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The Wigmore Hall complete Schubert song series continued with a recital by Georg Nigl and Andreas Staier. Staier's a pioneer, promoting the use of fortepiano in Schubert song. In Schubert's time, modern concert pianos didn't exist. Schubert and his contemporaries would have been familiar with a lighter, brighter sound. Over the last 30 years, we've come to better understand Schubert and his world through the insights Staier has given us. His many performances, frequently with Christoph Prégardien at the Wigmore Hall, have always been highlights.
Classical Opera’s MOZART 250 project has reached the year 1767. Two years ago, the company embarked upon an epic, 27-year exploration of the music written by Mozart and his contemporaries exactly 250 years previously. The series will incorporate 250th anniversary performances of all Mozart’s important compositions and artistic director Ian Page tells us that as 1767 ‘was the year in which Mozart started to write more substantial works - opera, oratorio, concertos
this will be the first year of MOZART 250 in which Mozart’s own music dominates the programme’.
‘[T]hey moderated or increased their voices, loud or soft, heavy or light according to the demands of the piece they were singing; now slowing, breaking of sometimes with a gentle sigh, now singing long passages legato or detached, now groups, now leaps, now with long trills, now with short, or again, with sweet running passages sung softly, to which one sometimes heard an echo answer unexpectedly. They accompanied the music and the sentiment with appropriate facial expressions, glances and gestures, with no awkward movements of the mouth or hands or body which might not express the feelings of the song. They made the words clear in such a way that one could hear even the last syllable of every word, which was never interrupted or suppressed by passages or other embellishments.’
An exceptional Wagner Der fliegende Holländer, so challenging that, at first, it seems shocking. But Kasper Holten's new production, currently at the Finnish National Opera, is also exceptionally intelligent.
A welcome addition to Lyric Opera of Chicago’s roster was its recent production of Jules Massenet’s Don Quichotte.
800 years ago, every book was a precious treasure - ‘written on skin’. In George Benjamin’s and Martin Crimp’s 2012 opera, Written on Skin, modern-day archivists search for one such artefact: a legendary 12th-century illustrated vanity project, commissioned by an unnamed Protector to record and celebrate his power.
It was like a “Date Night” at Staatsoper unter den Linden with
its return of Eike Gramss’ 2012 production of Puccini’s Madama
Butterfly. While I entered the Schiller Theater, the many young couples
venturing to the opera together, and emerging afterwards all lovey-dovey and
moved by Puccini’s melodramatic romance, encouraged me to think more
positively about the future of opera.
For the Late Night concert after the Saturday series, fifteen Berliners
backed up Barbara Hannigan in yet another adventurous collaboration on a modern
rarity with Simon Rattle. I was completely unfamiliar with the French composer,
but the performance tonight made me fall in love with Gérard
Grisey’s sensually disintegrating soundscape Quatre chants pour
franchir le seuil, or “Fours Songs to cross the
One of the things I love about the Philharmonie in Berlin, is the normalcy
of musical excellence week after week. Very few venues can pull off with such
illuminating star wattage. Michael Schade, Anne Schwanewilms, and Barbara
Hannigan performed in two concerts with two larger-than-life conductors
Thielemann and Rattle. We were taken on three thrilling adventures.
Lyric Opera of Chicago’s original and superbly cast production of Hector Berlioz’s Les Troyens has provided the musical public with a treasured opportunity to appreciate one of the great operatic achievements of the nineteenth century.
The Little Opera Company opened its 21st season by championing its own, as it presented the world premiere of Winnipeg composer Neil Weisensel’s Merry Christmas, Stephen Leacock.
Now in its 31st year, the 2016 Christmas Festival at St John’s Smith Square has offered sixteen concerts performed by diverse ensembles, among them: the choirs of King’s College, London and Merton College, Oxford; Christchurch Cathedral Choir, Oxford; The Gesualdo Six; The Cardinall’s Musick; The Tallis Scholars; the choirs of Trinity College and Clare College, Cambridge; Tenebrae; Polyphony and the Orchestra of the Age of the Enlightment.
As 2016 draws to a close, we stand on the cusp of a post-Europe, pre-Trump world. Perhaps we will look back on current times with the nostalgic romanticism of Richard Strauss’s 1911 paean to past glories, comforts and certainties: Der Rosenkavalier.
