Showing posts with label Helmut Deutsch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Helmut Deutsch. Show all posts

Wednesday, 10 November 2010

Jonas Kaufmann & Helmut Deutsch Wigmore Mullerin on BBC Radio3

You can listen to the gorgeous, wonderful, heart wrenching, romantic, etc , etc rendition of Schubert’s Mullerin Jonas Kaufmann and Helmut Deutsch gave on the 31st of October at the Wigmore Hall tonight on Radio 3 – Performance on 3.

You can just click at 7pm Uk time on the BBC iplayer icon for Radio3 on the right hand side.

Here are some more reasons why:

Edward Seckerson in the Independent

Jessica Duchen in Standpoint

Hilary Finch in the Times

Rupert Christiansen in the Telegraph

Erica Jeal in the Guardian

Stephen Pritchard in the Observer

Anna Picard in Sunday's Independent

Hugh Canning in the Sunday Times

Richard Fairman in the FT

Make yourelf a cup of tea, grab a glass of wine and above all don't forget the tissues! You'll need them :-)

Watch this space, i will hopefully be able to gather my own thoughts about it here.

Enjoy!

PS the Times is subscription only

Saturday, 17 April 2010

I'll have my virus with some music on top please

Stonehaven (near Aberdeen), the North Sea... a piece of heaven!



Warning : this is just a post-beginning, i'll write more tomorrow and hopefully get things up to date :-) And i'll get back on the comments re the Met Tosca, of course :-)


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Luck comes in strange ways…. I’m lucky to be back in London, sleeping in my own bed tonight! Oh, no I didn’t miss out on all the volcano fun, how could i? Given my track record volcano-cancellation was just what my weird travel log was missing… just one more involuntary adventure … (remember this?)

At least I was stuck on the island ( and not off the island), in Scotland and took the beautiful journey down south. But since lady luck seems to think I need some spice in my life the day started at 7am, work until 2pm, train at 3pm (after prayers and begging to find a seat … )…. For 8 hours! Five of which were spent in the charming company of a group of underage drunks 2 seats in front of me and a stag party, just as drunk, 3 seats behind me. The stag-boys were dressed up elegantly in fishnets, miniskirts and strappy tops, all dolled up with make up and stilettos… Not even the oomph of JK’s truly jaw-dropping “Vittoriaaaaaa!!!!!!” in my ears could drown out the rowdiness.. And I lost track after 6 bottles of booze each because I got too distracted by listening to ”Dolci maaaaniiii” . Lucky me they never suspected that I enjoyed myself by listening to Tosca over and over again… they might not have departed so “peacefully”…. At least I can’t complain that my 130GBP ticket (which was sold to me as first class, but turned out to be my usual cattle class..) didn’t come with entertainment for the journey.

Finally at the edge of London some 3 hours and a train-sandwich-dinner later another surprise… Fire alarm at King’s Cross! So we took a break in the darkness of the city, because after all we were in really no hurry to get home. …One hour later on the underground thinking that I may yet make it home I hear: This train is held at a red signal, please wait for further announcements…Wait we did, I wasn’t too keen on jogging home with suitcase and backpack in tow ;-)) Then there we go, miracle happens and we move again!! But miracles don’t last long, 2 more stops down the line: This train is held at a red signal… and you know the drill. The two other passengers in the wagon gave me the looks when I suddenly started giggling uncontrollably!

So you see, “things” always happen when I travel :-) I’ll never know why. The good thing is after a volcano nothing will phase me :-) And as they say, Ende gut, Alles gut!

This was just the end of a couple of months where various viruses found an unusually strong attraction to me and where I tried to duck them to still be able to enjoy some music. And enjoy I did!!! A Konigskinder in Zurich, 2x Goerne with Schubert at the Wigmore, Hamlet from the Met in HD, the amazing Mariss Jansons with SOBR and Shostakovich, the Gambler and the Turco at the ROH :-)

More on these and on Stonehaven once I wake up from the dead tomorrow morning….

One thing I can tell you, I think I finally found spring!! And it smells of the sea and has cold hands when it caresses your hair and face :-)

Crossing fingers for all the stranded travellers to find their way back to their homes as quickly as possible!


Good night!



Thursday, 11 February 2010

Listening to lieder (ctnd from insomnia below ;-))


King's Place Photo and here more details about the design :-)
I left things half way through the last week and now I am running behind again! (ie both Cosi fan tutte and Konigskinder have happened since then… but first things first as I am determined to try and capture everything in the right order! Besides, there is no chance I could forget any of these two anytime soon, so no worries there.

I mentioned that I had been to two evenings of song during the same week, years and years and years apart : from pieces written mostly between the two world wars to canzone written some 300 years ago.

In song in general I am on a very “hungry” discovery route, trying out many things that come my way. In a way if well done they are easier to relate to and allow instant focus and intimate connection at the same time. In an opera all your senses are called upon and you have to take in so many elements at the same time! It’s not exactly hard work to sit and listen, but it does require a lot of energy, which sometimes you physically just don’t have. In those cases I find it’s easier to seek refuge in song, it’s more delicate and in a way more generous, it gives more than it asks of you. In a way it creates that kind of a personal space and dialogue that you can find nowhere else in music. It is like reading a good book, like looking at a painting, or a photograph on your own, like speaking to a good friend.

In an opera you can choose what to listen to or what to look at or on which level to get involved. There is not much of a choice when only one person and one instrument are singing to you, you either listen or you go away. And I personally love to listen to stories, thoughts and feelings put to rime (or not) and music. I’ll always disagree with those who think this is an occasion to explore how exquisite a certain note can be sung , If that is all what it is, then I would rather watch and listen to a singer warm up their voice, its bound to reveal more interesting things about vocal technique.;-) Personally, I’d rather see the song as an occasion to discover a story , “hand in hand” with the singer. I’d like them to tell us what the poem means to them and see if I can follow along the same path. The times I liked it most, it was so vivid that i could almost see the images appearing in my mind.

Weimar VoicesDate: Wednesday 27 January
Time: 19:30

Part of From Vienna to Weimar

Christian Immler baritone
Helmut Deutsch piano

Programme

Schreker
Das feurige Männlein
Und wie mag die Liebe

Gál - Five Songs op.33
Vergängliches
Der Wiesenbach
Vöglein Schwermut
Drei Prinzessinen
Abend auf dem Fluss

Goldschmidt - Two Morgenstern Songs op.27
Ein Rosenzweig
Nebelweben

Eisler - from Galgenlieder (Gallows Songs)
Die zwei Wurzeln
Die beiden Trichter
Philanthropisch

Korngold - Songs of the Clown op.29
Come away death
O Mistress Mine
Adieu, Good Man Devil
Hey Robin
For the rain, it raineth every day

Krenek - from Reisebuch aus den oesterreichischen Alpen
(Travelbook from the Austrian Alps) op.62
Motiv
Regentag
Unser Wein

Zemlinsky - from Twelve Songs op.27
Der Wind des Herbstes
Regenzeit
Gib ein Lied mir wieder
Afrikanischer Tanz

Eisler - from Book of Ballades op.18
Ballade von der Krüppelgarde
Ballade vom Nigger Jim

