Wednesday, 29 June 2011

A Coventry Carol: Pageant of the Shearmen & the Tailor.

Beautiful, surviving mediaeval glass - St Michael's Coventry.


Coventry lies in a hollow in the heart of England. This was once one of our magnificent mediaeval cities until Luftwaffe incendiary bombs ravaged it on the night of November 14th 1940 which led to the post WWII brutalist concrete that followed.  It is certain that some detective work needs to be done yet there within the parameter of its mostly diminished City walls, exists some true treasures of this once- glorious 'manifest of the mediaeval'.

Once, Coventry was a clearing within the vast ancient Forest of Arden, emerging from its Anglo-Saxon beginnings to become the fourth largest Mediaeval City in England. We can associate Coventry with the legend of Godiva, Edward the Black Prince, the soaring spires of its ancient Churches, A Mediaeval Carol, Bicycles, Motorbikes, motor-cars and the post-modernist art that lies within its new Cathedral.

Countess Godiva (Old English: Godifu - God gift) was wife to Leofric. He was made Earl due to the pious deed of founding the monastery of St Mary’s in Coventry. Godiva famously rode the streets naked astride a horse as a public protest to her husband's heavy taxation. He vowed to change this should she ride naked through the Coventry streets. She did, all eye's averted that is, except for the peeping Tom! Of course this probably derives from the oral narrative of story-telling tradition which was endemic in pre-conquest England. This representation of Countess Godiva is in the exceptionally lovely Mediaeval Merchant's Guildhall. This is one of England's finest Guildhalls' of this date and we are thankful for the guildhall's survival from aerial incendiary attack on November 14th 1940.


     Countess Godiva with her tits out: Coventry Guildhall.


Coventry also lays claim as being home to Edward of Woodstock, the Black Prince and Son of Edward III. Coventry’s motto, Camera Principis (Latin: The Princes’ Chamber), relates to this. The Black Prince (born at Woodstock, Oxfordshire on June 15 1330) actually lived at Wallingford Castle, Oxfordshire, and is believed to have spent much time at Cheylesmore Manor; a house that still survives in central Coventry. The Black prince epitomises the age of chivalry (Chivalry from the French Chauvaux) after fighting at Poitiers, Cre'cy, Limoges and Caen. Edward died on 8 June 1376, a year before his father, and was the first Prince of Wales not to become King of England. Edward the Black Prince was also one of the first princes' of Wales and the familiar white plumes are immortalised in a stained-glass window.


 The Black Prince                                                              The Guildhall - Coventry.

From the early Priory of St Mary's, Coventry developed with further monastial instituations and the Cathedral scale parish churches of St Michael & Holy Trinity. Coventry was a successful Mediaeval city famed for its weaving and textiles and in particular Coventry 'Blue Cloth'. The expression 'True Blue' is derived from this quality cloth.


True Blue: Coventry Holy Trinity. The central chancel crossing vaulting; ribs, tiercerons and liernes against the Victorian Turquoise and stars of exquisite gold.

Another expression is derived from the city: 'being sent to Coventry'. The origins of this comes from the English Civil War. In 1648, Cromwell sent many Scottish Royalist soldiers to be confined within the church of St John's in Coventry. These soldiers were excercised in the city streets and shunned by Coventry's locals; this was a parlimantarian place which lead to the familar saying.


Blitzed: Fire-scorched St Michael's - typical 1600's skullery.


Architecturally, there are many treasures to be found in Coventry: the early ruins of St Mary's priory, fragments of the mediaeval city wall and gates, timbered streets in the Cathedral vicinity, mediaeval almshouse/hospitals and the fire-scorched ruin of the Cathedral Church of St Michael with its intact tower containing a magnificent 32cwt ring of twelve bells cast by Gillett and Johnson of Croydon in 1927. The new Cathedral (Architect -Basil Spence) reminds me a little of my 1960's school assembly hall. A brute of post-modernist void yet I confess to adoring the treasures of art that lie within.


Graham Sutherland: Christ in majesty, Coventry Cathedral
(the largest tapestry of its time)


Coventry Cathedral - Glass by John Piper (detail).


For Monty, Coventry's enduring legacy is the 'Coventry Carol'. This beautiful survival of verse is not a Christmas Carol but derived from Mediaeval Corpus Christi mystery plays (performed around Easter-time); this one being ‘The pageant of the Shearmen & the Tailor’. The oldest known text of this is dated 1591 and scribed by a Robert Croo. It is rare in that it is a terpsichore; each verse ending on a major from its minor key.  It is also an uncomfortable tale within its lyrics describing the story of King Herod slaughtering newborn male children (Matthew 2:16).


