Dimitrie Cuclin - Music

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Cuclin created a symphonic corpus containing 20 symphonies, and he was a representative of the monumental in symphonic writing. Some of his symphonies last the length of a whole symphonic concert (the twelfth, which is the longest, lasts 6 hours). Cuclin also composed 6 operas:

  • Soria (1911)
  • Ad majorem feminae gloriam (1915)
  • Trajan and Dochia (1921)
  • Agamemnon (1922)
  • Bellerophon (1925)
  • Meleagridele (1958)

His Symphonies : No 1 (1910), No 2 (1938) subtitled Triumph of the Peoples Union, No 3 (1942), No 4 (1944), No 5 (1947) with soloists & chorus, No 6 (1948), No 7 (1948), No 8 1948, No 9 (1949), No 10 (1949) with chorus, No 11 (1950), No 12 (1951) with soloists & chorus, No 13 (1951), No 14 (1952), No 15 (1954), No 16 (1959) Triumph of Peace, No 17 (1965), No 18 (1967), No 19 (1971), no 20 (1972). He also composed a Violin Concerto (1920), a Piano Concerto (1939,Clarinet Concerto (1968), Rumanian Dances for Orchestra (1961), 3 String Quartets & numerous other chamber, piano pieces, sacred choruses & songs. A detailed list of his works & bibliography is contained in Viorel Cosma's "Muzicieni romani" (Bucharest 1970).

He is also the author of a ballet, Tragedy in the forest (1962). In addition to these, Cuclin composed sonatas, madrigals, melodies of folkloric inspiration, etc. As a composer, Cuclin is an exponent of the French school, following the line of César Franck and Vincent D’Indy.

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