A short tale about musical instruments. Topic: “Tales about musical instruments

Shock family

The musician entered the house with a large box and took out a bell, spoons with bells, rattles, a bell and a drum. He put them on the table and said:

Tomorrow is my son's birthday and you will all come in handy.

Night fell, and suddenly rattles began to crackle in the silence:

Fuck-fuck-fuck. I wonder which of us the birthday boy will choose?

The drumsticks jumped up and beat out a short roll on the drum.

Tram-there-there! What kind of instrument is this - ratchets?! Wooden planks attached to a cord. There is a lot of cod, but no music. Of course the boy will choose the drum. He will be able to march and dance to my fight.

Ding-thump, ding-thump, - the bell rang with small metal plates attached to its round rim.

From you, drum, there is only a beat, and when they knock on me with a palm, the chime of cymbals is added to the beat. I'm best suited for dancing.

Ding-dong! - the bell rang. - And I can ring cheerfully.

Tra-ta-ta, ding-ding-ding, - the spoons entered into the conversation. - You are mistaken if you think that spoons are not musical instruments. We are made from the most musical maple tree and can click very loudly, and the tinkling of bells decorates our music.

Don’t make noise, kids, give me and my master the drummer a rest,” the huge drum standing in the corner hummed angrily.

The musical instruments fell silent and fell asleep. They woke up from cheerful laughter and stomping. Children came to visit the boy. Their hands quickly took apart various musical instruments, and the fun began.

Fuck-fuck-fuck - the rattles were crackling.

Tram-there-there! - drumsticks beat.

Ding-thump, ding-thump, - the bell rejoiced.

Ding-dong! - the bell rang.

Tra-ta-ta, ding-ding-ding, - the spoons were talking.

Then the boy's father entered. He took his big drum and drumsticks, and loud drumming flew into the general fun.

Brothers, we all from the same family of percussion instruments, and we don’t need to argue,” the drum thundered.

Questions and tasks

Divide the children into groups and give each group one percussion instrument. Each group must use their musical instrument to come up with a funny message to the other children and play it. Children guess what this or that melody is talking about.

What sound of a percussion musical instrument from a fairy tale do you like the most and why?

How are percussion instruments different from string instruments?

Who do you think is the oldest and, conversely, the youngest in the family of percussion musical instruments?

Draw the percussion musical instruments from the fairy tale in the form of cheerful little men.

If the musical instruments from a fairy tale asked you to settle their dispute, what would you tell them?

Come up with your own funny names for different percussion musical instruments.

The Tale of Musical Instruments

A musical-themed conversation was held with the participation of music school students.

Every day, guys, you and I hear different sounds. But when we come to a concert, we hear musical sounds that are particularly beautiful and melodious.
Today young musicians have come to visit you to go with you on a journey to the Land of Musical Instruments, are you ready to hear?.. Let’s close our eyes. I say the magic words: “Tili-tili, tili, bom. Let's open our album."

The first city we came to is the City Keyboard musical instruments. Pianos and grand pianos live in this city
They called them keyboards because they have keys. When you press a key, a hammer strikes a special string inside the instrument.
The piano is used to perform music in large concert halls.

He stands on three legs
Legs in black boots
White teeth, pedal
And his name is (ROYAL)

But the instrument that is played in class and at home
...there has been one name for a long time,
Don't forget - piano - it's pronounced
Forte means loud. Learn it, don't be lazy
And piano means quiet. You're a friend, remember
If you washed your hands under the tap, go to the piano

Accordion

And on this instrument - on one side there are buttons, and on the other -
the keys are like on a piano.

But for them all to play,
So that the song is not bad,
The furs need to be stretched.

Signor accordion sounds,
He has a temperament that is not timid
The sounds are melodious, loud,
They are solemn and beautiful

played by Eliseeva Melania

Let's go to the next city - this is the cityStringed musical instruments. In this city live instruments that have strings. But they have different sounds.

Violin
In the symphony orchestra
Her voice is the most important
The most tender and melodious,
As long as you draw the bow smoothly.
Trembling, high voice
We will find out without error.
Name it guys
magical tool... VIOLIN.

This young performer
I am familiar with musical notation.
And along gentle thin strings
He moves with a small bow.

Balalaika
And here is the next tool asking you its riddle:

I don’t dare boast about myself,
I only have three strings!
But I work hard, I'm not lazy.
I'm mischievous... BALALAYKA.

