Partituralis

The Trombone

Il trombone — the great trumpet.

A column of brass governed by a sliding arm — capable of plainsong, of liturgy, and, when the music asks for it, of a sound the rest of the orchestra simply cannot make.

A pencil drawing of a tenor trombone, mouthpiece to bell.

The instrument is, in essence, a cylindrical tube of some nine feet — folded once, and tuned by the slow extension of the arm.

Of all the brass, the trombone is the most patient. Its bore is largely cylindrical, where the trumpet and horn taper; its tuning is left to the player’s arm and ear, where the others trust valves; and its sound — produced by a deep cup mouthpiece against a long unbroken column of air — is in turn solemn, oratorical, sometimes grotesque, depending entirely on the temperament of the writer who summons it.

It is an instrument that rewards space. Its lowest octave wants air and time; its highest is bright and effortful, and asks of the player a careful embouchure. Between the two lies the singing tenor — the register of Mozart’s Tuba mirum, of Mahler’s great solo in the Third, of every chorale Wagner ever wrote it. To know the trombone is to know these three rooms and the doors between them.

Mechanism

The trombone is built of two principal sections — the bell and the slide — joined at a right angle and braced with stays. Air enters through a deep cup mouthpiece, travels the length of the slide, doubles back through the tuning slide and bell, and emerges from a flared bell of brass. The slide itself is two precisely fitted inner and outer tubes, and its seven positions stand in for the seven chromatic steps the harmonic series cannot reach by lip alone.

Most modern tenor instruments carry a thumb valve that drops the fundamental from B♭ to F, extending the chromatic compass downward and easing certain awkward passages into reach. The differences with and without are real, but for the composer they are mostly invisible. Write well for the plain horn and you write well for the F-attachment too.

Voice and Character

Berlioz, who knew the orchestra as well as any composer ever has, thought the trombone the true head of an “epic” family — possessing, he wrote, both nobility and grandeur in the highest degree, and capable of every dignified accent from religious meditation to wild battle clamour. He meant this with unguarded affection. The trombone does not chatter. It pronounces.

The instrument has, by long accident, also become the orchestra’s sacred voice. Its first centuries were spent in the Church and in the funeral procession — three trombones in chorale, doubling the lower voices of the choir — and the chorale-style writing of Mozart and Wagner still draws on that memory. Honour that history. The trombone will sound liturgical even when you wish it would not.

“The trombone, in my opinion, is the true head of that family of wind instruments which I have called epic.”

— Hector Berlioz, Treatise on Instrumentation

The trombone will outlast every fashion that has yet been imposed on it. Write for it without irony, or with all of it; either way, the instrument will know what to do.