Grosz - from Bänkel und Balladen op.31
Die Ballade vom Sammy Lee

http://www.auroraorchestra.com/

The evening with Christian Immler and Helmut Deutsch at King’s Place had a totally novelty effect. The hall, which I am guessing is one of the smaller ones in the centre, is beautiful and provided with its set up hat extra “pleasing” bit. It must be quite new and not too frequently used, for the wood that covers all surfaces still had that freshly cut smell. Not the chemical cover smell, but the natural one of logs that have just been split from the tree. Just like the perfume of new paper of an unopened book, it’s instantly recognisable and comforting. The lighting was almost seductive in a shady tone of violet and it obscured us the public almost completely while focusing the light on the stage. Probably a bit unusual for a liederabend as I guess it totally obscured us to the singer and pianist. Adding I guess an extra element of discomfort, above the fact that there were barely 20 of us in the hall, none of us having heard any of the pieces before and both artist and pianist never having performed any of the songs before. Add to that the fact that most texts were in German; we were provided with a nicely printed translation in quality paper, that unfortunately proved a pain to flick and made quite some noise. Looked like quite a challenge in terms of text, which I guess only made some members of the audience more suspicious about the musical “delights” on offer. I expect with all their curiosity, most expected their ears to be put through at least some discomfort ;-)

The evening started and things settled very quickly from weary attention to relaxed enjoyment! It became evident that the artists had done quite a bit of homework and were more than up to the challenge. From the very first piece the harmony between the two was natural and the interpretation refined enough to easily cross the language barrier. I have to say I haven’t read the translation and with Immler’s diction being very good I quickly put away the chunky papers myself. But it must have been a good translation, as smiles, puffs and other reactions came spot on at the right times during the whole evening. The songs themselves carried nothing of the suspected dangers of atonality or aggression in their notes. On the contrary, they were playful and flowed elegantly, texts were engaging and the dialogue between the lyrics and notes, more vivid than in classical repertoire. Where the music was recognisably romantic, the text broke down the known framework by mocking he notes and vice-versa. Throughout the program lyrics and score, singer and pianist engaged in ironic play and often very alert bickering.

Here are for you some highlights of the evening, showing in abundance I think why it was so worth experiencing!!
Eisler:



Korngold:



It just proved that songs can be enjoyed a bit less reverently and that we are allowed to have fun with it as well. And what pleasure to discover Helmut Deutsch accompanying not only with delicacy and empathy as always, but also with impressive pizhaz!

Dankeschon to both!! And when can we do this again????
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Two days later it was back to the more familiar grounds of the Wigmore Hall for an evening of canzone d’amore with an equally well matched musical “couple”. Joyce DiDonato and David Zobel gift us time and time again with wonderful recitals at he Wigmore and I hope they will keep coming to visit. Whether you are familiar with the repertory or not (more likely to be my case with Joyce’s picks ;-)) you will always leave there amazed at DiDonato’s and Zobel’s commitment to what they do. You just know beyond a shadow of a doubt that each note, each word has been thought of, worked on and will be delivered to the highest of their abilities.

Thursday 28 January 2010 - 7:30 PM
Performers


Joyce DiDonato mezzo-soprano
David Zobel piano

Programme

Durante Danza, danza, fanciulla gentile
Pergolesi Se tu m'ami
Caccini Amarilli mia bella
Rossi Mio ben, teco il tormento
Paisiello Nel cor piu non mi sento
Rontani Or ch'io non sequo più

Beethoven
Hoffnung Op. 82 No. 1
Liebes-Klage Op. 82 No. 2
L’amante impatiente Op. 82 No. 3
L’amante impatiente Op. 82 No. 4
La partenza WoO124

Rossini Willow Song from 'Otello'

Encore Rossini , Maometto Secondo, “Giusto ciel”

Santoliquido
L'assiolo canta
Alba di luna sul bosco
Tristezza crepuscolare
L'incontro

Pizzetti Ocsuro è il ciel
Toselli Serentata
Donaudy O del mio amato bene

Castelnuovo-Tedesco
La Pastorella
Ballatella

Buzzi-Peccia Lolita, Serenata Spagnola
Leoncavallo Serenata Francese
Giuranna Canto Arabo
Di Chiara La Spagnola

Encore:
Mozart, Nozze, “Voi che sapete”
Rossini, La donna del lago, “Tanti affetti”

Even if you will not become an big fan of the night’s songs you will always be awed by what she can do. Or at least I’d love to hear her, even if she was singing the phone book up and down! And even I will admit that “Amarilli mia bella” or the Beethoven are much better choices;-))) Actually, I really liked the little Beethoven cycle. But deep down I am more of an 18t- century-onwards kind of girl, so it is rather a good thing I didn’t live in the times these little pieces were used to serenade the ladies….. Few of these would have managed to wake me and entice me onto a balcony and further on I’m afraid ;-)) Overall I liked Furore more I think (God, I am actually saying I like Handel… somebody pinch me!! Fast!!!!)… or more accurately, I like Joyce’s Handel more. But Joyce is an amazingly generous artist! It will never be a 6-8 piece night with her and often her encores are even better than the rest of the program. And if I like her Handel, her Rossini and Mozart I am undyingly in love with!!! As you can see 3 altogether, one more beautiful than the other! Just listen to La donna del lago:

La donna del lago:



What I like about her encores is that they are always so characteristic of who she is as an artist and come alive like they do with few other singers singing the same pieces. So this night, like the last one when I heard her sing made me look forward to the next and the one after that and so on…. And also made me hope that one day I’ll be lucky enough to hear her sing again the one piece that will always remind me of the first time I heard her live , a song that was so “Joyce” .. “The man I love” :-)

Wednesday, 3 February 2010

I'll sleep when i'm dead!



Merci beaucoup Esti pour cette extraordinaire video!!!

Reading the title you will either have a tune bouncing around your ears….or you’ll be clueless and then I guess you’ll just have to read this boring post till the end to find out what that is all about :-)

Last week ended last night and the title should be reversed, if I don’t get some proper sleep soon I might as well be dead!

I couldn’t resist temptation and I have started this post predictably with yet more Werther! No I don’t feel guilty about it and if you feel you’ve overdosed, then look away... I dare you! (But you should know that the above video is the “Pourquoi me reveiller” from the 29th, filmed from the side of the stage itself by Esti and it was so far the best performance of the run according to people present live :-)… )

Ok, so the reason why there wasn’t much going on around here this week is not because I have drowned my sorrow in absinth, whisky or tea (not even chocolate!) but… my venom of choice was .. music :-) Loads and loads of it. Seeing as I was unexpectedly bound to London this week, much more than initially planned as gaps were filled by the generosity of a friend who shifted onto me a number of Barenboim tickets. So proceedings went something like this:

Monday … my body craving sleep, my heart still in Paris, my mind hard at work, basically preparing for Tuesday;
Tuesday – battling with internet connection for smudges of sound of Werther broadcast (we shall not speak about the work bit from here on as the week only ended on a zero balance due to induction of high positive doses of music)
Wednesday – visit to new place – King’s Place in fact, Weimar Voices, Helmut Deutsch and Christian Immler- as I will explain in a bit more detail a most fulfilling, entertaining and puzzling evening of song, brilliant! Outside the Werther by far the best bit of the week!
Thursday – Wigmore, Joyce DiDonato, David Zobel and canzone d’amore – I’m finding myself more and more often drawn to the Wigmore for the gems they have on offer
Friday – Royal Festival Hall, Barenboim and Berlin Staatskapelle first take and the most amazing almost full moon over the Thames at Southbank!
Saturday – ROH, yay.. let the new year finally begin! I swear I had a trickle of emotion going for the first time this year through those revolving doors…. That was until I stopped in shock at the display window of the ROH shop! Ah by the way, the piece was Rake’s Progress.
Sunday- take two on Barenboim, Berlin Staatskapelle, Beethoven and Schoenberg. And an amazing full moon over the bridge which is becoming kind of a theme, it was full moon when I was there last and I keep having these moments on that bridge where I just have to stop, breath in the wind, wonder at the clear night and feel lucky because it isn’t raining and because I am in London!! Strange déjà vu, but of the very pleasant kind; I’ve promised myself that I will go back during the summer and just sit on the Southbank terrace with music and a book and enjoy the place properly rather than steeling a moment of the night.