The balalaika player is coming,
carries a balalaika
Three strings will ring,
Everyone around will be cheered up

Guitar .

This string instrument
Will sound at any moment
And on stage in the best hall
And on a camping trip

Six-string alien
Romantic Spanish girl
This sonorous instrument
They love the bard, the soldier, the student,
And Honored Artist,
And a loaded tourist.

Played by Polina Basova.

Bandura

And now an instrument will sound that has more than 60 strings, and each string is fraught with a magical sound. This instrument is a bandura and is called the “silver strings of Ukraine.”

Next city – City Wind musical instruments. In this city live: trumpet, flute, clarinet, saxophone. Why do you think these musical instruments were called wind instruments? (Because you need to blow into them). And the air makes these instruments sound.

Pipe

Trumpet is a wind instrument,
Copper, so shiny.
To play a cheerful melody,
You have to blow into it and press the buttons.

Played by Nurmukhamedov Ramil.

Vocal ensemble

In ancient times, people did not know how to sing because they did not know how to rejoice. “Heaven, teach people to rejoice,” the Earth once asked. And then a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky, and its seven multi-colored arcs turned into seven multi-colored notes. The notes wove into funny songs and flew around the Earth. The birds were the first to pick up the songs. And then people learned to sing.

Together with the song you can be happy, you can be sad, or you can learn something new

There is one school here,
You can always hear music in it.
They learn to play with a bow there,
Write notes in notebooks.

The choir is singing there, the orchestra is playing.
There's someone there sometimes strumming,
And sometimes there is a creak,
And the false notes are in a noisy system.

They study magic there -
It doesn't come easy
But the fairy of Music flies
And he helps everyone in their studies.

So our journey through the Land of Musical Instruments has come to an end.

Did you like it in the Land of Music? Do you want to be not only guests, but also residents of this country?
Then you need to study music, try to learn more about it, learn to play a musical instrument. To do this you need to be very patient, persistent, persistent.
Come to study at a music school and you will learn a lot of interesting things about music. Goodbye, see you again!

She accompanies him all his life, starting with his mother’s lullabies. Music arose a long time ago - who does not know Orpheus, who descended into the underworld for his beloved and so captivated Hades and Persephone with his singing and playing the lyre that they released Eurydice to earth? The plot from the myths of Ancient Greece, which is already several thousand years old, only says that music, like musicians, has existed since time immemorial, as well as epics and fairy tales about music.

Keepers of History

In ancient times, musicians, at least truly talented ones, were as legendary personalities as epic heroes. Stories about them were passed on from mouth to mouth, forming tales and legends. And thanks to the song creators themselves, such as the well-known Boyan, who is narrated in “The Tale of Igor’s Campaign,” the names of heroes from those ancient times have come down to us. After all, musicians often accompanied heroes on their campaigns in order to delight their ears in moments of calm, raise their morale before attacks, and then capture their exploits in their songs.

Russian epics about musicians

Tales about music and musicians arose, as has been said, a very long time ago. The above-mentioned Orpheus, as well as the golden-haired lyre player Apollo, as well as the god Pan, who played the pipe, are heroes of the myths of Ancient Greece, which existed three thousand years BC. Our folklore tells about later times - the end of the 11th - beginning of the 12th centuries. Russian epics and fairy tales about music tell, for example, about Sadko, the legendary Novgorod merchant, traveler and guslar.

Legendary Sadko

Based on these epics, the Soviet folklorist writer A. N. Nechaev wrote a wonderful story, the meaning of which, like the epic itself, is to state the fact that the wonderful art of the singer and guslar Sadko turned out to be stronger than power and wealth. According to the plot of this tale, the poor guslar fell in love with Vodyanoy, the owner of Lake Ilmen, for his singing and playing, and he made Sadko rich and noble. There are other stories about this character, but in all of them, because of the playing of the guslar, he starts dancing so violently that a storm arises on the sea-ocean, and ships begin to sink. The magical power of music works all sorts of miracles.

The first songbooks of Rus'

Thanks to epics, we know the names of the instruments used by ancient musicians and buffoons. These include domra, spoons and pipes, balalaika, bells and zhaleika, gusli, rattle and bagpipes, as well as button accordion, box and Bylinas tell about the first Russian musicians, the most famous of whom were Boyan, Sadko and buffoons. The time of origin and existence of these works of folk art is the 11th-12th centuries, the Middle Ages. Boyan glorifies Yaroslav the Wise; Sadko lived during the heyday of Veliky Novgorod and the decline in the role of Kyiv, that is, almost in the same period. The most ancient Russian musicians and buffoon songwriters, bearers of synthetic art, from which not only music arose, but theater and circus, are mentioned in The Tale of Bygone Years. It also talks about the hatred of the church towards them, under whose pressure and insistence they ceased to exist in the 17th century.

