{"id":48553,"date":"2016-09-20T21:01:53","date_gmt":"2016-09-21T01:01:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dbsjeyaraj.com\/dbsj\/?p=48553"},"modified":"2016-09-20T21:52:40","modified_gmt":"2016-09-21T01:52:40","slug":"clarence-wijewardena-is-alive-to-us-now-as-he-was-in-his-daythe-audience-for-his-music-has-not-died","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dbsjeyaraj.com\/dbsj\/?p=48553","title":{"rendered":"Clarence Wijewardena is Alive to us now as he was in his day;the Audience for his Music has not died"},"content":{"rendered":"

By<\/p>\n

Uditha Devapriya<\/strong><\/p>\n

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He was a vocalist and a composer. He sang and he scored. He also wrote. His melodies survive reassessments when it comes to applauding him. The man, not surprisingly therefore, wielded different sensibilities and abilities. And in the end, music lovers in this country understood, despite the few who called him out for all the wrong, slanderous reasons, that what he gave went beyond just being revolutionary. His songs became landmarks, true. But none of them were ever uprooted from the land of his birth.<\/p>\n

How can one assess him, though? Epitaphs for the dead are written by those who knew them intimately, after all. Consequently, the best answer to that I can give is that his contribution to our music industry made him known to both the young and the old, both those who were born during his time and those who came to be after he\u2019d long gone by. His work, in other words, were beloved by all and detested by a few, and consequently, he is as alive to us as he was in his day.<\/p>\n

I remember Annesley Malawana, in a television interview, referring to himself as a \u201cjack of all trades and master of none.\u201d He was being modest there. The truth is, those who entered the music industry in his day were, in more ways than one, masters in nearly every discipline. They knew how to write, how to score, and how to voice both. Annesley was a master in that sense. The same can be said of this week\u2019s star, who worked with him: Clarence Wijewardena.<\/p>\n

Clarence didn\u2019t stop at the conventional three-minute song. He went for melodies and compositions that didn\u2019t only draw attention to their words, but made us aware of the rich, vibrant work and research that had gone into them. They were simple (and thankfully so), but that didn\u2019t stop us from noticing how effortlessly they\u2019d been conceived.<\/p>\n

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No wonder that those songs stayed with us long after we\u2019d first listened to them. In terms of orchestration and melody, they were as simple as they could have been. Clarence, one can hence conjecture, wasn\u2019t satisfied with turning his work into academic treatises. He wanted a crowd and he desired an audience. That audience hasn\u2019t died down. Not even today and not by a long shot.<\/p>\n

He was born in 1943 in Haputale. His family later moved to Ratnapura. His father was an estate medical practitioner: perhaps allured by the field he was in, he would doubtless have encouraged his son to pursue a career in the estate industry. The lure of music however would have been too strong to resist, and while in his 20s he gave it up and began carving himself as a composer.<\/p>\n

Clarence wasn\u2019t alone in his quest. He formed his first band in 1965, getting together with Annesley (who became the lead singer) and Sunil Malawana (who took up the bass guitar). Sri Sangabo Corea, their manager, baptised them as \u201cThe Moonstones.\u201d<\/p>\n

In later years Corea would say this of the band: \u201cit was just two people coming together with a common objective.\u201d That objective wasn\u2019t just to break into the local music industry (that could have been achieved without much difficulty, given that the sky was the proverbial limit for newcomers back then) but to create a precedent. A precedent which could only have been created, not (only) by a singer but by a bold composer. That composer had to be Clarence.<\/p>\n

And so it was.<\/p>\n

This was in the early sixties. By 1970 The Moonstones was over: with its fusion-oriented approach to music (Clarence emulated the Beatles by taking a sitar for a band that predominantly worked on Western chords and orchestration), it had instilled enough popularity in its members for them to strike out on their own. Fittingly, that same year Clarence held a concert titled \u201cBreakaway From Moonstones\u201d in Moratuwa, after which he became his own man for some time. That didn\u2019t mean it was a complete breakaway, of course: the team got together again, took in some newcomers, and found an able and proficient manager in Sri Lanka\u2019s record label pioneer, Gerald Wickremasooriya. They renamed their band: Golden Chimes.<\/p>\n

The man wasn\u2019t destined to be a standalone composer forever, though. The seventies was clearly a prodigious period for the cinema and in particular parallel cinema: which made use of both avant-garde and commercial aspects to the medium, and which managed to churned out directors who would achieve the impossible: wed the box-office with the critic. The foremost exponent of parallel cinema here, therefore, wasn\u2019t long in coming.<\/p>\n

That foremost exponent had a name: H. D. Premaratne.<\/p>\n

I believe Premaratne was the ideal director for Clarence. And not for nothing. While the cinema had changed, certain critical mentalities hadn\u2019t. For those who wrote from ivory towers and couldn\u2019t see anything below, the likes of Premaratne and Clarence were nothing more than quirks, to be cleaned away.<\/p>\n

They were no more than populists who pandered to the common denominator, who (apparently) couldn\u2019t contribute works of art that could withstand time. Clarence especially felt the brunt of this misconceived attitude: he could have found an able director even before Premaratne, but (based what I have been told) those directors were discouraged by the ivory tower Brahmins to not take someone of his calibre. The reason? Because he was \u201cruining our music.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRuining\u201d is a strong word. So strong that it compels justification. The truth of the matter was that Clarence experimented. He gave his most dazzling work in the sixties and seventies. Listen to them today \u2013 \u201cMalata Bambareku Se\u201d (which won praise from no less a figure than Amaradeva), \u201cWana Dewu Liya\u201d (the first Brazilian-styled \u201cbassa nova\u201d song composed here), \u201cMage Palpatha\u201d, and \u201cRenin Piyabanna Akasaye\u201d \u2013 and you will understand why they are loved even today: with their enviable fusion of West and East, and their almost iconoclastic, bold chords, they were meant to be grasped at once. In other words, the main reason why they became popular wasn\u2019t their lyrics, but their orchestration.<\/p>\n

That was why, tragically enough, he was accused (by commission or omission) of ruining and contorting our music. A ridiculous complaint, because he brought the West to our country without forsaking his roots. He went for (among others) the bera padaya and proved that with effort and research, you could redefine tradition to suit what was contemporary. There\u2019s a polite term for that: fusion. But that hardly captures the versatility behind what Clarence did.<\/p>\n

Which is why he needed to enter the film industry. H. D. Premaratne may have seen the kind of rebel he wanted in the man. And so, for his debut Sikuruliya, Clarence was taken. I believe Sikuruliya became more popular, and hence acclaim-worthy, because of its score: filled as it is by melodies that interweave the popular and the traditional (\u201cWasanthaye Mal Kekulai\u201d, to give one example, wasn\u2019t the conventional village damsel song resorted to by filmmakers before, but had a refreshing, pop quality to it), it ensured box-office dividends for Premaratne.<\/p>\n

Courtesy:Daily News<\/em><\/p>\n

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