Marc Djokic is a Canadian violinist and concertmaster of the Orchestre Classique de Montreal. Winner of a 2020 East Music Award for Classical Recording of the Year, he is also a CQM Prix Opus laureate and former Canada Council for the Arts Instrument Bank recipient. Djokic’s debut album “Solo Seven” as well as his newest collaborative album “André Mathieu – musique de chambre” were both released to critical acclaim. He recently embarked on concert tours in Switzerland, Italy, France, and the Atlantic provinces through Debut Atlantic.
Originally from Halifax, Nova Scotia, Djokic first and foremost studied with his father Philippe Djokic, one of Canada’s great soloists and a pupil of the master Ivan Galamian. He continued his studies in the USA with David Russell, Donald Weilerstein and Jaime Laredo. Djokic made his first orchestra debut at 14, won the Governor General’s Millennium Award at 20, and at 23 was featured on Bravo! television series, The Classical Now. From BC Contact to Jeunesses Musicales and Debut Atlantic, Djokic has toured several times throughout Canada as an accomplished chamber musician. As a soloist, he has performed with such prestigious orchestras as the Toronto Symphony Orchestra, the National Arts Centre Orchestra and Quebec Symphony Orchestra.
Program
First and Second Musick and Chaconne from the Fairy Queen
Henry Purcell (1659-1695)
Concerto Grosso opus 6. No. 5 in D Major
George Frideric Handel (1685-1759)
1. Ouverture
2. Allegro
3. Presto
4. Largo
5. Allegro
6. Menuet
Serenade for Strings
Edward Elgar (1857-1934)
1. Allegro piacevole
2. Larghetto
3. Allegretto
The Lark Ascending
Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872-1958)
with violinist Marc Djokic
(inspired by the 1881 poem of the same name by the English writer George Meredith)
At the head of the score Vaughan Williams wrote twelve lines from Meredith’s 122-line poem:
He rises and begins to round,
He drops the silver chain of sound,
Of many links without a break,
In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake.
For singing till his heaven fills,
‘Tis love of earth that he instils,
And ever winging up and up,
Our valley is his golden cup
And he the wine which overflows
to lift us with him as he goes.
Till lost on his aerial rings
In light, and then the fancy sings.