The Brothers Grimm about music and musicians

In world literature, tales about music and musicians occupy a special place. The most famous foreign work in our country is the fairy tale “The Town Musicians of Bremen” by the brothers Wilhelm and Jacob Grimm. This is not even fame, but popular love. It arose thanks to the animated film of the same name and its sequel, which were released on the country's screens in 1969 and 1973, respectively.

The German fairy tale tells about essentially the same buffoons moving from city to city and amusing the audience not only with singing, but also with circus acts, dances, and theatrical sketches. These famous German storytellers penned several more sketches about music and musicians: “The Eccentric Musician” (a fairy tale also known as “The Extraordinary Musician” or “The Wonderful Musician”) and “The Singing Bone” - a sad story about the gullibility and insecurity of goodness, about black envy and betrayal, but also about inevitable retribution.

Musical tales of H. H. Andersen

The fairy tale about music “The Nightingale” by the most revered author in this genre, Hans Christian Andersen, is world famous. This long and philosophical tale tells about imaginary and true values. The main characters are the Chinese emperor and the nightingale, who was expelled from the palace as soon as a parcel with a golden artificial bird arrived from Japan, but returned and drove away Death, who came for the emperor, with his singing. The meaning of the work is that live music, in which there is a soul, cannot be replaced by anything, even the most skillful mechanics. There is also a fairy tale about music, “The Bell,” which tells about the search for an unknown bell, the sounds of which “grab straight to the heart.”

Magic pipe

Every nation has its own fairy tales and stories about music. Examples include the Belarusian fairy tale “Musician-Sorcerer”, or the Karelian “Matti the Merry Man”, or the Kazakh fairy tale “Master Ali”, which tells about the emergence of the national. Famous and often reproduced stories include the medieval church legend about a simple “dudar”, who saves the city from hordes of rats. This plot is mentioned both in Selma Lagerlöf’s beloved fairy tale “The Wonderful Journey of Nils...” and in the wonderful poem by Robert Browning “The Flutist from Gammeln”, known in the translation by S. Ya. Marshak.

Russian fairy tales about music

And there are simply countless fairy tales, stories, poems and poems dedicated to music and created by Russian authors. Among the classical works, besides “Sadko”, one can name “Gusli-Samoguda” or “The Shepherd’s Pipe”. A wonderful fairy tale about the music “Gusli-samoguda”, arranged by A. N. Afanasyev, tells about Ivan, who became a king thanks to the magic harp. Another Ivanushka from “The Magic Pipe” punished the greedy owners who did not want to pay him money for a job well done, which a miraculous musical instrument helped him do.

Russian classics about music

Stories about music, musicians and their instruments were written by many famous Russian writers - Lev Tolstoy (“The Heart of a Musician”), A. P. Chekhov (“Double Bass and Flute”), K. G. Paustovsky (“The Old Cook” (about Mozart) , “Musical Canary”, “Basket with Fir Cones” (about Grieg)), V. V. Bianchi (“Who sings with what?”). The story “The Blind Musician” by V. G. Korolenko, published in 1886, tells about the limitless power of music, which can make a boy blind from birth a happy and full-fledged member of society. There are several wonderful stories about music by the Russian writer Evgeny Permyak: “For all the colors of the rainbow”, “The Shepherd and the Violin”, “A Thin String” and “The Happy Trumpet”.

Modern tales about music

The fairy tale on the theme of music has not died, but continues to live in our time, because it is best to introduce children to the world of music in a more familiar and accessible form. An example is the wonderful modern work of this genre about musical instruments “As if it weren’t so.” Or a fairy tale about the music of the wonderful children's writer V. A. Levshin “The Little Sorceress”. It’s definitely worth introducing your children to the works of these writers. And modern children's writer Tatyana Domarenok writes wonderful fairy tales about music for kids. Here are some of them: “Holy Music”, “Musical Key”, “Divine Violin” and many others. A wonderful work dedicated to the topic we are considering was written by the Soviet writer Semyon Garin (“Singing Friends”). One cannot ignore the wonderful tales about music that V. Sukhomlinsky wrote. These are “Music of Spring Meadows”, and “Child of the Sun”, and “Forest Twilight”, and “Grasshopper-Musician”, and others.