Was it all worth it? Definitely and I would do it again. Because it is not often that I get to be in London to enjoy a lot of what is on offer. So, even if I have to catch up on sleep during weeks to come, there is a lot I learned this week and thus a lot to be thankful for:-)

Less and less surprisingly to myself I really like 20th century music. I know I can’t throw everything in a pot, but I like the structure in destructuring, the wittiness and irony that runs through much of it, the surprise element that keeps you on your toes and challenges you to listen carefully and unlock the riddles. A bit like solving math problems back in school, as crazy as this may sound. I’m not sure it is the kind of music I would listen to again and again and again in my own time, because it doesn’t really provide the escapist element one sometimes craves when delving into music, but live it can provide a much more inspiring evening than quite a few better known tunes. I think what I am trying to say is that I need and enjoy both, I need my Massenet, Verdi, Wagner, etc but I also need Stravinsky, Korngold, Messiaen, Schonberg, etc. I find they kind of make each others qualities and uniqueness stand out more and you return to the others with a refreshed ear and mind :-) Because I listen to all, each time I come back to one of them I fall in love all over again.

Let’s start by the end, the Barenboim concerts:

Royal Festival Hall
Daniel Barenboim with Berlin Staatskapelle
Friday 29 January 2010
Ludwig Van Beethoven: Piano Concerto No.1
Arnold Schoenberg: Pelléas et Mélisande
Sunday 31 January 2010
Arnold Schoenberg: Verklärte Nacht
Ludwig van Beethoven: Piano Concerto No.5 (Emperor)

Hands down for me on both nights Schoenberg wins over Beethoven, at least in this interpretation. It’s where I think the true colours of the Staatskapelle shined though as well as Barenboim’s talents as a conductor. The two Schoenberg pieces could not more different, one powerful and overwhelming (Pelléas et Mélisande) and the other almost delicate. And still in both excellent and very effective play with dynamics was obvious. In fact the ebbs and explosions in Pelléas et Mélisande reminded very much of recent vocal performances I had heard…. It’s a pity on the second night they decided to install cameras in several places in the Hall and I had the unfortunate “pleasure” of sitting high up in the hall and having one fanning at my back, quite loudly. Probably this concert will figure on a future documentary, but I think they should have checked the noise level before installing them there. There were moments where the fans were literally louder than the orchestra sound!

The Beethoven concertos very enjoyable and quite original in interpretation, but I wouldn't really say they were memorable. It simply does work better in terms of harmony when conductor and pianist are not the same, especially because a conductor not busy playing the piano might have accommodated the inspiration of the pianist even better :-) I am really glad I went because the Schoenberg is a rare treat, especially treated with such care and attention. But I am left wondering about the general reaction of the public: how much reflected the impact of what was heard on the night and how much did the “fame” element come into play? Do people applaud the Beethoven concerto no5 because it is a well know, exquisite piece of music or because they like this particular version they have just heard? In some respect the reaction of the audience on Friday when Schoenberg ended the concert on a high seemed to be more tuned into the performance than the once on Sunday. It’s also true that the Beethoven played with a downsized orchestra would have been maybe more enjoyable from closer to the stage, whereas the Schoenberg , even the delicate pieces flowed freely and expanded into the hall :-)

In any case you will be able to enjoy them yourself and make up your own minds as BBC3 will air the concerts this week. http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b00qxx51

Saturday, in between the Barenboim concerts I went to the ROH –
The Rake's Progress
Saturday, 30 January 2010
Composer Igor Stravinsky
Director Robert Lepage
Revival Director Sybille Wilson

Set Designer Carl Fillion
Costume designs Francois Barbeau
Lighting Designer Etienne Boucher
Video Boris Firquet
Choreography Michael Keegan Dolan
Performers
Conductor Ingo Metzmacher
Trulove Jeremy White
Anne Trulove Rosemary Joshua
Tom Rakewell Toby Spence
Nick Shadow Kyle Ketelsen
Mother Goose Frances McCafferty
Baba the Turk Patricia Bardon
Sellem Graham Clark

This is a wonderfully constructed opera, with perfectly timed tension and I am grateful as a first time listener to have had the Insight lend a hand in additional understanding :-) Best thing by far on the night the witty and lively sound that came from the pit by the hands of Ingo Metzmacher! The score is so interesting and catching that I think I could easily listen to it without the singing, or at least on this night it felt a bit like it. I wish I had heard the cast to years ago to have some kind of comparison… I was almost tempted to say that judging by the other night English is a particularly difficult language to sing opera in… BUT, I would be wrong, as I have heard opera in English before and never had this impression. And also during the Insight evening I heard the same arias delivered with panache, total security and spot on articulation! Whereas on the night I was forced to glance to the surtitles many more times that I would have wished. This sounds to me like a highly entertaining but also highly difficult piece vocally and this case some lack of power in the voices was not helped by the production. Fun to look at sometimes, whoever the gags were not the brightest I thought and placing the singers mostly in the second back half of a deep stage did not help a bit, but rather made singing and especially hearing in the hall a challenge at times. (If I compare to the Tristan and Isolde, with more powerful voices by far and they were always brought towards the front and never left with a gaping empty space behind them for long…)

I understand about the desire of director to create visually flashy productions and make a statement, but I don’t like the feeling I am getting with Lepage that no matter how ingenious and gimmicky the production, it doesn’t really mould well over the music. And it favours big picture over character definition in my opinion too much, It did in this case by caricaturising a bit too much and in the Damnation from the Met I saw in the cinema there was no character definition to speak about (loads of visual effects with singers being tied to a two dimensional balcony/grid). I’m not saying the public did not enjoy it, but how many times can you see this production and enjoy it as much and what will distinguish one viewing from another? I like to remember revivals of productions also by the impact individual singers and their personalities left on the whole and I am not sure this is happening here. Anyway, matter of taste I guess.

Having said that the cast themselves got better during the evening and in the second half singing really started to come together with a unusual high point in the moralising quartet at the end (déjà vu Mozart anyone? ;-))))

Basically I really really liked the music and Anne’s I go to him! Is among my very favourite bits! I’d loooove to listen t this again, preferably not in this production, but it will do as well if no choice.

My return “home” to the ROH came with the obligatory detour by the shop and I did manage to come out empty-handed … but stopped dead at the sight of this in the display window!!! Now, I don’t care or mind which opera singers CD they display and definitely encourage the happy expectation of Rolando’s come back to the stage, hopefully to the ROH one as well.. BUT… what is the other thing doing there????? (and even with Rolando they could have displayed the latest CD…. Not that they are in the habit of doing that always… during the Don Carlo several of the singers had just had CD issued, but none where displayed there until much much later…. )


The issue I have is with singers being advertised there who have never sung on the ROH stage a whole role( or anywhere else as a matter of fact)…and with the combination having an air of publicity for a certain TV show which has nothing to do with this institution. I am disappointed to be honest… I may understand the monetary reasons, but one of the reasons why I myself support with my own money the ROH is because I admire and respect the high standards of the institution and it’s elegancy and style in public dealings with its own image. Having this in the display window is in my opinion not congruent with my expectations.

