
Why is Elgar’s “Mina” so gut-wrenching
Today I’ve come across Elgar, whom I’ve rarely listened to; I’ve suddenly come across a miniature piece he wrote a year before his death. It was dedicated to his dog, both having the same name: “Mina”.
Then I started to listen to it, and suddenly I felt somber and anguished. It was very simple but effective. And don’t get me wrong, I’ve listened to many works that can be considered depressing, like Mozart’s Requiem, Berg’s Violin Concerto, Tchaikovsky’s 4 and 6, and many more; I’ve even composed some, but this was very different. It wasn’t trying to be lamentful, but it was, very.
I’ve also learned that he completely quit composing after his wife died, which made everything even more depressing.