Little-known fairy tales of the peoples of the world

Now on the Internet there are many interesting collections of modern fairy tales about music, notes, instruments and everything, everything, everything that relates to the world of music. Some little-known folk tales of the peoples of the world about music are also listed there. For example, "The Magic Harp". This Burmese folk tale tells the story of the unfortunate orphan Maung Sita and how he healed the queen with his music. The Algerian folk tale “The Wonderful Lute” also talks about the saving power of music. The Altai fairy tale “Little Rystu” tells the story of a boy who transforms the sounds of nature into beautiful music. He was happy free and almost died at the khan's. The same sounds of nature saved him from death.

Fairytale box

The most comprehensive information on this topic and, probably, all the fairy tales and poems about music existing in the world are collected in the wonderful book “The Magic World of Music.” It lists all the authors - both domestic and foreign - who have ever written something about this type of art. Among the most beautiful fairy tales, I would like to especially highlight the following: “The Chongurist” (Georgia), “McCrimmons’ Silver Pipe” (Scotland), “The Bird Embroiderer” (Greece), “The Queen of the Mountains” and “The Sokolov Guitar” (gypsy legends). Although, of course, all the fairy tales, legends, songs and legends of the peoples of the world about music deserve attention.

A fairy tale about a musical instrument for older children: Sweet-voiced Guitar.

Epigraph.
Listen, the whole world is singing - rustling, whistling and chirping.
Music lives in everything! Her world is magical!
Mikhail Plyatskovsky.

Whether it happened or not, no one will remember for sure. But people say that in ancient times, in a kingdom far away, there lived a very beautiful princess. The young girl's name was Guitarina. She was slender, well-mannered and had a gentle character. Her long, straight, light brown hair shone in the sun like golden threads. In addition, the young princess knew how to sing songs from early childhood, so touching, melodious, so divine. That the young men who heard her voice immediately fell in love with her. But the girl's heart was free. The king's father doted on his daughter.
One day, an amazingly handsome young man came to the kingdom. It was a young prince from a neighboring kingdom. At this very time, Princess Guitarina asked the king to take a little walk along the streets of her beloved kingdom. The young people found themselves on one of the narrow streets of the ancient city. As soon as the young people’s eyes met, at that same moment lightning flashed in the clear sky. They stood and looked at each other in surprise.
- God, what a handsome young man? - thought Guitarina.
- Have I never seen such a beautiful girl in my life? - thought the prince.
They stood motionless for a long time, not daring to speak. And then Guitarina began to sing a song. Her voice amazed the young man, but the song seemed familiar to him. It was this song that his mother sang to the little prince. Without wasting a minute, the prince began to sing along with the young beauty. Their voices merged together and spread throughout the kingdom. The inhabitants of the kingdom were shocked by the beauty of the sound of the melody. People enjoyed their beautiful singing. The voice of the young people was so harmonious and pure that it seemed to the inhabitants of the kingdom that an orchestra of musical instruments was accompanying them somewhere nearby.