If that artist is worthy being advertised there I would expect to see the artist as part of future ROH schedules, and I have a suspicion this will not be the case anytime soon. And until this artist has an operatic career at the standards usually displayed by this institution I do not expect to see them advertised again within the building. As a friend of the ROH I do not support the decision to have this kind of publicity within it’s shop, money matters aside. Because at the ROH standards do matter, I still hope so.

So far for today, to be continued with more on the wonderful recitals (I’ve left the best for last :-))

Until then I will not keep the…”suspense” any longer about the title.. here they go:




Well, yes of course it is BON JOVI! And yes, i own almost all their CDs, it's not an isolated incident at all :-)

Friday, 22 January 2010

To a much too beautiful start...

What a wonderful beginning to my musical year!!!

After what I have seen and heard in the last weeks of the old year I would say it is exactly what the “soul” doctor ordered!

At my parents home we are lucky to get all things artsy/musical like 3sat, arte, mezzo, etc so I was all to happy to indulge in the “Operafest” 3sat and ZDF had prepared around the 10 most popular operas, according to viewers’ choice. A brilliant idea and I wouldn’t question the choice of productions that was broadcasted because if we all start saying what our favourite production of a certain opera is and try to decide on one it will all end up in blood and tears ;-) However, when you indulge in such a density of them over a short period of time you realise a lot of things about your own tastes and preferences in music and opera productions.

And you are allowed to frown and laugh at the fact that I scheduled my family and friends visits at holiday time around the opera-broadcast schedule. I basically ended up dragging people along to see these :-) or making sure I was back home to watch. Thank God most of them were pretty late at night due to time difference so everyone is still talking to me ;-) Although my parents did complain about the overdose of opera in German with no subtitles…

So there was: Lohengrin, Rosenkavalier, Don Giovanni, Tosca, Aida, Fidelio, Boheme and Zauberflote. Unfortunately I wasn’t home any more for the Carmen and Traviata. But I had seen both recently and we watched the Carmen from the Scala together. Of course I did vote as well and before you ask, yes I votes for the winner too, Traviata :-) My favourites change these days frequently, but because I was home and we were going down memory lane opera wise anyway, I just couldn’t deny all those 40 or more Traviatas seen :-) You can google all the details yourself, I’ll just resume which they were: Lohengrin Munich June 2009 (Jones, JK, Harteros, etc), Rosenkavalier (BadenBaden2009, Fleming, etc), Don Giovanni (Salzburg, Kusej 2006, Hampson, Schafer, etc), Tosca (Bregenz, Himmelmann2009, Michael, Saks, etc), Aida(Bregenz, Vick2009), Fidelio (Valencia, Valencia 2006 (Mehta,´Alli; Meier, Seiffert, Salminen), Boheme (2009 movie, Villazon Netrebko), Zauberflote (Zurich 2007, Kusej, Strehl, Mosuc, etc).

Tell you what, by the end of it I was sure I need I break from Regietheater for at least half a year! I don’t mind it, in fact I like to see modern twists on long known operas every now and then but I realised that I could not live in a world where that is all I would see of opera. Of the above Fidelio and Rosenkavalier were sort of traditional and Boheme was the movie. However the latter 2 operas are far from being any of my favourites, in fact they are the two I like least of the above list (and yes I mean Rosenkavalier and Boheme). Fidelio was an interesting set and well worked costumes, but other than that it was rather the reverse extreme, stand still singing all along. And I don’t like feeling like in a costume museum with back-round music being played. As for the others, however good the singing was, I ended up being slightly frustrated by the constant distraction from the music, the guessing game as to what was supposed to happen next and all the elements that had little to do with the story or what the text was saying at that particular moment in time. I knew all the operas and could in the end filter out the disturbing elements and try to find my way back to the music. But as the days went by I tried to think of somebody who had never seen opera before, didn’t know the pieces, but say had the curiosity to sit through all of these productions. I honestly wonder what they would have understood? It seemed like a video mix of a news channel with current images of crime and normal life tossed together with a back ground of classical music. The stories just blurred into each other, distinctions lost. Kusej’s Giovanni and Zauberflote stood out a bit , but they were in many ways similar as visual treatment, for two operas which are not. Also all of these productions seemed to favour harsh light, bizarre dressing taste (or lack thereof) and many also considerable stage mechanics. Of course I am exaggerating, as the experiment in itself is exaggerated. But compiled like this I felt struck by how much of the identity of the pieces was lost and how similar the visual interpretation became.

And it is particularly sad because some of them were absolutely brilliantly sung, like the Lohengrin and the Don Giovanni! Well, the Tosca and the Aida where double disappointments, not much to salvage besides Saks’ Scarpia. I love Aida, but the blue giant feet, the splashing about in the water and the Aida as a cleaning lady on top of the mediocre singing was too much to take. Never mind about Mario singing dolci mani with Tosca nowhere in sight (well she was somewhere on top of the eye, fluffing about with the pink frock..) The eye movements were interesting, but out of context I felt and I any case if I want to see really cool engineering tricks I go to the cinema and watch the Matrix… or James Bond ;-) Now those are tricks! And there is a place and time for everything, directors just have to get it right. And there are plenty opera directors out there who get it right and who find ways of interpreting and telling the same old story anew, without clashing with the music or disconnecting the visuals from the actual plot. Why many believe that “modern” directing in opera means inserting a completely new story into the old I don’t know. Some clearly believe that the old one can be chucked away easily, but they are wrong, it just cannot disappear, it is right there in the music and the text. Piling sets on top of it and alien gestures does not delete it, just hides it under the rubble, still visible, making it just an unsatisfying and confusing experience. But there are those like Carsen, McVicar, etc who love the music and the story and use their imagination in telli the story in a fresh way, basically bringing it alive in front of me, while maintaining its magic, the illusion of the show. It doesn’t need to become reality to feel real.

In any case, not all was bad, even these had their moments, like the beginning of Act 3 in Lohengrin which has much more intimacy than many traditional productions, who bring too much of the “hero from another world” into the relationship between Elsa and Lohengrin (if only building that house would not take 2 acts of .. well.. rubble!) (And I haven’t forgotten I still owe you all the story of “my” Lohengrin..) And the bikini-clad ladies in the Giovanni had something appropriately chilling to them, giving the performance a darker tone.

