Pelle Gudmundsen-Holmgreen passed on yesterday. It’s still a little hard to fathom. Until recently he was still his vital, present self – attending all manner of concerts, discussing them, and cycling home when the day was done. A little like a parent that one imagines will always be there.
I’ve very much appreciated his presence during the twelve years that I’ve lived in Denmark. Open, curious, direct. A unique figure within Danish music life. A unique figure within music.
An encouraging figure. He found a way of standing his ground even when feeling overwhelmed by the greats of music history (Bach, for example), or general currents within contemporary (Danish) music: something he passed on to the younger generations of composers.
I think of his presence as a person as much as I think of the many wonderful pieces he composed: Choral music like no other in From the Natural World with ARS NOVA in Garnisonskirken, or the orchestral chords that open movement VIII of his Plateaux pour piano et orchestre – aural images that I carry with me all the time.
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