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January 2025: Sounds, Remembrances, Reminders

“Die Zeit, die ist ein sonderbar Ding,” ponders Die Marschallin early in Strauss’s Der Rosenkavalier; indeed time and its passage are phenomena keenly felt by a great many these first four weeks of 2025. Time can sometimes pass too quickly, a cause for alarm (“Manchmal hör’ ich sie fliessen – unaufhaltsam”); time can also slow to a snail’s pace, a water’s drop, a faucet that only pours tepid. “Welcome to the 87th day of January!” one contact wryly wrote in a recent note. The experience of live art and music –opera – underlines the feeling of time speeding up, slowing down, or stopping altogether, whether through thoughtful engagement or immediacy, via sheer beauty and wonder, the use of escapism, or sometimes, rarely, all of these elements combined.

Few artists excelled that integration so clearly the way Otto Schenk did. The famed theatre artist passed away on January 9th at the age of 94. Schenk led and acted in numerous opera presentations throughout Europe and North America throughout the 1960s, 70s, 80s, and 90s, appearing in the annual “Jedermann” presentations in Salzburg and staging Wagner’s Ring Cycle with a literalist approach (including Viking-style regalia), a presentation remembered and revered by a great many. As writer Ed Pilkington noted in a 2009 article in The Guardian, “Met regulars have come to adore the production almost as much as the opera.” For many, that Ring Cycle was the absolute embodiment of Wagnerian Gesamtkunstwerk, and provided a memorable introduction to  – and resultant lifelong immersion in – Valhalla.

My mother, a diehard devotee of Italian opera, was one of those entranced fans, and she saw this production at The Met in 1990. (I was off seeing a very unusual off-Broadway production of Hamlet, natch.)

Schenk’s overall directorial oeuvre captured an epoch in opera that still largely colours mainstream perceptions of the art form, and I find it striking and quite profound that his passing came on the same day as what would have been opera impresario Rudolf Bing’s birthday (9 January). Bayerische Staatsoper in Munich hosted ten different Schenk productions, including his much-vaunted Das Rosenkavalier, last performed there in 2021. Dramaturg Malte Krasting has written a lovely tribute, describing Shenk as having “lived the theatre like no other.” (Zum Tod von Otto Schenk, Bayerische Staatsoper 10 January 2025) Wiener Staatsoper opened its online archive to the many productions Schenk did with them (L’elisir d’amore; Fidelio; Das Rosenkavalier; Andrea Chenier; Die Meistersinger von Nürnberg; Das Schlaue Füchslein; Die Fledermaus) – enjoy free access now until Friday (31 January).

A divisive new production of Die frau ohne Schatten opened at Deutsche Oper Berlin earlier this week. Featuring Clay Hilley and David Butt Philip sharing the role of The Emperor, Daniela Köhler as The Empress, Jordan Shanahan as Barak, Catherine Foster as Barak’s wife, and Marina Prudenskaya as The Nurse, Strauss’s heavily symbolic work (with libretto by Hugo von Hofmannsthal) feels, more and more through the passage of that old bugbear time, like some Rorschach Test of conscious and/or unconscious notions of sexual politics and the privilege therein (not unlike Don Giovanni) – though I wonder if that’s also what Strauss/Hofmannsthal might have actually intended.  FT‘s Shirley Apthorp criticized the lack of political stance and specifically the lack of feminist approach by director Tobias Kratzer, while Radio3‘s Andreas Göbel says Kratzer’s ignoring the fairytale elements renders his approach insufficient for the opera’s considerable (four-hour-plus) running time; Backstage Classical has a good collection of other reviews, complete with quotes and links. Albrecht Selge offers a poetic analysis in VAN Musik, cleverly tying Berlin’s recent budget cuts (specifically to its opera houses) with thoughtful observations on the respective presentations of humour , hurt, and human warmth used in Kratzer’s presentation. (“Stofftier, aus dem die Träume sind“, VAN Musik, 28 January 2025) FroSch is conducted by outgoing General Music Director Donald Runnicles and runs through 11 February.

Morgiane, ou, Le Sultan d’Ispahan by 19th century composer Edmond Dédé is finally (finally!) receiving its world premiere early next month, courtesy of Opera Lafayette in partnership with OperaCréole . The work, considered to be the earliest surviving opera by a Black American composer, is based on the story of Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves; it will make its world premiere on Monday (3 February) at Lincoln Theatre in Washington before moving on to presentations in New York on Wednesday (at Rose Theater, Lincoln Center), and Maryland on Friday. Patrick Dupre Quigley, artistic director designate of the Washington-based Opera Lafayette (who is leading the work on its tour) commented earlier this week to San Francisco Classical Voice that the opera is “the most important piece of American music that no one has ever heard.” (“Bringing Morgiane, the first African American opera, back to life“, Katelyn Simone, San Francisco Classical Voice, 27 January 2025)

Still with streaming: Opera Vision recently hosted a broadcast of the 2000 opera Judith by Frano Parać from Croatian National Theatre. Based on the biblical tale of Judith and her murder of the general Holofernes in order to save her people, the new, recent Judith presentation marked the 500th anniversary of the death of Marko Marulić, considered the father of Croatian literature and author of Judita, the first literary epic in Croatian language published in 1521. The production was helmed by Snježana Banović with musical direction by Opera choirmaster Ivan Josip Skender; it can be streamed now through 17 July 2025.

