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AND HEARD CONCERT REVIEW
Maria Malibran, The Romantic Revolution :
Cecilia Bartoli (mezzo); Orchestra La Scintilla Zürich. Barbican
Hall, December 21.12. 2007 (CC)
Cecilia Bartoli's most recent project centres around
the figure of Maria Malibran (1808-1836). Described in the
Barbican programme as, 'the archetypal Romantic woman', Malibran,
whose meteoric rise to fame, her closeness to Rossini and her
status as idol in the eyes of the Parisians all give her now a
certian mystique, finds in Bartoli an ardent supporter.
The recent Bartoli CD, Maria, is unusual in this day and
age for the sheer luxury of its packaging, It is available in no
less than three versions: standard CD, CD with luxury booklet; and
hardback book with bonus DVD. Clearly someone at Decca believes in
Bartoli.
And not without reason. This concert acted as much as anything as
a reminder of her stature. Her technique is magnificent, emerging
with flawless ease. Her dedication to the music is never less than
total. Her fans reacted accordingly (the final standing ovation
hardly came as a surprise).
The list of featured composers mixes the familiar with the less
well-known. Thus, Mendelssohn, Hummel, Balfe, Donizetti and
Rossini rub shoulders with Manuel Garcia (1775-1832) and Giuseppe
Persiani (1799-1869).
The Orchestra La Scintilla, a period instrument ensemble, was
directed on this occasion by violinist Ada Pesch, who was herself
a memorable and eloquent soloist in one of the interjected pieces,
the charming Andante tranquilo from Charles August de Bériot's
Seventh Violin Concerto in G, Op. 76 (some lovely harmonic
exploratios here – I for one shall
be exploring the whole piece, if possible!)
If there is a criticism to be made, it is that such exploration of
the little-known can pale after a while. At the end of the first
half, I found myself almost begging for more, even though the
first half lasted a full hour. And yet, shortly into the second
part of the concert , the novelty was beginning to wear thin; and
there is only a limited number of times one's jaw can drop in the
presence of such vocal virtuosity!
The Manuel Garcia that started the concert was the Rossini-like
overture to La figlia dell'aria, swiftly followed by
Semiramide's Recitative, Scena and Aria from Garcia's opera of
that name (first performed in New York in 1826). A story of a
proud woman dedicated to her lover, the sentiments suited
Bartoli's character perfectly. Adding a detectably dark colouring
to her voice, and allowing her stage presence to carry her
through, she conveyed not only the meaning of the words, but also
a remarkable depth of emotion below them. When it was time for the
aria, Bartoli came into her own. Her phrases, superb in
themselves, seemed to arch over the spaces in between them.
Finally, a virtuoso conclusion revealed her expertise at
negotiating tricky passages at high velocity. In a sense, this was
everything that the concert gave, encapsulated in one piece; in
another sense, it was a precursor of what was to come.
The Introduction and Romanza for Ines from Persiani's
Ines de Castro (1835) begins with a long and lovely cello
solo, despatched with much grace by Daniel Pezzotti. Again,
Bartoli's skill with the long legato line (now against a harp
accompaniment) was stunning. Her pianissimi were
tremendous, as was her timbral evenness over a very wide
range.
It was a nice touch to interject the Mendelssohn Scherzo in G
minor from the Op. 20 Octet at this point (in the orchestral garb
provided by the composer himself). Even with added wind and brass,
it flickered tantalisingly, providing the perfect foil for the
ensuing Scena and Aria, Infelice, Op. 94 (1834, also by
Mendelssohn). It was Bartoli's intensity that impressed here –
this was a deeper Mendelssohn than we are accustomed to. She
really came into her own at the send part, 'Ah ritorna'. Her
attack was perfect, and when it came to the word, 'ruscello', it
was clear she enjoyed the delivering the sound of the word as much
as we enjoyed hearing it. Bartoli moved and acted the music as
well as just singing, really entering into the character.
Another interjection: the storm from Rossini's Barbiere
(nice and raw in its period garb), prior to a Cenerentola
excerpt: 'Nacqui all'affanno'. Orchestra and singer were clearly
of one mind here, with the typical Rossini cresceno clearly
indictaive of the character's increasing hope. The virtuoso end
was (by now) predictably arresting.
Hands up who knows Donizetti's Clarinet Concerto in B flat. Not
many, then. Robert Pickup made a splendid case for it, proving he
can spin a nice long line, too, before La Bartoli resumed her
programme with some of the Rossini Otello – 'Assisa a piè
d'un salice' (Desdemona's Willow Song and Prayer). The opening,
extended lament suited Bartoli down to the ground, as did her
telling of the song's tale. No sooner on than off, though, to make
way for the delightul Overture to Rossini's Il Signor bruschino
before a brave shift: an English song!. Bartoli gave us Isaline's
Ballad from Balfe's The Maid of Artois (1836). Her actual
English was acceptable if not crystal clear, so I wonder if it was
some sort of tester? (The song itself is notably brief!) Much more
fun was the Air à la Tyrolienne avecn Variations by Hummel,
with its brazen natural horns and its ever more virtuoso
yodelling. After the Bériot concerto, it was Bellini's
Sonnambula that had the final (scheduled) word, with 'Ah! Non
credea mirarti'. This was simply gorgeous, and, it has to be said,
a return to truly great music. Bartoli's beautifully-spun pianos
and her face full of smiles for the fireworks said it all. The
hair was well and truly down now, the standing ovation on its way.
One of the most fun pieces on the CD is 'Rataplan' by Malibran
herself. Lots of unofficial photographers took advantage of the
encore status, as a side-drummer made his way across the stage
towards the singer. Great fun; and a 'Non più mesta' (Cenerentola)
was still to come!.
Colin Clarke
