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                           Ultimate Romantics 1,Mahler and 
                           Wagner:  London 
                           Philharmonic Orchestra/ Vladimir Jurowski,  Symphony 
                           Hall,Birmingham  10.12. 
                           2008 (GR)
                           
                           
                           If Glyndebourne wish to run through any more 
                           productions of their forthcoming year in the 
                           Birmingham Symphony Hall, they are perfectly free to 
                           do so – as far as I’m concerned anyway. The venue is 
                           not a bad rehearsal room by any standard. If the real 
                           thing sounds anywhere near as good as Act II of 
                           Tristan und Isolde did on the 10th 
                           Dec 2008, then the Sussex DJs are in for a treat.
                           
                           But first things first, Vladimir Jurowski wound up 
                           his London Philharmonic Orchestra with the Adagio 
                           from Mahler’s Symphony No 10. 
                           Considering the pivotal role the respective partners 
                           of Mahler and Wagner played in the composition of 
                           both pieces on the programme, this was an inspired 
                           choice in this the first of a short series of 
                           Ultimate Romantics concerts in Birmingham. While 
                           Richard Wagner bounced ideas off Mathilde Wesendonck 
                           during the composition of Tristan und Isolde, 
                           Gustav Mahler’s mind in 1910 was in turmoil over his 
                           wife Alma’s affair with Walter Gropius. Comments he 
                           made on the Adagio manuscript with reference 
                           to Alma included ‘To live for you! To die for you!’
                           
                           Too often the butt for orchestra jokes, the viola 
                           players of the LPO proved they were a force to be 
                           reckoned with as they began the andante 
                           exposition section of the Mahler movement (Jurowski 
                           emphasised the pivotal role they played by singling 
                           out the whole section during the enthusiastic 
                           applause). The Adagio was the only movement of 
                           his tenth symphony Mahler fully completed. 
                           Unmistakably Mahlerian, any resemblance to 
                           conventional sonata form was heavily disguised. It 
                           marked the final chapter in the progression of the 
                           composer’s musical style towards an accretion in 
                           dissonance. The LPO dexterously exhibited this 
                           advancement. Some incredible sounds (not apparent on 
                           my Noseda/BBC recording) saturated the Birmingham 
                           Symphony Hall – scraping violins, forzando trumpets, 
                           a soulful bass clarinet and screeching piccolo. The 
                           final chords were worthy of Schoenberg. Maestro 
                           Jurowski expertly balanced it all (split violins, 
                           cellos on the left, violas on the right) extending 
                           his long arms with great precision.
                           
                           
                           
                           And so to one of greatest love duets in all opera.
                           
                           
                           The music for the Prelude to Act II did more to set 
                           the argument than any props or scenery. With no 
                           unexplainable directorial concept or exaggerated 
                           Gesamtkunstwerk, it was dramma per 
                           musica all the way. Wagner’s motive of ‘Day’ 
                           resonated through the auditorium, a phrase just as 
                           immediate and vital to Act II, as the Tristan chord 
                           itself is to Act I. The impatience of Isolde was 
                           vividly expressed by the scurrying of the upper 
                           strings, the urgency of the moment further 
                           highlighted by the lower woodwind and cellos in turn. 
                           A longing for love rang out from the seductive flutes 
                           before the desperate desire of Tristan and Isolde for 
                           each other was suggested by the full swell of 
                           Jurowski’s band.
                           
                           The pronouncement of the horns told us the hunting 
                           party was approaching. So desperate was Isolde for 
                           Tristan to arrive that she was not only blinded by 
                           love but deafened too. Anja Kampe as Isolde appeared 
                           bewildered, almost in a daze. Sarah Connolly as 
                           Brangaene could hear those off-stage horns, as all 
                           the audience could; she convinced me in Der deiner 
                           harrt that there was danger afoot but Isolde 
                           ignored her fervently uttered gewarnt. The 
                           violins raised serious doubts regarding Melot’s 
                           loyalty to Tristan. Despite increasingly dramatic and 
                           passionate pleas from Brangaene, Isolde was 
                           impervious to logic; Kampe’s voluminous Gb 
                           s indicated she would win the argument with Connolly, 
                           extinguish the torch and so signal to Tristan that it 
                           was safe for the lovers to rendezvous. Dein werk? 
                           No! There are higher forces involved than you my 
                           girl. Isolde praised Frau Minne and Kampe’s zeigen 
                           was every bit as fierce as Connolly’s gewarnt.
                           