Rundfunk Sinfonieorchester Berlin presented a programme of moving works to mark International Holocaust Remembrance Day on Monday (27 January); it included the premiere of a work by composer Berthold Tuercke. “Aus Geigen Stimmen” incorporated instruments from Violins of Hope, an historic collection comprised of stringed instruments whose owners were murdered in the Holocaust. The piece itself interweaves solos for the instruments with choral writing (performed by RIAS Kammerchor) and spoken texts that mix Yiddish songs, poetry, and first-person accounts from the time. Monday’s concert at the Philharmonie also featured Gideon Klein’s Partita for string orchestra, created in the Theresienstadt ghetto by Klein just nine days before his deportation to Auschwitz in the mid 1940s, and an orchestral arrangement of String Quartet No. 5 by Mieczysław Weinberg, who, at the time of the work’s composition in 1945, had no idea his family had been murdered at Treblinka. Amidst the darkness of this programme there is a ferocious and very palpable will to live laced deeply within each work. (“Violins of Hope: Konzert zum 80. Jahrestag der Befreiung des KZ Auschwitz“, Deutschlandfunk Kultur, 27 January 2025)

That sense of “Lebenswille” is also woven in Exile (Alpha Classics), a new album of works by (mostly) exiled composers released earlier this week. Featuring violinist Patricia Kopatchinskaja and cellist Thomas Kaufmann together with Camerata Bern, the thirteen-track album deftly mixes various sounds and cultures through stellar interpretations of works by Schnittke, Schubert, Ysaÿe, Andrzej Panufnik, and Ivan Wyschnegradsky that explore notions of distance, separation, identity, and isolation. Its opening track, “Kugikly for Violin and Ukrainian and Russian Panpipe” is both a dance (complete with zesty shouts) and a kind of a manic dirge, and, like the entire album, a needed symbol of hope.

 

What’s the connection between video games and opera?  The ties run deeper than one might assume; they were examined with fascinating clarity recently by writer/translator Angelica Frey at JSTOR. Using quotes from music writer Tim Summers’ intriguing “Opera Scenes in Video Games: Hitmen, Divas and Wagner’s Werewolves” (published in Cambridge Opera Journal in 2017) Frey traces the ties between the two forms back to 1994, when the game Final Fantasy VI revolved around a would-be abduction of an opera star (“Maria” – who could it be?). Using contemporary references, Frey writes that “In a way, both Assassin’s Creed and Hitman challenge the assumed highbrow status of opera and the assumed lowbrow status of gaming, suggesting a more complex and compatible negotiated relationship through their fusion in the game worlds.”  (“Why Are Video Games So Fond of Opera?”, Angelica Frey, JSTOR Daily 21 January 2025)

Still with JSTOR, a timely little bit of history examining the relationship between humour and fascism in mid-20th-century Italy. Wait, there’s a relationship at all? Why yes – and sometimes it isn’t very funny, or maybe it is, but not in that funny-haha way. As Livia Gershon notes, “Journalist Leo Longanesi is said to have invented the slogan “Mussolini is always right” as a joke only to have it adopted by the regime while Longanesi moved into creating Fascist propaganda.” Hmmm… plus ça change? (“Laughing With the Fascists“, Livia Gershon, JSTOR Daily, 3 January 2025).

Relatedly, and finally: the fascinating history of Carl von Ossietzky, an influential German journalist especially active in the early 1930s. He received the 1935 Nobel Peace Prize for reports that exposed the clandestine operations of the German government in violating the Treaty of Versailles with rearmament. Those exposes landed him in a concentration camp more than once and he endured torture – as well as carefully orchestrated tours for American press. Writer Kate McQueen traces the prison meeting between Ossietzsky and Hearst Press Group correspondent Hubert Renfro Knickerbocker in detail; she also outlines the related histories of his family and colleagues, the questions that surrounded his receiving the Nobel (the ceremony for which the Norwegian royal family chose not to attend), and his tragic death from tuberculosis after five years of imprisonment, in 1938. As McQueen notes, “Ossietzsky’s articles were those of an advocate for a fledgling democracy stretched to the breaking point by increasingly radical political factions. He didn’t want the young republic to die on his watch.” (“The Good Traitor: The Journalist Who The Nazis Could Not Silence“, Kate McQueen, The Atavist November 2024).