As to the singing and the music, well, there is the only reason why I watched all in the end, in spite of the productions. I could never get enough of hearing Anja’s Elsa and Jonas’ Lohengrin, I rediscovered Christine Schafer as Donna Anna and found as always, that she is one of the most touching singers I’ve ever seen, it was good to see Ildebrando as Leporello (something he is really good at, and to forget this stiff Escamillo), the Rosenkavalier had a great cast ( which I could listen to for hours (just not singing that particular opera…nice arias but to me it just doesn’t glue together and there are far too many ladies singing too much of the opera), Waltraud Meier is a wonderful Leonore, but Peter Seiffert is I’m afraid past his Florestans (and it is true what they say about Valencia opera – absolutely amazing orchestra and chorus!!). Boheme is a movie, so it all sounded good and looked good, I watched it, did the crying, but am still left with the same feeling as before: I never have the actual impulse to go and see it, I don’t long after it. I will trod along for a good reason, but somehow the end of it never leaves me wanting to book the next performance again. Which doesn’t stop me from really liking Musetta and having a favourite out of it: “vecchia zimarra”. I just don’t like it, that’s it. (or maybe I’m just waiting for Mr Tony Pappano to conduct it and do the “unlocking” for me.. after all it worked wonders with Tosca! )

On top of this we watched the Carmen from the Scala and listened on New Year’s Eve to the Met broadcast of the Carmen premiere… I know it’s hideous to compare, but at such short distance from each other impossible not to do :-) Obviously can’t compare the productions, but I can say some things about the on from Scala: I can’t understand all the uproar and the fuss. It wasn’t mindblowing in any way. not bad, not good, not too out there, not too anything if you ask me. I don’t think this is a production to stand out in any way. The was gratuitous flesh in a production that was supposed to be about feminine values, there were loads of priests and crosses which didn’t add, but luckily didn’t disturb much. Costumes were ok, but I have seen better pants and more flattering frocks for the ladies. The lighting was really good, but overall it felt as though the detailed work had gone into filling the space around the main singers, into putting movement, action around the set constantly. I liked Micaela transforming into Jose’s mother, but that is about it. I don’t know how it came across live, but to me the focus was everywhere else, but on the main characters. Such details on chorus and dancers, etc (how much this added is debatable) and such lack of it for Jose, Carmen, even Escamillo. That was a topical Escamillo if I’ve ever seen one (I’ll not go into details about the bull picture and all the rest, as this, for anyone who knows a bit about Spain had nothing much to do with what corridas are all about and all to do with preconceptions and stereotypes). The interaction between the characters lacked something and there were details which spoiled the atmosphere a couple of times (at least on close up via TV): Carmen wears lycra pantyhose all the time!! (Carmen, the gypsy.. lycra pantyhose.. who thought that was a good idea!) , Jose looks in the last act as if he just came from the tailors, nice suit jacket, pressed, crease-free shirt, make up all in place. And the big scare, the rape scene is … well, not scary enough and rather funny at times (one hand leaning on Carmen, one hand fumblig pants… at least they stopped there because imagine Jose singing the end of Carmen with his pants around his ankles… no giggles!). I’m not saying it couldn’t have been… possibly yes. Does it add anything to the end? No, the killing is quite enough violence. Or if you do go with the idea, it must be convincing, this wasn’t.

The singing was of course a different thing, as the French have said it these days as Jose, Jonas Kaufmann reigns supreme, and I would have loooved to hear him live in this role! Anita R has indeed a wonderful voice and she will be a very interesting singer to follow, but she has yet to go a while before becoming Carmen other than vocally :-) Barenboim made interesting choices for the music, but I have to say retrospectively I liked Pappano more and also Yannick Nézet-Séguin in the Carmen from the Met, maybe a more expressive, passionate Carmen is more my thing.

Talking about the one from the Met, I was curious to hear it as I saw the same Jose and Carmen (Algana and Garanca) sing it in ROH and wasn’t all that blow away. Live the production I hadn’t seen before was not as good as on DVD, it’s nice all right,and for me personally works better than the Scala one. Still I would definitely be a buyer of a more modern Carmen (eg the one in Zurich which had it’s moments and it’s interesting images). But at that point I wasn’t convinced Garanga is the thing. But hearing her now from the Met I liked her more and I think I will end up linking her as Carmen, that is if she puts the reigns on the overacting in ROH. I think she still slaps the men-eater a bit to thickly on. Vocally however she sounds like Carmen, at least from the Met she did and she can really sing! As far as Ecsamillo go…. My favourite is definitely… Kyle Ketelsen. Ildebrando is scared of the horse and can’t really scare Jose. Mariusz Kwiecien is not quite there vocally and I think Schrott didn’t have his best day at the Scala premiere when the video was made. But at least he looks and acts very convincingly like his character. I would like to hear him live with this as well. But I have seen Kyle Ketelsen sing it and he hits the right spot of vocal comfort with the score and convincing, underplayed self-assuredness. Algna I am sure is a wonderful Jose… on the day he doesn’t confuse it with Turridu. He can sing the role well, and it is audible, but at some point the acting, or rather overacting takes over and music goes out the window… and that happened at least when I heard from both the ROH and the Met, before the end of the last act, and I can’t say I like it.

So, once again, I end up hugging the ROH Carmen DVD close to my heart and brood over not having seen it live. It still is the one I think about whenever I think of listening to Carmen.

But, all of these more or less satisfying productions, and especially the 3sat Regietheaterfest left me longing for a bit of illusion, a bit of romanticism and to just find back to the simple, pure pleasure of music. Which is exactly what I got with Werther! And I am lucky enough to continue this mood with 3 lieder recitals, the first one being right his very evening:

Click on the joint picture for more details of the Simon Keenlyside recital at the Wigmore tonight. It will be repeated on Monday, for anyone wanting to go. I was hoping for Dichterliebe… but no such luck :-) Still I like the program and am greatly looking forward to hearing Simon again! Back in London after a highly praised Macbeth in Wien and a Posa in Munich, where he sang it even better than in London a few months ago! Which I thing is unfair of him!!! ;-))) But it is probably the consequence of careful voice development at the hands of Verdi :-) I’m happy for Mr Keenlyside and will continue to cross my fingers for his debut later in the year in his well loved Rigoletto :-)

The will me more lieder next week from Christian Immler and Helmut Deutsch (thanks Intermezzo for the tip!) and again click on HD’s picture for details. These will be more modern works that I have not heard before, so greatly looking forward to the encounter!

And then the week will end with Joyce DiDonato’s canzone d’amore :-) At the Wigmore again, details in the picture:

Oh, yes and there was this Werther in Paris during the weekend… the question being of course, to be or not to be across the channel … with the Eurostar.

Maybe all this will just be too much beauty to take in!

Wednesday, 30 September 2009

Matthias Goerne at the Wigmore Hall

pinched from http://www.matthiasgoerne.com/biography/

Before I say anything about the Liederabend I’ll put the performance into perspective by quoting the Wigmore Hall yearly brochure: “Matthias Goerne continues his monumental Schubert project, performing 200 songs across three seasons. Schubert’s songs number more than 600, representing over 115 poets – from those of international standing to those known only within his own circle “

So the program for the evening was:

Wigmore Hall, 20/09/2009
Song Recital Series/ Schubert Songs
Matthias Goerne baritone
Alexander Schmalcz, piano

Nacht und Traume
Der blinde Knabe
Hoffnung
Die Sterne
Im Abendrot

Totengraberweise; Greisengesang;
Tiefes Leid; Totengrabers Heimweh
--
An den Mond; Die Mainacht
An Silvia; Standchen

Die Sommernacht; Erntelied
Herbstlied; Jagers Abendlied
Der liebliche Stern; An die Geliebte


With a purpose like his it is i guess inevitable for some of the songs presented to be less known and less sung, some for maybe the obvious reason of being less interesting...

I know I am recent to this genre, but I am just as hooked :-) So I know who Matthias Goerne was and very much looked forward to hearing him for the first time. The result was somehow mixed…

He has one of the most beautiful baritone voices you can imagine, very musical and warm, ideal for lieder. And it is accompanied by accomplished technique. He seems to take a breath from his toes and channel it through his body to perfect control of emission, from the softest piano to surprising forte. She should really have great diction and in some cases he did… but in other I was left reading the program, which is very disappointing because I would have much prefer to look at the artist. It was unnerving as in the first ones if I lost track of the music I had a really hard time to find back to the text ( and I speak German…)

I can’t describe the first few songs in any other way than… plainly boring… All sounded the same and nothing really touched. Funnily enough the grave digger songs were more up beat and interesting :-) ( To bad the gentlemen in front of me continued to sleep peacefully through those as well..) The whole atmosphere wasn’t helped by the pianist uninspired contribution… it is difficult to slip into lieder heaven when the piano goes mostly “doing, doing, doing…”…

Luckily the second part brought better known pieces ( even I had heard a few before) and the foggy melancholy was dissipated to better enjoyment of the voice and delivery.