Fords Hospital remains an Almshouse. A WWII bomb fell onto this ancient building killing many people. The building is testament to the continuing survival of Coventry and the care towards these buildings.






Coventry: St Michael's ruins.


Coventry has also been the home to bicycle and car manufacture which derived from the sewing-machine factories. As 1980 arrived, Coventry saw itself placed on the music map with the Ska revival 2-Tone label ‘The Specials’ capturing the economic mood of the times with 'Ghost town'. God's own Garage band 'The Primitives' also momentarily propelled Coventry into the cool Indie consciousness in the late 80's.


The Coventry Carol:

The Primitives - Thru the Flowers:


The Specials - Ghost town (Glastonbury 2009 footage):


The Coventry Blitz Documentary (part I):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qu_vHs8fnvw


Bicycles, glorious Coventry bicycles!!!





Photography & text by Monty Trumpington 2011. edited by Mr L G Thompson.










Thursday, 9 June 2011

Aldeburgh: Britten's legacy.

"I hear those voices that will not be drowned"





Curious painted Villas' stand facing the sea, their picture windows thrown open to capture the bracing North Sea winds and the sound of the shifting shingle shore. Salt worn shacks proffer their sea-food treats and Gull's swoon predatory over strewn fishing nets and those brave enough to walk openly with food. This is Aldeburgh (Old Fort,) an area of outstanding natural beauty (ANOB) which has been immortalised in Benjamin Britten's opera 'Peter Grimes'.






It is the A1094 that will take you to Aldeburgh, through the beautiful Suffolk landscape and curiously named Anglo-Saxon village’s resplendent with their village greens appearing little unchanged since that time. Heath, woodland and characterful houses surrounded by their moats evoke the beautiful writings of Roger Deakin who lived in and loved this part of England.

It is, of course, Benjamin Britten who made Aldeburgh his home and subsequently famous for its annual music festival in nearby Snape (The Maltings) which he, along with singer Peter Pears and librettist Eric Crozier, founded in 1948. Britten settled here with his partner, the Opera singer Peter Pears in 1947 and the sound of the sea can be prominently heard in Britten’s work. He set about making Aldeburgh a home to music with the instigating of the music festival. Both Britten and Pears are buried 'side by side' in the parish graveyard of SS Peter and Paul church. A memorial window created by artist John Piper can be found here. http://www.aldeburgh.co.uk/

Aldeburgh: Heath and wild flowers greet the shingle shore.

 The charm of Aldeburgh is the shoreline and wild flowers. Winter lilac and swathes of fennel dominate and stand proud. The 16th Century 'Moot hall' appears foreign in its isolated positioning with its late mediaeval architecture on the sea-edge. To the south stands a Martello tower and a converted windmill; architectural follies in the maritime. We must remind ourselves that this is also where great ships were once built. Francis Drake's 'Greyhound & Golden Hind' were made here in Aldeburgh.
 






Aldeburgh High Street is home to a handful of galleries, of sorts; mostly 'daubs' yet the Peter Pears gallery is more notable. The visitor will come to discover Aldeburgh’s famed 'Fish & Chip' shops. These two shops have been owned by the same family since the 1970's and are widely known to be the very best on the east coast, should such a thing exist.

Aldeburgh’s only drawback is that it attracts hordes of pretentious middle-classes posing with designer pushchairs and threatening their children with the 'naughty-step' and a visit from Gary Glitter (sic - comment by Mr. L Thompson). Let this not deter you, they drive back to the 'home counties' by tea-time and leave us to the ghost of Peter Grimes and the haunting sound of Britten, miasma-like in the wind and crash of wave.





To the north of Aldeburgh stands 'the scallop’, a work by Suffolk artist Maggie Hambling (2003) which stands amid the shingle. It’s fan shaped metal shell akin to a WWII listening device. It carries the Peter Grimes line "I hear those voices that will not be drowned". Imposing and controversial for this very reason, it appears an appropriate gesture to the great place.



The Scallop (2003) Maggie Hambling.




Aldeburgh is indeed a treasure. I find myself contently coming to spend a week in winter here. It is all about the wind, sea and the music of Benjamin Britten. Enjoy and treasure this truly special place.


Monty Trumpington. June 2011.



A link to a short piece of film by make space film company: