Last fall, the Benedictine College bands presented a program of instrumental music with a Veterans Day theme.
As it happened, the concert occurred shortly after the death of Karen Soyland, the wife of another member of the Brass Band, which is the ensemble in which I perform. The memorial focus of the concert was therefore expanded to include not only deceased soldiers, but also, one known more personally. I became inspired, and I offered, and the conductor of the ensemble (Director of Instrumental Studies Ted Hanman) graciously interjected my trio arrangement within the published brass arrangement—complete with the suggested oral reading of Tennyson’s poem, which may be seen here.
The Parry tune was new to me, and I find it a better marriage of music and words than the male quartet music I had learned as a youth. There is a plethora of tunes and arrangements available, and apparently no one knows or sings the quartet arrangement I’ve known for decades, because it’s available nowhere on YouTube. At any rate, regardless of the music, my favorite line in the poem—both the culmination and the closing—is this: “I hope to see my Pilot face to face when I have crossed the bar.” The imagery, which I don’t claim to comprehend fully, is nonetheless rich, and the members of the Brass Band knew personally this one who had “crossed the bar” very recently.
Below is my arrangement. (I started to retake the photo when I saw the light streams, but they struck me as a potentially inspirational symbol, so I left them in.) I chose three instruments/players that could carry this off in little rehearsal time. Each instrument has at least a few measures with the melody, and the counterpoint and harmony are somewhat more complex than in the full-band arrangement. All the instruments in my arrangement are Bb instruments, meaning the written pitches you see below actually sound a whole step lower. Note that the euphonium part is written in treble clef, as per convention in British brass band music. The euphonium part sounds a major 9th lower than it appears here.
It was my hope that this musical tribute to the dear, believing spouse of a believing friend would be meaningful and eventually be a good memory for him, for the deceased’s family, and also for others.