Partituralis

The Celesta

La celesta — the heavenly one.

A small upright cabinet of struck steel and singing wood: the orchestra’s most secret keyboard, and the only one that seems to arrive from somewhere outside the room.

A pencil drawing of a celesta — a small upright cabinet with keyboard, pedals, and matching bench.

In appearance, a small upright piano — within, a rank of steel plates suspended above resonating boxes of cedar.

The celesta is the youngest of the orchestra’s keyboards, and the quietest. It looks, at first glance, like a small upright piano; it is played from a piano-style keyboard; and yet within its modest cabinet is a rank of steel plates, struck by felted hammers and laid above wooden resonators, whose sound — silvery, sustained, faintly bell-like — belongs to no other instrument in the orchestra.

It does not project. A single celesta against a forte tutti will be lost; a single celesta against a hushed string chord will seem to descend from the rafters. Its great composers have always known this, and have written for it as one writes for a candle in a dark room — carefully, and with the understanding that what surrounds the light is as important as the light itself.

Mechanism

Within the cabinet, each key is linked by a simple action to a small felt-headed hammer, which strikes a tuned plate of steel. Beneath the plate sits a wooden resonator — a closed box, tuned to the plate’s partial — which lengthens the tone and softens its attack. A single sustain pedal, on the model of the piano, lifts the dampers from the plates and allows them to ring.

The instrument is built today by only a small handful of makers — the original house of Mustel in Paris until its closure, and Schiedmayer of Stuttgart, which has built the modern standard since the early twentieth century. Most concert celestas have a five-octave compass and a keyboard scaled exactly to a piano’s, so that a pianist may sit at one without surprise.

Voice and Character

Tchaikovsky, who first heard the celesta in Paris in 1891, wrote at once to his publisher of “a new instrument, something between a small piano and a Glockenspiel, with a divinely beautiful tone.” He swore him to secrecy, lest Rimsky-Korsakov or Glazunov hear of it first. The instrument, in his Sugar Plum Fairy, has not since been outclassed in its own idiom.

The character is fixed: pure, cool, slightly otherworldly. It cannot crescendo; its dynamic range is narrow. But within that narrow range it can suggest enchantment, sleep, or distance more efficiently than almost any other instrument in the orchestra. Bartók made of it a creature of the night; Holst, of the cold edge of the solar system; Mahler, of a star seen from a battlefield.

“Something between a small piano and a Glockenspiel, with a divinely beautiful tone.”

— Tchaikovsky, letter to Jurgenson, 1891

It is an instrument of moments rather than movements. Used sparingly — a phrase, a chord, a glittering descent — the celesta will lift the whole texture around it. Used continuously, it tires the ear. Honour its quietness. Let it surprise.