Until next month: take deep breaths in cold air, drink hot tea in silence, read poetry, and say the word “hoffnung” – out loud, to yourself; often.

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August 2023: What I’ve Been Reading, Watching, Listening To, Contemplating, & Cooking

The lazy, hazy days of summer continue and seem endless, more hazy than lazy for many, and far worse than anything one could have imagined at this time last year. One feels helpless in the face of so much tragedy – and highly discouraged in continuing any form of creative pursuit.

After hours (days, weeks) spent negotiating with various forms of sadness, I’ve found solace, usually temporary if no less rewarding, in old favorites: reading, listening, watching, and lots of cooking. My deep freeze has never been so consistently full, my head similarly filled with novels, names, images, events, ideas, places, and oddly (or not) a renewed sense of creative inspiration. One has to give thanks for these things, and very often, make time for them, as much as for the good people who have spent time and energy in conversation, often over meals, enduring my meandering conversation and offering their own insights, “You need to move” being unquestionably the best.

Sometimes simple things pull one through challenging times, though of course there’s always the risk of those things clearing the ground for more pondering, furrowing of brows, (over)thinking. Perhaps Prince Orlofsky has the best response here…

Striking summer things for me have been wide-ranging and not always joyous (shock shock) but sometimes, just sometimes, they are that, and validating too. A fascinating study published in July 2023 points up the essentially visceral nature of the live experience. Babies between the ages of six and fourteen months were studied in order to examine the effects of music in live and controlled environments. Three groups (one presented with a live show; one with a playback of the show in the same environment; the last with playback at home) were shown an excerpt from The Music Box (a baby opera by artist Bryna Berezowska) at the McMaster University LIVELab, a research facility/concert hall  located in Hamilton, Ontario.

The study found that the babies who experienced the live version were far more engaged, with their heart rates even synchronizing. Study co-author Laura Cirelli, Assistant Professor at the University of Toronto’s department of psychology, noted that “If there’s something happening that we collectively are engaging with, we’re also connecting with each other. It speaks to the shared experience.” Cirelli also noted that the study reinforced ideas related to socialization. “An itsy bitsy audience: Live performance facilitates infants’ attention and heart rate synchronization” was conducted by researchers at the University of Toronto Scarborough, the Department of Settlement & Community Services (Toronto), Université du Québec à Trois-Rivières, and Bucknell University (Lewisburg, Pennsylvania). This study makes me feel a bit less ridiculous about the amount of frustrated arm-waving I did during the first eighteen months or so of the coronavirus pandemic. “Whither will?!” I kept shouting (and writing) at anyone who would listen (read), “Don’t you know the live experience is so very vital to our being human?” It’s nice to see this sense has been confirmed in actual science, although I’m not confident the results will inspire a more intelligent and humane approach to the arts in certain sectors, especially given the precipitous rise of AI technologies.

Technology is only one aspect of the harrowing and thought-provoking article “The Perils and Promises of Penis Enlargement Surgery” by Ava Kofman, a collaboration between The New Yorker and Propublica and published in the former’s July 3, 2023 print edition. Along with admiration for the writer’s professionalism and thoroughness, the work also inspired a contemplation of operas which revolve around body parts – namely Poulenc’s Les Mamelles de Tirésias and Shostakovich’s The Nose, itself is based on the short story by Nikolai Gogol. Quite often these operas are staged for laughs even as some – the best ones – feature serious subtexts. An appendage taking on a life of its own is comically surreal (as Barrie Kosky’s Royal Opera House 2016 staging of The Nose emphasized) but, as Kofman’s piece highlights, is just as much a lived reality for those who have undergone the procedure(s) she explores (and in one instance, directly observes). I wonder if an opera will ever be written that tackles the modern fixation around bigger-longer-thicker-stronger and the underlying culture of shame (not to mention social media-driven anxiety) fuelling that fixation. It’s certainly a topic rich in possibility, for writing as much as for staging, though one hopes it wouldn’t stray too far into comedic territory but keep (as Kofman does) a needed tension between the epic and the intimate.

Both the epic and the intimate come together nicely in Presto Music’s new podcast episode (released August 6, 2023) with writer Fiona Maddocks discussing her new book, Goodbye Russia: Rachmaninoff In Exile (Faber), published in June 2023. Maddocks experienced her own loss in writing this, the death of her husband, artist Tom Phillips. I especially appreciate how, through her discussion with host Paul Thomas, Maddocks emphasizes how Rachmaninoff’s predilection for melodicism and its resultant popular appeal inspired a sniffy attitude toward the composer in some quarters. Heaven forbid people write things that other people can sing, hum, get earworms from – oh, mon Dieu. I plan on reading this book soon and hope to write about it, and more broadly, about the composer and his exile.

