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                          Mahler : Symphony
                          No 8 : 
                          Soloists, Massed 
                          Choirs and Orchestras, Christoph Eschenbach 
                          (conductor) Palais Omnisports de Paris, Bercy, France, 
                          6.3.2008 (AO) 
                           
                          It’s not every day that you arrive for a concert to 
                          find people selling –and eating -  popcorn in the 
                          amphitheatre.  This performance was unique. For a 
                          start, it took place in the Palais Omnisports de 
                          Paris, which usually hosts rock concerts and sports 
                          events. The building itself is impressive. It’s shaped 
                          like a ziggurat with steep sides covered in 
                          beautifully clipped grass. How do they mow at 30 
                          degree angles ? But more pertinently, I wondered why 
                          Mahler?  It certainly was a treat to see a capacity 
                          audience for classical music in an arena much larger 
                          than London's Royal Albert Hall, but how would a 
                          symphony work in such surroundings ? This was no 
                          ordinary concert. It was being filmed for broadcast by 
                          France 2, Mezzo, Arte and France Musique. It was a 
                          performance within a film, where the space itself, and 
                          the huge audience were part of a wider experience.
                          
                          
                          List of Participants: 
                          
                          Twyla 
                          Robinson, Erin Wall, Marisol Montsalvo (sopranos), 
                          Nora Gubisch, Annette Jahns (altos), Nikolai Schukoff 
                          (tenor), Franco Pomponi (baritone), Denis Sedov 
                          (bass), Orchestre de Paris, Chœur de l’Orchestre de 
                          Paris, Wiener Singverein, London Symphony Chorus, 
                          Maîtrise de Radio France, Chœurs d’enfants assembled 
                          by ARIAM Ile-de-France, Chœur des enfants Nadia 
                          Boulanger,  Chœur d’enfants l’Inchœurigible, Chœur des 
                          Polysons, Chœur d’enfants de Levallois-Perret, 
                          Maîtrise des petits chanteurs de St.-Christophe de 
                          Javel, Ange Leccia (scenic creator), Stéphane Fiévret 
                          (artistic co-ordinator).
                          
 
                          
                          Marisol Montsalvo - Picture
                          © Guy Barzilay Artists M
                          
 
                          
                          Without having seen the film, obviously  I don’t know 
                          what the end result will be, but it might very well be 
                          an ambitious and imaginative undertaking, in the right 
                          circumstances. If the film is good enough, it might 
                          just bring new audiences to classical music. And why 
                          not? We’ve become so used to classical music in 
                          formal, restrictive settings that the music itself has 
                          acquired a negative image.  Currently there’s a debate 
                          in the UK blaming classical music for not addressing 
                          cultural diversity. But music “is” music, regardless 
                          of any audience. Indeed, some of the “typical” white, 
                          middle class audience probably don’t care about music 
                          at all, but come for the social cachet. Fundamentally, 
                          I believe that anyone, whatever their social status, 
                          can respond to good music. Class has nothing to do 
                          with taste and sensitivity.  So it’s good that the 
                          Orchestre de Paris, is prepared to take a gamble for 
                          their 40th anniversary, and perform “the 
                          Everest of Symphonies” in such unconventional 
                          circumstances. 
                          
                          The tension built up slowly. First, the arena was 
                          shrouded in darkness, small lights flickering over the 
                          orchestral desks. Then, quietly, in walked the 
                          orchestra, in procession. Then, when all 800 or so 
                          performers stood in place, Eschenbach walked in alone. 
                           This was no gimmick, but inspired by the first 
                          movement of the symphony itself, based on ancient 
                          liturgy. “Veni, creator spiritus”. At once the 
                          procession reflects the beginning of a traditional 
                          Mass, and also honours the musicians about to create 
                          this sublime music.
                          
                          Much of the reverential effect  though, was dissipated 
                          by the organ, which remained invisible behind the 
                          three great screens positioned behind the massed 
                          choirs. The sound was painfully distorted by 
                          amplification and the bass turned into a mechanical 
                          drone. Each organ has an individual sound, but this 
                          one didn’t sound like anything normal. Apparently, 
                          there had been three rehearsals but something went 
                          awry in performance. By the second movement, the 
                          problem was solved, and the organ regained its natural 
                          voice.
                          
