Dorel Codoban, the master folk fiddler and instrument
builder from the village of Lazuri de Rosia, who was well known as the best
builder of the enigmatic Romanian folk violin known as vioara cu goarne, passed
away on
February 7 at the age of 67. Dorel was more than a simple folk fiddler. He was the center of a cultural scene that represented his region – the Transylvanian
region of Bihor – and the unique regional culture that still thrives in the
mountains there. Dorel not only built these unique instruments, he played them
and encouraged other to play them, and he made sure that if you played one
yours would be in working order. He walked around with his coat pockets full of
spare resonators, tiny HO size screws, gramophone stylus jacks, ready for
anything and everything that could go wrong with a metal fiddle resonator.
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| Playing at Negreni around 1999. |
Dorel was good friend of mine, and I looked forward to meeting him each year at
either folk festivals in Hungary or at the sprawling peasant market that
convenes
every second weekend in October in Negreni. I first met him and his
family in 1990, at the Budapest Dance House Festival. His group of Bihor folk
dancers had been invited to represent Transylvanian Romanian culture, and I
wound up recording some of his music in the basement of a sports stadium at an impromptu
session that lasted at least two hours, during which we finished a two liter
bottle of his famed home brewed Bihor palinka. Later, when his son-in-law Dan and wife
Florica came to Budapest to buy auto parts they would stay at my flat. But the
best memories of him were always at the Negreni fair.
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| Dorel and Florica Codoban. |
Dorel and Florica would be busy selling shepherd goods out of the trunk of their car – the coarse sheepskin
capes worn by shepherds, thick homespun wool winter coats, and, of course, the
vioara cu goarne fiddles that drew the most interest from curious foreigners.Pretty soon a knot of fiddlers would gather around, a drummer would appear, and
Dorel would lead the band around the fairgrounds to the beer tents. Vioara cu
goarne are extremely loud instruments, and you could hear the thin metallic outpour
of sixteenth notes from a half kilometer away. They are also very focused
instruments – since the metal resonator is directed into a bugle bell, it is
loud only in the direction you point the trumpet at.
Fiddlers habitually swing around while playing, creating a kind of Doppler effect, a natural wah-wah
pedal depending on where the bell is aimed at. To counter this, fiddlers often
played in pairs or trios, pointing their fiddle horns in different directions. Like
other resonator instruments, such as National guitars, they are loud but their
sonic profile is extremely hard to mike correctly – they are natural feedback
machines near a microphone. And if you
are playing one, the trumpet is pointed away from you, so you can hardly hear
what it sounds like when you play it, making it frustrating to record in a
studio. I know – I have tried many times. Dorel was well known as a craftsman
who dared to take chances designing his fiddles.
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| Dorel's fiddles. I own the older one pictured here. |
At the request of a French musician, he began making fiddles with two horns (Pom Collins actually has one of these monstrosities)and fiddles using mica sheets for the resonator (instead of the usual sheet of
beer can stamped flat using one of his specially made brass hammer presses.
Some builders also liked to use the sheet metal from energy drink cans, claiming
the tone is more
energetic .) Dorel
was constantly on the lookout for old gramophone Victrolas to scavenge for
parts used in the making of the resonator mechanism, as well as old bugles
dating from the era when Communist boy scout troops always employed a bugler.
No more communists meant no new bugles, so Dorel experimented with sheet metal
horns, used horns from camion trucks, and eventually, bugles ordered directly
from a factory in China. When I first moved to this part of the world in the
late 1980s, I was anxious to collect and learn the local traditions before the
modern world swept in and replaced all this homemade traditional music with the
commercial barking of globalized pop. Luckily, some of the tradtions are still
strong, particularly in Bihor, where the trumpet fiddle has been adopted as the
acoustic symbol of the regional obsession with the Oradea football team. Because of this, Youtube
videos I have put up of Dorel and other Bihor fiddlers have immense viewer statistics
that would make any indie pop band jealous. But with Dorel’s passing I know of
only one other reliable maker of vioara cu goarne:
Mircea Rostas and his son Adi in Bratca. There are lots of players, to be sure, but fewer makers.
One of
my fondest memories of Dorel was the trip we took from
Negreni to Oradea, with Camille and Dejan in tow. During the trip we played the unsold fiddles that Dorel had brought to the fair as a fairly large group of Gypsies and peasants gathered in the hallway of the train, drinking beer and dancing. As you can tell in the video, we were pretty well though a Pepsi bottle of the good stuff as well. The next morning in Oradea Dorel was tremedously hungover, but that changed the moment he got in his folk costume. Dorel and Florica led the Rosia dance troupe in the annual Bihor folk parade through the streets
on their way to a folk festival in one of the city parks.
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| Florica leading the parade in Oradea |
You can see the pride
in place that these people have, something Romanians really treasure, a sense of
home and hearth and continuity that transcends a single lifetime. Dorel gave us something, he gave his culture something, and he gave his family something very special. He was a good man. And I will remember him everytime I hear those tunes. And Although Dorel has passed on, I will go back, because it
is not just music that draws me to Transylvania, but the people. The ones I can
proudly call my friends.