2023 marks Rachmaninoff’s 150th birthday, and there are certainly no lack of events to mark the occasion. Conductor Kirill Karabits featured Rachmaninoff in a programme that also included music by his Ukrainian father, the composer Ivan Karabits. The works were on the bill of the first of two BBC Proms concerts presented by the Bournemouth Symphony Orchestra at the start of August. Karabits Sr’s Concerto for Orchestra No. 1, ‘A Musical Gift to Kyiv’ (written in 1981 to mark 1500 years since the founding of Ukraine’s capital) opened a concert that also featured Mozart’s Horn Concerto  No.4 and Rachmaninoff’s Second Symphony. BBC Radio has the audio from that concert as well as the third movement (‘Allegro con feroce’) of Ukrainian composer Borys Lyatoshynsky’s immense Symphony No. 3; it will be accessible for the next little while. Recommended; these are musical gems.

Also jewel-like: Nothing Like A Dame, the acclaimed 2018 documentary by Roger Michell featuring four talented, titled artists – Maggie Smith, Judi Dench, Eileen Atkins, and Joan Plowright. I recently viewed this a second time and was quite struck by the tension between the public and private selves which each artist was clearly trying to negotiate as the cameras rolled. One positively cheers when one of them (it may have been Dench) blurts out, “oh fuck off, Roger” in complete exasperation. The prodding to say Very Deep Actressy Things is pointed up when Smith says to an unseen figure, toward the end of the doc, “They’ve told you how old we are, yes? We’re tired…” – even several decades Smith’s junior, the sentiment felt oddly familiar. For all the film’s brilliance at allowing moments of true poignancy to emerge from the many lively conversations, there was a point (perhaps several) where the women clearly wanted the cameras off, and for the performance (such was it was) to end. The expectation of female creatives of all stripes to always be “on” for the public, in whatever fashion and context, can be exhilarating, daunting and yes, tiring. There may be truth to an adage oft-repeated that by a certain age one simply ceases to care what others think – but Nothing Like A Dame was a reminder of the paradoxical nature of that not-caring when one has spent decades on the stage, in front of the camera, negotiating the realities of “small people”, agents, partners, heartbreak, career frustration and immense success. The doc brought to mind the work of writer Jessica DeFino, whose work I have linked here in the past, specifically her brilliant piece, published in May 2023, about Martha Stewart’s Sports Illustrated cover. I have complex and rather conflicting feelings about this myself; I find myself relating to the ‘Dames’ at times, but oh, how I want to manifest Martha’s hot-lady magic (and the money that paid for it) if and when I reach 80.

Quite on another planet, and magically so, is Voyager, by the Munich Opera Horns, released on the Bayerische Staatsorchester Recordings label in July 2023. The 65-minute work offers an array of fascinating and very poetic sounds, with works by contemporary composers (Hans-Jürg Sommer, Konstantia Gourzi, Urs Vierlinger) alongside those of Anton Reicha, Oscar Franz, Pierre-Max Dubois, and Richard Strauss, whose own father Franz Strauss was a virtuoso horn player and principle horn with the Bavarian Court Opera (Bayerische Staatsoper). The album was selected as Gramophone magazine’s September 2023 Editor’s Choice. I recently interviewed the man behind the BSO label, Guido Gärtner, about the whys and wherefores of running an independent label, how it came to be, the benefits of being an independent, recent and not-so-recent DVDs (including Andrea Chenier and Die Tote Stadt, both featuring tenor Jonas Kaufmann), and the label’s unique aesthetic – which, with their  vibrant tones and large silvery typeface, resemble nothing so much as gem-like, collector’s-edition books. My feature with Guido Gärtner will be published to coincide with the launch of the BSO’s massive European tour, at the beginning of September.

Keeping with the gem-like theme: this recipe for chana masala is delicious, but is also beautiful to look at! Wonderful, easy, filling, and freezes very well indeed, it has become a kind of go-to. I have improvised at various times since first trying this months ago, adding chunks of yellow-fleshed potato, chopped peppers, even (gasp) butter beans, as well as freshly-chopped coriander at the end. The fragrant herbal shards gleamed like little emeralds against the lovely orange, even (hurrah) at defrosting. Ooof, now I am working up an appetite…

… so before I run off to the kitchen, a word of clarity, and of gratitude: this website will be continuing for a little while yet. Thank you to those who have reached out or told me in-person how much you’ve enjoyed the work here and have found some measure of value in what it’s tried to accomplish. The encouragement has had a good (and arguably needed) effect, spurring on a continuance of work, one which may lack the regularity of years past but will makes up for that (I hope) with a palpable commitment to the passion and curiosity which inspired its creation back in 2017. Many heartfelt thanks for your readership – and remember: the “c” word is context.  🙂

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