Muthuswami Dikshitar - His Music

His Music

Carnatic music
Concepts
  • Sruti
  • Swara
  • Raga
  • Tala
  • Melakarta
  • Asampurna Melakarta
Compositions
  • Varnam
  • Kriti
  • Geetham
  • Swarajati
  • Ragam Thanam Pallavi
  • Thillana
Instruments
Melody
Vocals
Saraswati veena
Venu
Violin
Chitra veena
Nadaswaram
Mandolin
Jaltarang
Rhythm
Mridangam
Ghatam
Morsing
Kanjira
Thavil
Drone
Tambura
Shruti box
  • Composers
  • Glossary

According to legend, his guru asked Muthuswami to visit Tiruttani (a temple town near Chennai). There, while he was immersed deep in meditation, an old man appeared and asked him to open his mouth. He dropped sugar candy into his mouth and disappeared. As he opened his mouth, he had a vision of the deity Muruga and Dikshitar burst forth into his first composition "Shri Nathadi Guruguho" in the raga Mayamalavagowla.

This song addressed the Lord (and/or the guru) in the first declension in Sanskrit. Dikshitar later composed kritis in all the eight declensions on the Lord. These are mostly with epithets glorifying the guru and have very few references to Lord Muruga or specifically to the deity in the saguna form, as at Thiruthani.

He then went on a pilgrimage visiting and composing at the temples at Kanchi, Tiruvannamalai, Chidambaram, Tirupathi and Kalahasthi, before returning to Tiruvarur.

Muthuswami Dikshitar attained mastery over the Veena, and the influence of Veena playing is evident in his compositions, particularly the gamakas. In his kriti Balagopal, he introduces himself as a vaiNika gAyaka, "a player of the veeNA". He experimented with the violin, and among his disciples, Vadivelu of the Thanjavur Quartet, and his brother Baluswami Dikshitar pioneered the use of violin in Carnatic music, now an integral part of most Carnatic ensembles.

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