                           The scurrying motive returned to announce Tristan and 
                           the duet began – a symphonic journey that seamlessly 
                           travelled between the motives that dominate the work. 
                           The text explored the significance of friendly 
                           ‘Night’ and that hostile ‘Day’. Tristan sung by 
                           Robert Dean Smith cursed Dem Tage but none too 
                           menacingly in my view. Overall Dean Smith gave 
                           a solid and reliable performance but this heldentenor 
                           lacked charisma. Kampe however had magnetism, was 
                           attractive in voice and appearance, exhilarating and 
                           passionate when required (I noticed no 
                           vibrato either, a feature that often goes with the 
                           demands put upon this role). 
                           
                           The mood of the two protagonists alternated between 
                           frantic passion and serene bliss, culminating in the 
                           mellifluous O sink hernieder – a stunningly 
                           legato line from Wagner, conjured from the notes of 
                           the Tristan chord. The two voices became one as the 
                           painful longing of the cor anglais introduced 
                           Verloschen nun. Love was momentarily at peace.
                           
                           
                           On the flowery banks a tender oboe accompanied Kampe 
                           as she invitingly mouthed a sensuous Mund an Mund. 
                           Utter conviction! 
                           
                           Lost to each other the 
                           
                           idyllic moment continued from Brangaene despite her
                           Habet acht message. From her 
                           
                           lookout in the organ loft she could see everthing; we 
                           heard every word. 
                           
                           Tristan and Isolde made 
                           
                           hand contact for the most tearful and tender moment 
                           of the evening. Romantic – and the rest! What 
                           a contribution from Sarah Connolly, the highlight of 
                           whole evening for me.
                           
                           At the time of the conception of Tristan und 
                           Isolde around 1850, Wagner became immersed in the 
                           writings of Arthur Schopenhauer, philosophical 
                           initiatives that influenced his libretto. As the Act 
                           II love scene continued, so the recitative reached 
                           new levels to discover a solution to their pent up 
                           desire outside physical satisfaction. The music of 
                           singers and orchestra progressively developed the 
                           concept that the love of Tristan und Isolde 
                           transcends death. Kampe’s und in und, was 
                           es bindet was particularly poignant. Jurowski 
                           glided everyone into So stürben wir as the 
                           ‘Liebestod’ theme emerged and blossomed along with 
                           the ‘Ecstasy’ motive into a glorious climax on 
                           Liebeslust.
                           
                           Jurowski asked for and got a tumultuous crescendo 
                           from the LPO to usher in the hunting party. Although 
                           Wagner only scores ff at this point, it 
                           sounded spot on. The interjection from Stephen Gadd 
                           as Kurwenal signalled further commotion. Gadd also 
                           sang Melot and effectively crowed to the King. Marke 
                           began his diatribe, often considered to be the weak 
                           point of the Second Act. Such was absorbing delivery 
                           of Lásló Polgár the 12 min rallentando flew by 
                           – a bass voice to die for (well, to be mortally 
                           wounded for anyway). Polgár evoked sympathy and while 
                           Dean Smith remained impassive, Kampe visibly showed 
                           compassion, a sentiment shared by the bass clarinet. 
                           Tristan said little in reply – the Tristan Chord said 
                           it for him.
                           
                           With no visuals to support Melot’s blooding of 
                           Tristan, it was appropriately left to the magnificent 
                           Jurowski and his virtuosic LPO to close with an 
                           emphatic D minor chord. Theirs was a smooth 
                           transition from first to last. Perhaps the final word 
                           should remain with Wagner, words taken from a letter 
                           to Liszt in 1854:
 
‘As I have never in my life felt the real bliss of love, I must erect a monument to the most beautiful of all my dreams, in which, from beginning to end, that love shall be thoroughly saturated. I have in my head a Tristan und Isolde, the simplest, but most full-blooded, musical conception.’
Geoff Read