Still I was left somewhat dissatisfied and I don’t feel I have seen the best of Matthias Goerne yet. It can’t be that such a wonderful singer cannot transmit more and connect better. So I will continue with my initial plan of following him through more Schubert, thank God!! This time alongside a man I trust my ears and heart with :-)

If you are interested here are the dates I am talking about:


Sunday 28 February 7.30pm
MATTHIAS GOERNE baritone
HELMUT DEUTSCH piano

SCHUBERT Der Jüngling und der Tod; Lied im Grünen;Herbstnacht; Lied (Ins stille Land); Der Herbstabend; Drang in die Ferne; An mein Herz; Der Wanderer; Über Wildemann; Klage; Am Bach im Frühling; An die Laute; Der Schmetterling; Des Fräuleins Liebeslauschen; Augenlied; Du bist die Ruh; An die Musik; An eine Quelle; Der Sänger am Felsen; Abschied
von der Harfe; Liedesend
For this Schubert recital Matthias Goerne is joined by the elder statesman of German song pianists, Helmut Deutsch, a recent jury member for the BBC Cardiff Singer of the World Song Prize. The programme includes some of Schubert’s best-loved creations such as An die Musik and Du bist die Ruh. But there will be plenty of surprises in a selection of autumnal settings which explore the darker side of Schubert’s imagination.
£18 £25 £30 £35
Song Recital Series/Schubert Songs

Tuesday 2 March 7.30pm
MATTHIAS GOERNE baritone
HELMUT DEUTSCH piano

SCHUBERT An die untergehende Sonne; Der Tod und das Mädchen; Die Rose; Erinnerung; Litanei auf das Fest aller Seelen; Auf dem Wasser zu singen; Abendbilder; Nach einem Gewitter; Der Zwerg; Im Frühling; Stimme der Liebe; Die Blumensprache; Viola; An die Entfernte; Bei dir allein; Ganymed
For the latest recital in his Schubert series at Wigmore Hall, again with Helmut Deutsch at
the piano, Matthias Goerne will explore some of Schubert’s most intimate and soul-searching
songs. Death and the Maiden, for example, had such a powerful hold on his imagination that
he devoted a complete string quartet slow movement to its development.
£18 £25 £30 £35
Song Recital Series/Schubert Songs

By the way, just when i was asking the Wigmore Hall about a release on CD of a recital i have seen last year here it is:

http://www.wigmore-hall.org.uk/wigmore-hall-live/buy-cds/view/cd031-simon-keenlyside-24881



Simon Keenlyside & Malcolm Martineau
Songs by Schubert, Wolf, Fauré and Ravel
Recorded live at Wigmore Hall

Wednesday, 23 September 2009

Jonas Kaufmann Schone Mullerin coming soon...


CD coming out on the 16th of October and on this Decca link you can get a small "amuse-bouche":
Enjoy!!!
The live version that i saw in Munich during the summer stays with me until now and i can't wait to revive those memories from the CD... the sound of water running like quicksilver on stones; the intense green of the forest; the intensity and volatility of feelings, the tenderness, hope and sadness the story of the young man is overflowing with in both the singers voice and the pianist's fingers. The 20 songs of the cycle take you through an incredible range of emotions and you arrive at the end breathless and longing for more...
So far the Strauss Lieder CD is one of the few i keep going back to and this is likely to be another one of these. Of the few Liederabend i've heard with JK and HD there isn't one i wouldn't want to sit through again and again and again... so hopefully the collection will keep growing :-)

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Jonas Kaufmann and die schone Munchnerin :-)


Looks like it's another painting riddle! Will this be a trend in CD covers? ;-))))

See if you can spot it, i've even left you a clue...

No monetary rewards available for the winner i'm afraid... the crisis and such, you know :-p
... Hm, but maybe i could be persuaded to write a post on a subject chosen by the one who guesses the painting first :-)

The CD will appear on the 16th of October 2009 , at least in Germany available at amazon.de , but also internationally at play.com.

Live in Munich it was really good and now you can hear the Bachlein run around stones and look at the blaue Augelein again and again and again :-)

Monday, 25 May 2009

Liedermatinee Jonas Kaufmann Helmut Deutsch

Note: Foto belongs to Julien, posted here(on opera-giocoso) ( i hope he is ok with me borrowing it, it was just too perfect to resist, it really captures the bond these two have)


So back from Zurich and planning to stay put for a while (so those overdue thoughts on Elisir and Lohengrin at the ROH will also get a chance to be written down, i promise :-)).

It was so incredibly hot in Zurich!! 30 degrees and in London just 15, too much of a difference. And I’ve been fighting off a nasty tonsilitis since the beginning of the week. On Thursday I wasn’t so sure to go but then the antibiotics finally kicked in and since I had no fever decided i was ok to travel. Not that throat ache or loss of voice has ever stopped me ;-) I had a client at work once say with delight on the Friday when my voice cracked on the "good bye" and completely dissapeared on the "see you next week".."if you will be able to still ask us questions!". So i wrote on a scrap of paper: "if you think my chatting skills are scary you haven't seen my non-verbal communication yet!!!" ;-)

Anyways, never a boring time with these travels lately, i must have a really cheeky guardian angel who thinks it is amusing to see how bad things can get before they turn out good in the end… Plane was good this time ( loooveee those new planes Swiss has, extra leg-room, yay!, and they are cheaper on the route than BA if you manage to book in advance, and they upgraded the croissants to yummy sandwiches), pity i had to carry the farmacy with me ( good thing at the airport security control nobody tried to taste my cough syrup... puke!)... I mean, just what you need, hot weather and you can’t have anything icecold…

In Zurich I watched the concert from Berlin on TV( Beethoven, 9, Barenboim, Berlin, Brandenburger Tor, Pape, JK, Roschman, Meier) but the images weren’t that good, when the singers sang they showed the orchestra, when the chorus sang the conductor and so on… and the lot clearly didn’t get much rehearsal time, some really audible hick ups and the chorus was pretty much chaotic… The 4 singing were the best bit of it, but the microphones weren’t all that great… still probably the biggest audience they ever sang in front off :-) And a special event after all ( even if the politicians didn’t think so, the benches where they were supposed to sit were 30% empty and one in the front row fell asleep during it, he sat there dozing off with his head fallen on his chest… and woke up with a jump during Freude… smashing! ;-))) All on national TV... ( don't even think about giggling at the fact that i was sitting in Zurich in a hotel room, watching a concert from Berlin on TV.. remember! tonsilitis... supposed to rest, relax, recoup, ergo...i had a good excuse!)

Then dinner, cough, cough, alcohol free beer, cake, cough, spazieren, lake, cough, chat, cough, chat, 4 hours sleep... Sunday!

The Liedermatinee was great! Only Jonas knows how he did it, with all his busy schedule the week before. Two hours of beautiful singing and storytelling! I always love the Strauss but hearing the Burgschaft and the Dichterliebe live was special. Helmut Deutsch was also in good shape, I’d almost say better than in Paris, somehow they both managed to capture the attention of the audience from the first note and it was as if you couldn’t get your eyes and ears off them. The managed to arrange the hall really nicely with a big bouquet of flowers on the sides and a huge tapestry the size of the curtain pulled down behind them. I wish i had the camera with me!

