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Baroque opera has long been an important part of the Bavarian State Opera’s programming. And beyond the company itself, Munich’s tradition stretches back many years indeed: Kubelík’s Handel with the Bavarian Radio Symphony Orchestra, for instance.
All told, this was probably the best Don Giovanni I have seen and heard. Judging opera performances - perhaps we should not be ‘judging’ at all, but let us leave that on one side - is a difficult task: there are so many variables, at least as many as in a play and a concert combined, but then there is the issue of that ‘combination’ too.
Can one justly “review” a streamed performance? Probably not.
But however different or diminished such a performance, one can—and
must—bear witness to such an event when it represents a landmark in the
evolution of an art form.
For its annual visit to the BBC Proms at the Royal Albert Hall, Glyndebourne brought its new production of Rossini's Il barbiere di Siviglia, an opera which premiered 200 years ago.
‘A caprice written with the point of a needle’: so Berlioz described his opera Béatrice and Bénédict, which pares down Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing to its comic quintessence, shorn of the sub-plots, destroyed reputations and near-bloodshed of Shakespeare’s original.
‘This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper.’ It is, perhaps, a line quoted too often; yet, even though it may not have been entirely accurate on this occasion, it came to my mind. Its accuracy might be questioned in several respects.
Central City Opera celebrated the 60th anniversary of The Ballad of Baby Doe with a hip, canny, multi-faceted new production.
Someone forgot to tell Central City Opera that it would be difficult to fit Puccini’s (usually) architecturally large Tosca on their small stage.
A cast worthy of Bayreuth made for an unforgettable Wagnerian experience at
the Sommer Festspiele in Baden-Baden.
Loving attention to the highest quality was everywhere evident in Des Moines Metro Opera’s Manon.
Des Moines Metro Opera had (almost) all the laughs in the right places, and certainly had all the right singers in these meaty roles to make for an enjoyable outing with Verdi’s masterpiece
With the thermometers reaching boiling point, there’s no doubt that summer has finally arrived in London. But, the sun seems to have been shining over the large marquee in Holland Park all summer.
J.S. Bach’s cerebral Art of the Fugue in Aix, Verdi’s massive Requiem in Orange, Ibn al-Muqaffa’ ‘s fable of the camel, jackal, wolf and crow, Sophocles’ blind Oedipus Rex and the Bible’s triumphant Psalm No. 150 in Aix.
The champagne corks popped at the close of this year’s Jette Parker Young Artists Summer Performance at the Royal Opera House, with Prince Orlofsky’s celebratory toast forming a fitting conclusion to some superb singing.
Bryn Terfel is making a habit of performing Russian patriarchs at the Proms.
What happens when just everything about an operatic performance goes joyously right?
Two years ago, the well-established Des Moines Metro Opera experimented with a 2nd Stages program, with performances programmed outside of their home stage at Simpson College.
What to make of the unannounced decision to open this concert with the Marseillaise? I am sure it was well intended, and perhaps should leave it at that.
In a fairy-tale, it can sometimes feel as if one is living a dream but on the verge of being awoken to a shock. Such is life in these dark and uncertain days.
The tense, three hour knock-down-drag-out seduction of Beauty by Pleasure consumed our souls in this triumphal evening. Forget Time and Disillusion as destructors, they were the very constructors of the beauty and pleasure found in this miniature oratorio.
03 Oct 2008
Die tote Stadt at San Francisco Opera
Korngold’s third opera Die tote Stadt premiered in 1920 in Cologne, the composer a mere 23 years old. Back then, opera remained a living art form, with the likes of Strauss and Puccini keeping the public excited about new works.
Korngold’s third opera Die tote Stadt premiered in 1920 in
Cologne, the composer a mere 23 years old. Back then, opera remained a living
art form, with the likes of Strauss and Puccini keeping the public excited
about new works. The Met, not wanting to miss out on any of the excitement,
immediately grabbed this odd piece for its American premiere only a year
later. Korngold’s next opera Das Wunder der Heliane premiered
in Hamburg in 1927 but its generic musicality and moralistic satire failed to
ignite enthusiasm on either side of the Atlantic. Never mind though, it was
time to write movie music.
After its initial Met performances, Die tote Stadt had to wait
more than fifty years to again seduce American audiences with the heavy
nostalgia that permeates Korngold’s score. This time it was a brave
excursion into rare but revered repertory by America’s only adventurous
company of the time, the New York City Opera, where the 1975 Frank Corsaro
staging remained in its repertory until 2006. San Franciscans had to wait
even longer for Korngold’s enigmatic work.
Die tote Stadt is a masterpiece, at least in the hands of a stage
director able to superimpose the real and the imaginary, of an indulgent
conductor able to sustain its unending waltzes and revivals of a single tune,
of a tenor able to sing loud and long and high, and of a soprano able to do
the same as well as impersonate a cabaret dancer. All this the San Francisco
Opera brought over to us from the Salzburg Festival where it originated in
2004, with a brief stop in Vienna to pick up soprano Emily Magee.
Die tote Stadt is a tour de force for everyone involved.
The formidable role of Paul, the bereaved husband of the dead Marie, belongs
these days to Torsten Kerl, who continues on to London with this superb Willy
Decker production. Frank, Paul’s friend and finally rival for the
attentions of the dancer Marietta, is the third of the opera’s
formidable roles, particularly as it is tied to the Pierrot song and antics
of Fritz who taunts Paul in Marietta’s cruel commedia
dell’arte improvisation on death and resurrection. The staging of
this complicated scene (as well with the entire opera) was entrusted to and
effectively realized by Meisje Hummel, an assistant for the Salzburg
Emily Magee (Marietta)
There is no doubt that the piece casts its spell from the first note. The
San Francisco audience gave its immediate and full attention to
Korngold’s rich sound, conductor Donald Runnicles lovingly pulling
forth its thick and weighty sonorities from San Francisco Opera orchestra.
The big tune from the opera, “Marietta’s Lied” comes fairly
early but it is really a duet for Paul and Marietta (though it is far better
known as a stand alone concert aria for soprano), and this tune comes back
many, many times, finally as Paul’s wrenching farewell to his dead
The message of Die tote Stadt is simple – there is no
resurrection. It is a plain statement, unadorned with philosophic and
religious implications, forcefully presented with the full resources of the
post Romantic orchestra with expanded percussion. The Willy Decker production
assumes equal proportion in a conception that sometimes juxtaposes and other
times superimposes Paul’s present upon Paul’s past, resulting in
a confusion of life with dream that brings a whirling corporealness to what
is cold and dead. These are the brilliant designs of Wolfgang Gussmann whose
black boxes and shadowy abysses inhabited by Decker’s real people and
by their shadows. The production means are both enormous and delicately
Paul and troupe
Donald Runncles resonated mightily with Korngold’s over-the-top
sonorities. Torsten Kerl is justifiably famous for the role of Paul. Emily
Magee brought impeccable musical taste and character dimensionality as the
nemesis of the dead wife. San Francisco Opera’s particular
contributions to its performances of the Decker production were adequate. The
Frank of Lucas Meachem fulfilled the formidable needs of this role, though it
lacked the weight as antagonist to counter balance the musical and dramatic
personalities of the production’s protagonists. The Brigitta of
Katharine Tier was similarly out of balance. The well-performed
commedia scene added enormously to the many pleasures of this