                          In any venue, acoustics will be different wherever you 
                          sit and whatever music is being played.  For Mahler’s 
                          8th, it’s usually a good idea to choose a 
                          seat far back, so the orchestra isn’t overwhelmed by 
                          the choirs, which can be a problem in churches where 
                          the venues mean sitting too close to the organ.  At 
                          Bercy though, the problem is the sheer size of the 
                          auditorium. Furthermore, it’s actually quite tricky in 
                          gargantuan pieces like this where the sheer volume of 
                          sound within the choirs makes it difficult to follow 
                          the orchestra. Apparently, there were many small 
                          microphones placed strategically to pick up sound that 
                          might otherwise be lost. But no-one goes to concerts, 
                          I hope, to listen to sound engineering. 
                          
                          Musically, this was a good performance. There is a 
                          temptation, with this symphony, to play up its 
                          gargantuan characteristics at the expense of its 
                          subtler complexities. Eschenbach eschewed the popular 
                          “boombox Mahler” approach, wisely, I think, because 
                          the music itself is so inherently dramatic, and 
                          there’s no need to ram this home too much.  It doesn’t 
                          exist for its own sake, but to underline the power of 
                          the symphony’s most powerful message : its 
                          spirituality. The disparity between the two parts of 
                          the symphony can be confusing, so the interpretation 
                          is a measure of a conductor’s ability. This isn’t an 
                          opera, it doesn’t tell a story and the soloists don’t 
                          sing “roles”. It’s altogether a more unique as it’s a 
                          song symphony where voice is but a part of the 
                          composer’s palette of sound. For all its monumental 
                          proportions, this symphony benefits from refined 
                          detail in performance. Thus, the solo violin was given 
                          prominence, for it symbolises the individual amidst 
                          the tumult : that's a very Mahlerian touch, not often 
                          made with such clarity. Similarly, Eschenbach got the 
                          fundamental balance between reverence and energy in 
                          the first movement. It welcomes the spirit of 
                          creativity, but it’s no mad romp, it comes from the 
                          divine, in the widest sense of the word. 
                          
                          A real masterstroke was the way the voice of Marisol 
                          Montalvo integrated into the symphony.  Suddenly, her 
                          voice rang out, disembodied, floating gloriously above 
                          the 700 other singers and the orchestras.  “Komm ! 
                          hebe dich zu höhern Sphären” . Truly this captured 
                          the idea of being uplifted, to the highest spheres, to 
                          the highest plane of existence beyond earthly turmoil. 
                          Yet the “Komm !” also reflects Veni, creator 
                          spritus, and the sense of purposeful development. 
                          As Stéphane Fiévret, the artistic co-ordinator  said, 
                          it involves “correspondances” in the French sense of 
                          the word, where music, poetry and visuals each 
                          reinforce the impact of the others. A close up of 
                          Montalvo’s face was projected onto one of the screens 
                          above the stage. She’s glowing with ecstatic 
                          happiness. This too expands the imagery, and is a 
                          detail we wouldn’t have seen otherwise. Technology has 
                          its uses.  
                          
                          The quality of the orchestral playing was matched by 
                          the excellent singers. Particularly impressive was the 
                          tenor, Nikolai Schukoff. He’s still young and 
                          relatively unknown, but he’s very good indeed. His 
                          range is extensive, but more importantly, he has an 
                          intelligent way with words and nuance.  I’d heard good 
                          things about him and was delighted that they were 
                          true.  Definitely a singer to watch out for.
                          
                          At the symphony’s première in 1910, Mahler had 500 
                          singers brought in at great expense from choirs in 
                          Vienna and Liepzig, because he wanted more polish and 
                          sophistication than was available then in Munich.  
                          This performance brought in the formidable Wiener 
                          Singverein and the London Symphony Chorus, 
                          supplementing two well-known French choirs.  This time 
                          the reasons may have been “spiritual” as well as 
                          artistic, for the international element again expands 
                          the sense that this symphony is universal and 
                          all-inclusive.  The entries were crisp and precise, 
                          beautifully timed, though the actual diction not 
                          specially clear.  Still, it was sufficient, because 
                          the impact lies in the total combination of words and 
                          music.  Word painting doesn’t matter quite so much as 
                          emotional energy and commitment.  The children’s 
                          choirs were a delight. One benefit of using this huge 
                          venue was that for a change, the parents, grandparents 
                          and friends of the children could be accommodated.  Of 
                          course they come to share their offsprings' moment of 
                          glory, but it brings them further into the experience 
                          of listening.  There’s nothing quite like experiencing 
                          music on this scale and it was certainly interesting 
                          to hear this symphony augmented in a subtle, 
                          unobtrusive but musically valid way.
                          
                          
                          
                          
                                                                                                    
                                    
			
	
	
              
              
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