Someone said his voice maybe sounded a bit tired (more likely a bit sleepy ;-)) … I honestly couldn't say. At least it woke up quickly, wish i was so fast at being ready to go in the mornings ;-) I may be wrong, but i don't think there are many tenors around singing Burgschaft, and probably also Dichterliebe, it sounds as if made for baritones, both definitely dip low and very low indeed and any tenor would have a tough time filling those registers to the full without ocassionally mixing some warm air in :-) (there was very little of that by the way, thank God! warm air we did not need, more like buckets of ice :-))))

What I do know is that in terms of retelling and interpreting the songs he was very good. Because I think the point is not to pay attention to the actual note or think about how his voice sounds, but to think about the song you hear and the story it is telling you, the images it paints. It may sound strange but while listening to them it was like having a picture showing in my mind. I could imagine the flowers, the Bachlein, the Wind, the tears and embraces, all in Technicolor!! Amazing! In Paris I was excited and really liked it, but yesterday I could have sat there and listened to them for hours and hours, telling more and more stories and the movie in my mind would have been Oscar-worthy!

I especially liked the Dichterliebe, which really felt like a cycle, like a continuous string of little pearls, rather than a collection of individual songs. I’ve known the poetry since school time, but like this it becomes much more the expression of the poets feelings and thoughts. If there hadn’t been that stupid mobile going off in the middle of it!!! Unbelievable! Of course it took a while for the owner to find it.. I was upset because i thought, now that’s it with the “Stimmung”!!! Jonas just went on as if nothing at all had happened and he somehow managed to make the next song more intense, more intimate, so that I managed to slip right back into the “Traumwelt” which he created and immediately forget about the phone.

Amazing, because I am sure he heard it too and it must be really annoying, and then to draw everyone in with such easiness is no small thing. I don’t think before last morning I really saw how he can hold the audience in his hands or rather clinging to his lips. And it is not by imposing his presence in any way. I would even say in an opera his presence is more defined, not necessarily aggressive, but assertive, he is there! But in a liederabend/matinee it is different, the “Minnesanger” has priority. How to explain it? In an opera when he sings you feel as if he extends himself to reach you, he reaches out to the audience, where as in lieder it works the other way around, you feel drawn to him, to follow him where he leads. It is just as powerful, but in a different way. It was magic to be able to enjoy it without constant interruption of applause and just drown a bit in the music ;-) I think most people felt like this because at the end of the cycles there were long moments of silence before the applause erupted :-) Helmut also did his bit to make the tension special by keeping his hands on the keys just for a few seconds more to let the feeling linger. Magic, magic, magic!

The Strauss was more animated, because they are much more contrasting in mood and with those Jonas likes to play about more ;-)

He doesn’t move about too much, but a smile, the simple expression of his face is enough to convey the feeling. Mind you it was a good idea not to move more, it was as hot as hell if not more! He was singing about tears running down the cheeks and you could see the sweat drops slowly trickling from his forehead onto the lapels of his suit ( they both wore suits, Jonas without a tie ;-)) . After the break they both appeared just in white shirts and Jonas asked for understanding and explained that they had to leave etiquette for the sake of art , and he very kindly said that of course in turn we are allowed to do the same ;-))) We kindly decided to keep our clothes on, in spite of the heat ;-)))

The applause was big from the beginning but it was loud cheering and bravos by the end and we got 3 more encores: Breit uber mein Haupt, Ich trage meine Minne und Nichts :-) Maybe he would have gone on for 1,2 more but they had Rigoletto on in some 30 min and we all got more or less thrown out ;-) Oh, Pereira came on stage to give him and Herr Deutsch each a big bouquet of roses… roses were beautiful.

I’m glad I didn’t cough once, I completely forgot about the throat :-) I did get through half a box of Strepsils ( and i absolutely hate hard candy!!) I guess with all that sugar i could have done without dinner and lunche for about 2 days... Felt like licking at a bowl of salt at the end ;-) Mind you, others weren’t so lucky, a couple peppered the whole thing with “cough” “cough” and all throughout we could hear people talking on the corridor, but while they were singing and playing nobody really noticed these disturbances. Well, except i had a lady next to me trying to open a plastic box with small rattling candy during a lied ...but after barely escaping assasination from the one in front of her she decided to wait with play until the pause between the lieder ( and thanks to the one in front of her i am able to avoid a sentence of live in prison for commiting murder with my bare hands!). I am somehow for all eternity and all performances plagued by little old candy munching grannies, now what have i done to deserve that???

And with that the full two hours of the joy of singing came to an end and Jonas had to go back to signing and photo -duty :-) An official signing had been organised and the lucky present were able to get the new Cd and get up close with the charmingly smiling artist and the equally talented pianist. This artistic and friendship bond they have is evident whenever you see them playing and working together and it is what glues the whole thing together and allows both of them to rediscover this music anew every time, with a freshness and spontaneity that makes it exciting for the listener as well.
Looking forward to doing this again :-)
Liedmatinée Jonas Kaufmann Zurich, 24/05/2009
Jonas Kaufmann Tenor
Helmut Deutsch Klavier

Franz Schubert 1797-1828
Die Bürgschaft D 246

Robert Schumann 1810-1856
Dichterliebe
Liederzyklus nach Heinrich Heine, op. 48
Im wunderschönen Monat Mai
Aus meinen Tränen spriessen
Die Rose, die Lilie, die Taube
Wenn ich in deine Augen seh’
Ich will meine Seele tauchen
Im Rhein, im heiligen Strome
Ich grolle nicht
Und wüssten’s die Blumen
Das ist ein Flöten und Geigen
Hör’ ich das Liedchen klingen
Ein Jüngling liebt ein Mädchen
Am leuchtenden Sommermorgen
Ich hab’ im Traum geweinet
Allnächtlich im Traume seh’ ich dich
Aus alten Märchen winkt es
Die alten, bösen Lieder


*** Pause ***


Richard Strauss 1864-1949
Fünf Lieder op. 21 «Schlichte Weisen»
All’ mein Gedanken, mein Herz und mein Sinn
Du meines Herzens Krönelein
Ach Lieb, ich muss nun scheiden
Ach weh mir unglückhaftem Mann
Die Frauen sind oft fromm und still

Vier ausgewählte Lieder
Sehnsucht op. 32, 2
Nachtgang op. 29, 3
Freundliche Vision op. 48, 1
Ich liebe dich op. 37, 2

Vier Lieder op. 27
Heimliche Aufforderung
Ruhe, meine Seele
Morgen
Cäcilie


Encores:

Breit' über mein Haupt dein schwarzes Haar
Ich trage meine Minne
Nichts
Tip: Helmut Deutsch will also visit us in London acompanying both Matthias Goerne and Thomas Quasthoff at the Wigmore in the next season.

Wednesday, 12 November 2008

Storytelling for grown ups by Jonas Kaufmann (place - Palais Garnier)




The only Lied I ever knew was “Die lustige Forelle” and even that only because it came in a children’s book somebody gave me when I was really really young. Who’d have guessed that little fish would lead me one day to Britten?? ;-)

I have to thank JK for connecting me, musically speaking, with this genre I was previously so reluctant to believe in. Some of it passed by my ears in the past, but it always felt like over-engineered vocal and linguistic athletics, too perfect or elaborated to feel real.