The girl’s father, King Zlatoslav, also heard about this diva. He immediately ordered his court servants to bring these wonderful musicians to the palace. Imagine his surprise when his beloved daughter Guitarina and an unknown young man were brought to the palace. The young man introduced himself and said his name.
- I am the prince of the neighboring state of Vigoria. My name is Dian.
At that very moment the king's face fell in surprise. The fact is that for 15 years now the neighboring kingdoms have been at enmity with each other. And the king of Vigoria, Frederick, Diana's father, was Zlatoslav's sworn enemy.
“What do you need in our state?” the king asked in a stern tone.
- I came to see your state, but today I met my fate.
“It seems to me that I fell in love, fell in love selflessly and for the rest of my life,” said the young prince.
- So who is she your chosen one? – the king asked impatiently. - This is the girl who has settled in my heart forever! - and the prince pointed his hand at Guitarina, who also fell unconsciously in love with the overseas guest.
“This will never happen,” King Zlatoslav said sharply and stamped his foot. There is no way I will bless my daughter with the son of my blood enemy. And I ask you, young prince, to immediately leave the aisles of our state. The unfortunate lover had to leave for his castle without a sip.
Days passed, months passed, but the poor young man was bored and suffering, refusing to eat. He remembered his beloved’s eyes, her divine voice. He felt sad in his soul. The young man sought solace in the Garden of Eden, in which trees of extraordinary beauty grew. Dian walked along the alleys and looked at the tree trunks. And everything around him reminded him of her. About his beloved Guitarina. And now it suddenly seemed to him that the trunk of a young tree resembled the slender figure of a girl. And the golden foliage resembles her long light brown hair. And then Dian decided, so that this would not happen, to sculpt a statue of his beloved girl. He cut down the beautiful Alder tree with his own hands and carefully took it to the palace.
For three months the prince did not leave the workshop. He carefully polished and varnished the wooden pieces. And when the work was already coming to an end, Dian saw the graceful and fragile figure of his beloved. Instead of Guitarina's beautiful long hair, the prince took golden strings and stretched them across the entire length of the sculpture.
Dian tenderly took her in his arms and stroked her golden hair. And at that very moment, lovely music flowed through the castle, which was like two peas in a pod like the voice of his beloved Guitarina. The prince did not let go of the instrument from his hands. He enjoyed and was touched by the beauty of the sound of the melody. And when the subjects of the state came running to this magical music and asked the young man what was in his hands? He said tenderly and reverently: This is my Guitar! From that time on, beautiful and divine music flowed from the windows of the castle throughout the entire area, day and night.
This is how a real miracle happened: only in the hands of an experienced craftsman with a loving heart did the wooden blank take on the form of a musical instrument capable of becoming an extension of the body, soul and voice of the beloved young princess.
And although many centuries have passed since then, the melody of the guitar amazes people with the beauty of its sound. And thanks to this particular musical instrument, you and I can imagine how beautiful Princess Guitarina’s voice was.

The mouse got out of the case and said:

- There's some kind of animal hiding there. Its body is rounded, with notches on the sides. The neck is long and narrow, and the head is curved, with two ears on each side.

So many ears? This animal probably has better hearing than a mouse,” said the mouse dad.

I forgot to say that the beast has iron veins stretched around its neck. And next to him lies a stick with hairs,” added the mouse.

Oh, will he really fight with his wand?! - exclaimed the mother mouse.

Let him try, I’ll... - Dad squeaked the mouse, but he was interrupted by the old clock.

Stupid mice. This is a violin, a musical instrument.

Then suddenly there was a click, the case opened, and everyone saw the violin.

She looked around and quietly rang:

- Hello, how long have I been sleeping? I hope you love music?

What is music? – asked the curious mouse.

How, you don’t know what music is? – the violin moaned.

“No, I don’t know, we don’t have music in the attic,” answered the mouse.

Music is when I sing and my strings ring. In general, you should listen to music, and not talk about it,” the violin explained excitedly.

Dear violin, play something for us. Let the mice hear real music at least once in their lives, the watch asked.

“Okay,” the violin rang and tensed, but nothing happened other than a quiet ringing. She tensed again, and again the faint ringing of strings was heard.

There’s nothing special about this music,” said the mother mouse, and everyone agreed with her.

They stopped paying attention to the violin, and it lay unhappy and silent. After a while the bow rustled quietly:

– Strings, why have you forgotten how to sing? Maybe you got sick or lost your music?

“We didn’t get sick,” the first string rang resentfully.

And they haven’t forgotten how to sing,” the second string responded.

By the way, the string was the first musical instrument. When the hunter released the drawn bowstring, it rang. This is how man first understood that music lives in a string,” the third string explained in detail.

It’s you, the bow, who got sick, weakened and lost the music,” the fourth string remarked caustically.

Not at all. I may be small and fragile, but within me I have the enormous power of music. The horsehair stretched over me even vibrates with impatience and the desire to extract the wonderful sounds of music,” the bow wheezed offendedly.

You are arguing in vain. “I think you are missing the most important thing - a person,” the clock creaked. – Only a person can revive you and make you sound.

However, only a person can turn me on,” the clock sighed.

Dear watch, let’s call the man,” the violin asked.

It’s useless, no one has come here for a long time,” the clock answered.

“I can’t live without music, let’s try,” the violin begged and began to ring quietly. The clock tried to swing the pendulum, its gears turned, and a single “bang” was heard. The closet door creaked and the mice squealed.

-Where are you taking me, granddaughter? At my age it’s hard to climb into attics.

Grandma, someone lives there. “I heard the noise, but I’m afraid to go alone,” answered the girl’s voice.