Ah, Loft Opera. It’s part of the experience to wander down many dark
streets, confused and lost, in a part of Brooklyn you’ve never been. It
is that exclusive—you can’t even find the
Let’s start by getting a couple of gripes out of the way. First, the
final act of Die Walküre does not constitute a full-length
concert, even with a distinguished cast and orchestra, and with animated
drawings fluttering on a giant screen.
When you combine two charismatic New York stage divas with the artistry of Los Angeles Opera, you have a mix that explodes into singing, dancing and an evening of superb entertainment.
Roderick Williams’ and Julius Drake’s English Winter Journey seems such a perfect concept that one wonders why no one had previously thought of compiling a sequence of 24 songs by English composers to mirror, complement and discourse with Schubert’s song-cycle of love and loss.
A historical afternoon at the NTR Saturday Matinee occurred with an epic
concert version of Prokofiev’s Soviet Opera Semyon Kotko.
Opening night at the Metropolitan is a gleeful occasion even when the
composer is long gone, but December 1st was an opening for a living composer who
has been making waves around the world and is, gasp, a woman — the second woman
composer ever to have an opera presented at the Met.
For an opera that has never quite made it over the threshold into the ‘canonical’, the adolescent Mozart’s La finta giardiniera has not done badly of late for productions in the UK. In 2014, Glyndebourne presented Frederic Wake-Walker’s take on the eighteen-year-old’s dramma giocoso. Wake-Walker turned the romantic shenanigans and skirmishes into a debate on the nature of reality, in which the director tore off layers of theatrical artifice in order to answer Auden’s rhetorical question, ‘O tell me the truth about love’.
19 Apr 2011
Handel’s Hercules when the Music is Paramount
In Lyric Opera of Chicago’s new production of Handel’s
Hercules there is an undeniable interpretive strategy which prompts
the viewer to consider recurring elements of human emotion, e.g. jealousy,
rage, pity, among others.
Further, the setting, costumes, and gestures suggest,
alternately, the concept of the hero returning from military successes and the
accompanying domestic reconciliations which must also be confronted. The
specific associations with modern political and military conflicts, under Peter
Sellars’ direction, are, to be sure, communicated in such a way that more
elemental affects predominate. Hence although some costuming is admittedly tied
to recent struggles in Iraq, the resultant application speaks for universal
emotions beyond any single war. This dramatic success may be ascribed in part,
to the musical direction but at the same time to the extraordinary collection
of vocal talent assembled for this production.
In his attempt to shape “the piece with a view to bringing
Händel’s oratorio closer to Sophocles original play,” Mr. Sellars
divides the work into two parts rather than three acts. The sets remain
generally simple, several benches affording the performers opportunity to sit
or lie while broken columns suggest a neglected domestic court. In the overture
to the first part Harry Bicket led with agile tempos and managed the
integration of individual orchestral sections into a seamless whole. As the
first participants to appear in the initial part David Daniels as the herald
Lichas and Alice Coote as Dejanira, the wife of Hercules, inhabit their roles
with conviction and dignity. Dejanira enters as the colors on the backdrop of
the stage change to indicate day’s arrival. She seems weary and hugs
herself as if to ward off the cold, or solitude. In his comment on observing
the state of Dejanira Mr. Daniels performs the first of Lichas’s solo
pieces with skilled and tasteful decoration. His emphasis on
“relentless” in the aria “No longer, Fate” communicates
the mood of the court as mirrored in Dejanira’s gestures. Further, in his
plea to Jove, Daniels uses discreet trills alternately on “the
hero’s life” and “weeping wife” as a means to join or
contrast the two figures musically who are kept physically apart by war. In her
own self-distracted and pessimistic musing in the aria “The world, when
day’s career is run,” Coote gives appropriately expressive color to
low notes on “darkness” and “thickest gloom.” She sings
her final lines here, in echo of the sentiment of Lichas, with decorative and
emphatic trills on “absence” as key to her emotional anguish.