After hearing JK for the first time live last summer I went looking for CDs of his and discovered that outside full opera performances there was only one: A Strauss Lieder CD! What to do? Was this going to be one of those sad cases where I liked his voice but my musical tastes would totally clash with his? Luckily I like to try new things, especially in music! I find I am almost always doubtful to some degree, but also easily persuaded. Just like somebody who keeps falling into little sins, but does not have the intellectual excuse of not knowing what they are doing :-)

So on went the Strauss lieder on my mp3player and I proceeded to do my homework. Since the first try wasn’t bad at all, I decided I could brave the real thing and attend one of his Liederabend. Easier said than done – these are strange things, die Lieder, they get played in unusual places, at odd times and have just enough following to make it impossible to attend in the better known locations. By the time I missed yet one more date( Prinzregententheater in Munchen) I was intent on not missing another one, so I have been holding on to my “golden” Ticket to Paris for some 6 months already! Just as long as it has been since I last heard JK live in Carmen.

But I have been a busy bee since ;-) If I was going to attend a Liederabend I thought I ought to become a more educated listener. After all, his efforts and dedication to such events deserve more understanding ears than mine were to begin with.

While listening to the Strauss CD I also rediscovered how much I used to like poetry and that I actually spent 12 years in school cherishing the beauty of German. Funny, how good things never come alone. I really thought I would have to listen to the songs with the textbook in hand, but gladly discovered that the Lieder would take me not only to a special musical place but also bring me back to a comfort zone you only have with languages that you understand instinctively. And I am not telling anyone a secret by saying that in Lieder music and text are one, you can’t really enjoy one without the other.

Those of you who happened to stop by here more often, know by now that I enthusiastically went along to more than one Liederabend during these 6 months, spanning Russian, French, Italian, German composers and just as many artists and languages. I don’t really do half measures ;-) 6 months later I am just a little bit wiser and have definitely become an admirer of the genre. JK might have opened the door, but it was the repeated experience of the very diverse forms that songs can take, that appealed to my musical addiction.

So there I was, sitting in my plush seat under Chagall’s roof at Palais Garnier thinking I had it all figured out: I had done it before, I always liked it, I knew hiding behind the program was not the way to do it, I knew the Strauss songs in and out, I knew the program, I knew the singer, I even knew the pianist. And there he comes with his wild locks and crooked smile and from the “Benedetto sia 'l giorno, e 'l mese, e l'anno” you know what??? All that stuff I had figured out…out it went through the window! There is only one certainty where JK is concerned: you know zilch! Yes, you might know what the ingredients are, what the colours in his palette are, but you will never know what the painting will look like until the end of the evening, when his fingers will stop moving the brush on the canvas and when you will have savoured that last delicious bite of the cake he decided to bake today.

I never had an evening go by in such a short flash, it was over before I even had the chance to take a breath. I am incredibly glad he changed his initial intent and decided to go with Britten and Liszt in the first part of the recital because i was so longing to hear both! It was the perfectly balanced programme to display all he can do, with his voice and with every tiny gesture. There is no challenge to a singer’s technique and vocal abilities like this combination of Liszt and Britten. Brave choice, of course but well thought out within what he knows he can expect of himself. And make no mistake about it, it was never meant as a demonstration of anything. They were only paired because they fit well together, because they poetically and musically compliment each other. And Strauss would have been on the public's and his wish-list, so why not be in agreement?

I don’t know what the public expected. I think a few were there to rediscover an already declared admiration for JK and most were there because they were just curious. I believe all were convinced by the voice, its power and brilliance, by the technique and faultless control behind it. I am sure they admired and respected the generous choice in repertoire. But that was not what made them hold their breaths, suppress their coughs, clap their hands red and shout their Bravos with such fervour. It was part of it, like laying the ground to planting roses, like building a house on solid rock. It rooted the public appreciation deep, but what made it blossom and explode was the way he used these instruments to draw us into an intimate world of stories, feelings, laughter and tears. I was enchanted but I didn’t know until the first applause that everyone else there felt exactly like I did.

His voice started soft and almost hypnotic and we followed him in a universe like in “1001 nights”, where we eagerly drank every word from his lips, fascinated by the lives and feelings of the characters he drew.

There was less and less flicking of programs - why would you need a guide, when you had his hands to take you on the sunny paths and through the shady trees, when his voice would whisper near you ear or kiss your cheek? And when he would cry out in longing or anger, your heart would stop too. You’d wish your name was Laura so you could hear it vibrate so tenderly and passionately in the poet’s words, he would make you believe such perfect beauty existed in a “spirto ben nato”, you too would willingly become one more in the “prigion d'un Cavalier armato”.

The most amazing thing that happened for me that night was when I unconsciously stopped hearing the music. I gradually stopped listening to every note, smiling proudly at every soaring crescendo and sighing in awe at every soft and softer piano. I no longer deciphered every word and just lived the stories unfolding from his lips. I can honestly say I can’t even single out one high or low note in the entire second part. But I can tell you every story, I can remember every laugh and smile and even every tear I shed with every poet.

This for me was the absolute magic of the night: music, score, poetry, singer merged into just one - a truly gifted storyteller. He made us look into his eyes, smile at his smiles, ache with his sorrow and hold our breaths in expectation of every single word.

No wonder we couldn’t get enough, no wonder there was heartfelt and enthusiastic cheering, rhythmic clapping and happy thanks when more was generously given. I’ve rarely felt such admiration coming from the public in waves towards the stage. I hope he did feel the collective embrace the public wanted to bestow upon him, and thank God he was a good couple of feet away, or else I fear he wouldn’t have survived the enthusiasm he so innocently elicited in his audience ;-))))






thanks palamede92 for the video
PS. Jonas, Geschenke kommen in den verschiedensten Formen ;-) , dieser Abend war das beste Geburtstagsgeschenk, dass ich mir hatte wunschen konnen.
Und Danke an alle, die dieses Wochenende dabei waren, mit denen ich so viel Spass hatte und mit denen ich dieses Wochenende so oft wie moglich wiederholen will ;-) Nous allons a Paris...or wherever else we can ;-)


Jonas Kaufmann
Piano: Helmut Deutsch
Paris, Palais Garnier, 9 November 2008

Liszt: 3 Sonnette von Petrarca
Benedetto sia ’l giorno
Pace non trovo
Io vidi in terra


Britten: Seven Sonnets of Michelangelo Op 22
Sonnet XVI (Sì come nella penna...)
Sonnet XXXI (A che pìu debb'io...)
Sonnet XXX (Veggio co'bei vostri...)
Sonnet LV (Tu sa' ch'io so...)
Sonnet XXXVIII (Rendete a gli occhi miei...)
Sonnet XXXII (S'un casto amor...)
Sonnet XXIV (Spirto ben nato...)


Strauss: Schlichte Weisen op. 21:
All mein' Gedanken, mein Herz und mein Sinn
Du meines Herzens Krönelein
Ach Lieb, ich muß nun scheiden
Ach weh mir unglückhaften Mann
Die Frauen sind oft fromm und still

Strauss:
Sehnsucht op. 32 Nr. 2
Nachtgang op. 29 Nr. 3
Freundliche Vision op. 48 Nr. 1
Ich liebe dich op. 37 Nr. 2

Strauss:
Heimliche Aufforderung
Ruhe, meine Seele!
Morgen!
Cäcilie


Encores:
Strauss:
Breit über mein Haupt
Wie sollten wir geheim sie halten
Ich trage meine Minne