical landscape English thanks to a refined style and a strong personality that allowed him to go beyond the conventional mannerisms of many of his contemporaries. The work does not dashed expectations: in fact beneath its surface bubbling the magma of a lit sensitivity and quivering, managing to express on the one hand the tensions of the thirties and the other maintaining a high tone that makes it extraordinarily current still.
Like Elgar, Walton wrote only two symphonies. Walton’s Symphony No 2 came after a gap of twenty-five years and was also greeted with not much more enthusiasm. It was commissioned in 1956 by the Liverpool Philharmonic Society to celebrate the 750th Anniversary of the granting of a charter of incorporation to Liverpool. The symphony is in three movements. Only recently has it emerged from under the shadow of its predecessor. Walton was a different composer after 1945, technically more accomplished, emotionally more stable, less extravagant, more elusive. He was also an older, more experienced composer. Walton’s scoring in the second symphony is far more refined than in the first, mellower and more exotic—vibraphone (although reserved for only one note in the coda of the slow movement), piano and celeste, which had found no place in the first symphony, here lend glitter and kaleidoscopic shimmering. Passion and boiling rage are still there, but more controlled. No notes are wasted.