In the following several scenes the fate of Hercules is presented,
alternately, in negative and in optimistic lights, as the remaining characters
of the piece are introduced. At first, Hyllus, son of Hercules and Dejanira,
vows to search for his father after he consulted an oracle that predicted death
for the hero. In order to assuage his mother’s mood at this news, Hyllus
swears his conviction in the recitative and heroic aria, “Despair not
… Where congealed the northern streams.” In the role of Hyllus
Richard Croft gave a supremely assured performance of the loyal son and future
leader. His vocal embellishments, presented in the most natural manner,
describe “With advent’rous steps” the path he will tread
until discovering the fate of his father. As accompanied by the chorus’s
thoughtfully choreographed “O filial piety,” Hyllus is on the point
of leaving when Lichas interrupts with news of his master’s success.
Hercules has defeated the king of Oechalia and returns with the princess as his
captive. In Dejanira’s reaction, “Begone, my fears,” Ms.
Coote applies excited touches of decoration on “the morning ray”
and concludes with a dramatic top note at the phrase “swell my
soul” to signal her recovery.
(Left to right) Alice Coote, Eric Owens, Lucy Crowe, Marckarthur Johnson and Richard Croft
In the following scene the characters Hercules and Iole, the captive
princess, enter and establish their dramatic and vocal personalities. The two
initial arias performed by Lucy Crowe as Iole were exemplars of character
portrayal and Handelian decoration. While Hyllus looked on with growing
interest Ms. Crowe performed “Daughter of Gods” with a seamless
line and flute-like, rapid high notes on “a thousand graces.” Her
saddened memories in “My father! Ah! Methinks I see” were equally
expressive with noted ornaments touchingly applied on “Dying he bites the
crimson ground.” The role of Hercules, sung by Eric Owens, remains at
this narrative juncture implicitly understated. Mr. Owens communicates the
introspection and detachment of the hero returned in “The god of battle
quits the bloody field,” while also tracing a lyrically embellished line
for the bass-baritone. From this point until the close of the first part the
growing rift between Hercules and Dejanira is detailed in the latter’s
reaction to Iole’s presence. As if to highlight her innocence, the aria
“How blest the maid” is performed by Ms. Crowe with near pastoral
effect as she uses delicate high notes with crystalline effect. By contrast,
Dejanira’s anger and jealousy are expressed by Ms. Coote’s negative
emphases in “Love dips his arrows … and sends them pointed to the
heart.” The emotional violence implied, as well as her own reactions, is
captured by Coote’s contrastive embellishments opposing her role to that
of Iole. As the chorus appropriately concludes the first part of the drama, the
participants remind with hushed tones that “Jealousy” is
“Tyrant of the human heart.”
Just as Hercules and Dejanira stand in this production at the close of Part
I at opposite sides of the stage, in order to signify their continued emotional
distance, Hyllus and Iole appear together at the start of Part II. In answer to
Iole’s protests that love between them cannot prosper, since Hercules
slew her father, Mr. Croft expresses the growing passion of Hyllus with
eloquent lyricism. His downward decorations on the first line of the aria
“From celestial sets descending” are matched by embellishments in
the thematic line “To taste the sweeter heav’n of love.” The
following scenes signal a further separation between Hercules and Dejanira, as
Coote mocks him with growing intensity in the aria “Resign thy club and
lion’s spoils.” As Hercules departs for a ceremony of honors
Dejanira recalls a method in her possession to restore a flagging love. The
dying centaur Nessus had convinced her that his blood would revivify love gone
astray. Not realizing that it is poisonous, she smears it onto a garment which
she entrusts to the herald Lichas to bring as a gift to Hercules. The horrified
report of Lichas ensues, in which the suffering and death of Hercules resulting
from the poisoned garment is related. The hero is depicted lying on a stone
slab from which Mr. Owens sings the aria “I rage” with rapid and
expressive runs in the vocal line. The following two scenes bring to a dramatic
and lyrical climax the sentiments defining both lead female characters.
Dejanira is beset by guilt which Coote declaims with moving fervor in
“Where shall I fly?” Her embellishments on the “skies”
as witness to her guilt conclude with memorable dramatic high notes on
“the pursuing furies of the mind.” Iole’s aria in response,
“My breast with tender pity swells,” reiterates the tone of
reconciliation which characterized her role in this foreign household from the
start. Ms. Crowe’s simple yet decorative trills on “breast”
and “pity” served as a means to deflect the harsh feelings of
enmity and guilt which had preceded the demise of the hero. The final duet of
love “O prince … O princess,” sung by Iole and Hyllus,
brings now full circle the constellation of emotions as survivors and chorus
pass the bier of honor with Hercules’s remains.