The door in the floor creaked, and the grandmother and granddaughter climbed into the dusty attic.

Oh, grandma, look, there’s a violin! Can she really play? What a small bow,” the girl chirped.

“This is my first children’s violin,” the old woman answered with a smile.

She took the violin in her hands, gently wiped it and tightened the pegs. Placing the violin on her shoulder, the old woman pressed her chin to it and waved her hand with the bow. Gentle crystal sounds scattered throughout the attic.

Grandma, this is real music,” the girl whispered admiringly.

Yes, this is real music, the clock responded.

“So that’s what music is,” the mice squeaked under the old sofa.

Since then, the strings and bow have been working together again. They teach a little girl to play the violin. Sometimes the grandmother picks up the violin, and the whole house is filled with the tender sounds of music that touches the heart.

Then the mice come down from the attic to listen to the violin singing. And the clock, which has now moved into the room, ticks edifyingly:

- Tick-tock, do you hear, tick-tock, this is music! It lives not only in the strings, bow or violin. Real music lives in a person.

Meet the guys. An instrument called Piano. This instrument has a very interesting history. Let's listen to what the piano has to say.

It all started with a bang. You could say it was the happiest blow of fate.

What kind of blow are you talking about, dear Piano?

Look!

The piano opened, flapping a huge black wing.

An amazing picture appeared before me! Wooden hammers play some kind of game with metal strings. There are a lot of them - both hammers and strings. With instant blows, like a prick, the hammers touch the strings and just as suddenly, as if in fright, they bounce back.

It seems as if they want to take the strings by surprise, appearing in the most unexpected places - sometimes alone, sometimes in groups. And the strings rumble from the frantic attacks of hammers, and cry, as if touched to the quick, and sing tenderly under gentle touches.

And they laugh, and rejoice, and are indignant, and sad, and sigh. . .

Why is all this wonderful, exciting game called Piano?

“My name,” the instrument explained, “comes from two Italian words: forte and piano.” In Russian I should be called Gromkotiho.

An offensively simple name for such a wonderful instrument! Yes, you deserve the most sonorous name in the world!

Well, they also call me Royal, which means royal.

Your Majesty! Let me ask you about your royal pedigree!

If you please. Three kinds of musical instruments crossed on me: the kind of Strings, the kind of Keyboards and the kind of Percussion. My direct predecessor, one might say, is my own father - the noble Harpsichord.

It reigned in the musical world in the 17th and 18th centuries. From the Harpsichord I inherited my appearance and my heart - the keyboard mechanism. True, the harpsichord's heart beat differently than mine: more dispassionately and restrainedly - from plucking the strings with feathers.

“A fairy tale about how smart and useful things became musical instruments.”

That was a long time ago. We lived and lived in a small village, in a wooden hut, with smart and useful things: wooden spoons, a ruble, a rattle. They lived in a large friendly family. From early morning until late evening, smart and useful things worked tirelessly together with their owners.

Wooden spoons We cooked cabbage soup and porridge in the kitchen, and then fed the whole family a delicious lunch.

Rubel- helped the mistress of the house wash and iron clothes so that everyone in the family was clean and tidy.

Horn- together with the owner of the house, early in the morning he drove a herd of cows and sheep into the meadow, and in the evening, with his loud voice, he called the entire herd home.

Ratchet– protected gardens and orchards from uninvited birds so that they would not spoil the harvest of fruits and berries. So they all lived together, for the time being.

One day, buffoons appeared in that village. This is how wandering artists, singers and musicians were called in ancient times in Rus'. The buffoons walked down the street singing a cheerful song. The whole village gathered to watch the cheerful performance of the buffoons. In the hands of the buffoons, musical instruments sang, rang, strummed and played. Were among them harp And balalaika. Smart and useful things remained at home, but even to them the sounds of lively music and cheerful songs of buffoons who amused the people could be heard. Soon evening came, and the buffoons asked to spend the night with the owners of the very hut in which smart and useful things lived. After dinner, when the guests and hosts fell asleep, things decided to talk to musical instruments.

“How do you live with your buffoon masters?” - the wooden spoons asked the musical instruments. “Life is fun,” answered the balalaika, a cheerful chatterbox. “We go everywhere, entertaining people with our sonorous songs.”

Here the harp entered the conversation: “For the songs and the merry dances, they love us in Rus'. Everywhere they meet and greet you. We bring joy to people with our music.”

"Oh!" - exclaimed the horn - “How we would also like to bring joy to all people.”

“So let's travel around the world with us. Together we will have even more fun and the music will sound better,” suggested the gusli and balalaika.

So they decided to turn smart and useful things into musical instruments, so as not only to bring benefits to people, but also to give them joy.

Since then, they have been traveling together as a big happy family. And their family began to be called - orchestra of Russian folk musical instruments. For a long time now, neither that village, nor the wooden hut, nor the buffoons have been in the world, but the music performed by Russian folk instruments continues to sound and bring joy to everyone who hears it.

Topic: “Symphonic fairy tale by S. Prokofiev Peter and the Wolf”

From a swamp overgrown with duckweed,

From the fields, from the forest hollow,

A melodious, kind fairy tale

I went down the musical paths.

To the plank house under the fir tree,

The path will lead you

They will tell about Peta and the Wolf,

Flute, horn, clarinet, and bassoon.

Hidden in sheet music pages

Glades, meadows and forests.

For every beast and bird

The flute will whistle like a bird,

The bassoon quacks like a duck,

And the evil, despicable wolf,

Horns will replace

However, why rush?

This fairy tale is yours, take it,

Magic doors - pages,

Open it quickly.

In 1936, S. Prokofiev composed a fairy tale, which is designed to help children get acquainted with the timbres of a symphony orchestra.

Symphonic tales have already been found in Russian classical music. But Prokofiev's tale was radically different. Firstly, the composer did not turn to folklore sources, but composed the plot of the fairy tale himself. And its main character is a completely modern boy, Petya.

Secondly, this is not easy music for a symphony orchestra. This is music with lyrics. Music and recitation here act alternately: first the artist reads the text, and then the music sounds. Prokofiev's tale is a kind of fascinating guide to the symphony orchestra.

Each character in this tale is depicted in the orchestra with his own instrument: the Bird - with a flute, the duck - with an oboe, the cat - with a staccato clarinet in a low register, the grandfather - with a bassoon, the Wolf - with three horns, Petya - with a string quartet, the hunters' shots - with timpani and a large drum.

S. Prokofiev's music picturesquely depicts the carefree chirping of a bird, the clumsy movements of a duck waddling from side to side and its quack, the insinuating gait and cutesy movements of a cat, the gloomy image of a hungry Wolf.

The first performance of this tale took place at a festive afternoon concert for children, organized by the Moscow Philharmonic on May 2, 1936, with the orchestra conducted by the author. The symphonic fairy tale "Peter and the Wolf" has become incredibly popular all over the world.

Topic: “Fairy-tale stories in music”

There is a green oak near the Lukomorye,

Golden chain on the oak tree

Day and night the cat is a scientist

Everything goes around and around in a chain.

He goes to the left, the song starts,

To the right, he’s telling a fairy tale...

What do you think we will talk about today? What are your favorite fairy tales and fairy-tale characters?

Have you ever wondered why we love fairy tales? What captivates us about them? Of course, first of all, the plot is of interest. Reality is intertwined with fable, the real with the magical, and is so masterfully mixed that the listener ceases to feel the real and is transported into the world that appears before him. A wise fairy tale will tell you how to live and how not to live, laugh at evil and will certainly show goodness in all its bright grandeur. A folk tale helps to live and even teaches how to live. Much depends on who is telling the story. Some storytellers have a smooth and drawling manner of speaking, others have a kind and cheerful style, but all folk storytellers are distinguished by their musicality. The musicality of the Russian fairy tale and the poetry of its images attract many Russian writers, poets, musicians and even painters. Unique paintings based on Russian folk tales were written by Viktor Mikhailovich Vasnetsov: “Alyonushka ‘Bogatyri’”, “Ivan the Tsarevich on the Gray Wolf”.

And Mikhail Aleksandrovich Vrubel wrote many of his paintings under the direct influence of the music of Rimsky-Korsakov’s fairy tales. Of course, the musicality of Russian fairy tales especially attracted composers to them.

Not a single Russian composer has passed by these fertile subjects in his work. Who can be found in the works of Russian composers? Of course - Babu Yaga, Koshchei the Immortal, Chernomor, the Nutcracker, the mermaid, the goblin, the sorcerer, the gray wolf, etc.

Let us turn specifically to some image, for example, Baba Yaga. What do you know about this fabulous creature? This is a negative, evil image. She is cruel, heartless, ugly. When she flies over high mountains and forests, her flight is accompanied by strange noises, howls and whistles. She rushes through the air like a whirlwind, striking fear and terror into people and animals.

Her image was captured by P.I. Tchaikovsky in a piano piece called “Baba Yaga”. This play depicts a grumpy Baba Yaga, she angrily waves her stick, screams and threatens with a bony finger, and looks with an angry “prickly” gaze.

It is interesting to compare the musical image of Baba Yaga, created by M. P. Mussorgsky, with P.I. Tchaikovsky’s play. The play in which Mussorgsky portrays Baba Yaga is called “The Hut on Chicken Legs”; this piece is part of a cycle of piano pieces with the general title “Pictures at an Exhibition”. This cycle was written under the impression of visiting the exhibition of the artist and friend M. Hartmann. Hartmann's painting depicts an ancient clock made in the form of a fairy-tale Russian hut on chicken legs. The play is written in three parts. In the extreme parts it is depicted as Baba Yaga angrily knocking with his stick, then sits in the mortar and flies with noise and whistle over the forest. The middle part depicts a mysterious, fairy-tale forest, the hut of Baba Yaga, which is located in a remote, impenetrable thicket. The sun barely penetrates through the thick, weakly swaying foliage, its rays dimly illuminate the gloomy forest wilds. And from the hut the low, rough voice of Baba Yaga is muffled.

Indeed, many Russian composers turned to fairy tales in their work. The famous composer N.A. Rimsky-Korsakov was inspired by A.S. Pushkin’s fairy tale to create the opera “The Tale of Tsar Saltan...”

There are three miracles in the fairy tale by A.S. Pushkin and in the opera by N.A. Rimsky-Korsakov that surprise the heroes of the fairy tale themselves. Let's remember them? (The miracle of the Squirrel, gnawing golden nuts and taking out emerald kernels from them, the miracle of thirty-three heroes emerging from the sea to protect the capital of King Guidon. And - the most important thing - the miracle of the unprecedented beauty of the Swan Princess). Each miracle has its own musical theme - a bright picture, only painted not with paints, but with musical sounds and with the help of musical instruments.

Now, show your creative imagination. Imagine that you are composers! You need to depict the flight of a bumblebee, what musical instruments and means of musical expression would you use? Well done! Real composers!

Now listen to how the wonderful Russian composer and storyteller N.A. Rimsky-Korsakov depicted the “flight of the bumblebee” in his musical work.

Topic: “Animals, birds and fish in music. Musical Zoo.

Today I suggest you go to the zoo. Want to? Who can you see there? I hasten to please you that today there will be a real carnival at the zoo. Let's remember that carnival is a holiday at which everyone must change their appearance. You can wear a mask, a carnival costume, or simply decorate yourself. The main thing is not to be recognized. The carnival to which I invite you will be completely unusual. Firstly, this is a carnival not of people, but of animals. Secondly, it is musical, because the music created by the French composer Camille Saint-Saens will tell us a lot.

As usual, any holiday is usually opened by the most distinguished guests.

Intimidatingly handsome, he is fierce and yellow-maned.

Even the tail is not at all simple - a long tail with a tassel

The paws are strong and powerful. The roar rushes above the clouds.

It's not for nothing that he is the king of beasts

In hot Africa.

Of course, this is Leo. He is majestic, menacing and beautiful. We hear this in the magnificent music called "The Royal March of the Lion." It is performed in one voice (“unison”) by string instruments with a powerful sound. And although the music sounds menacing and intimidating, a smile slips through it. Each phrase ends with a fanfare that emphasizes the solemnity of the moment. The lion's gait is important and unhurried. From time to time, sharp sounds unexpectedly invade the march - it is Leo who gives his voice, he roars.

And here is "Turtles". What tempo do you think this piece is at? Of course, very slow. Moreover, the melody is taken as a basis... a cancan from the opera “Orpheus in Hell” by Offenbach, only several times slower.

And the “Elephant” dances a waltz at the carnival...

Here's Kangaroo. Who would have thought that a piano could “jump” like that!

And in the “Aquarium”, in the sounds of the flute and strings, you can hear the shimmer of water and the graceful movements of fish.

The “character with long ears” is exactly what you think it is: the “ee” cries are amusingly rendered by the “squealing” violins.

And finally, "Swan". The only part devoid of irony. The song of the cello is like a moment of nostalgia for the shining blue of the sky, for the flight of snow-white wings, for Beauty itself.