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            Schubert,
            Schoeck: Rosamunde 
            Quartet, Christian Gerhaher (baritone), Renaissance Hall, Dachau 
            Palace, Dachau  11.10.2008 (JFL)
            
            
            
            Schubert: 
            
            Overture for String Quartet in c-minor D8a, String Quartet No.13 in 
            a-minor D804 (”Rosamunde”)
            
            
            Schoeck: 
            
            Notturno for Bass-Baritone and String Quartet op.47
            
            
            
            
            To someone who does not live or work there, the town of Dachau – 
            just to the north of Munich – will never just evoke neutral 
            associations. For most people, the name “Dauchau” is synonymous with 
            “Concentration Camp”, much like “Auschwitz” is with “Extermination 
            Camp”. For all the good and necessary virtues of remembrance, Dachau 
            ought to be known for more than that. For one, it has a beautiful 
            old town sitting above the countryside on a little hill, topped with 
            a 
            
            lovely little 
            palace and garden from which one has a great view 
            across and above Munich straight to the alps. I’ve lived nearby for 
            many years and never knew until last spring, when I went there for a 
            Bach-recital of Evgeni Koroliov.
            
            Last week I went back, this time for the
            
            
            Rosamunde 
            Quartet and 
            
            Christian 
            Gerhaher. Artists well going to Dachau (and 
            beyond) for. The repertoire for baritone and string quartet is small 
            – and the alluring (perhaps singular) exponent of that combination 
            on offer was Othmar Schoeck’s Notturno op.47 which the Swiss 
            post-romantic composer wrote between 1931 and 1933. If you don’t 
            know Schoeck (1858-1947), one of the composers in the ignored cast 
            of post WWI romantics, then you must get to know him. At least if
            
            
            Raff, 
            Rheinberger, 
            
            Zemlinsky,
            
            
            Reznicek,
            
            
            Schreker,
            
            
            Pfitzner,
            
            
            Marx,
            
            
            Wellesz,
            
            
            Krenek 
            and the like (I’m casting my net deliberately wide) tickle your 
            fancy.
            
            But if you already know Schoeck from his dabblingly-delightful 
            song-cycle “Elegy” (which makes him sound like a “pocket-Strauss”), 
            you might be shocked to hear the Notturno – eight poems by 
            Nikolaus Lenau and a short text by Gottfried Keller in five 
            movements. Not only the setting – voice and quartet – is reminiscent 
            of 
            
            Schoenberg’s 
            Second String Quartet (and the ‘vocal movement’ of
            
            
            Berg’s Lyric 
            Suite), the music, too, nods (gently) to the 
            harmonic, a-tonal language of the Second Viennese School.
            
            The Notturno flirts with the outer harmonic reaches from a 
            late-romantic vantage point. If it is played with the utmost 
            precision, and if it is thought of in long lines – horizontally, not 
            vertically – it can sound more like Richard Strauss (Metamorphosen) 
            than Schoenberg. Long, thin strands of music wind through the score, 
            emerging and submerging, in and out of audibility, but with 
            Schoeck’s melodiousness-stretched-to-a-vanishing-point always felt. 
            At least that’s Schoeck’s hyper-romanticism in theory.
            
            To achieve this effect, Notturno would have to be played with 
            sensational precision and with the musicians never counting beats 
            but instead ‘feeling’ their way from phrase to phrase. The Rosamunde 
            Quartet would be perfectly capable to do this under ideal 
            conditions, assuming that their interpretive choice would lead them 
            that way. Unfortunately, Saturday night at the Dachau palace, they 
            were not at their peak. A little too strident, a little too 
            imprecise, and not perfectly clean, the Notturno sounded more 
            like Schoenberg’s Third Quartet than Tod & Verklärung, like a 
            series of instances with all the notes in place instead of coming 
            across as one very long, complexly intertwined piece of searing 
            music. As if the quartet had rehearsed individually, but not 
            together. (The latter as certainly not the case, seeing how they had 
            just finished recording the work for ECM. The quartet simply wasn’t 
            in good shape that night, hinting at the absolute gorgeousness only 
            in the final Allegretto tranquillo.)
            
            Christian Gerhaher, meanwhile, was in his usual top form. Neither 
            the Rosamunde Quartet’s mild troubles, nor the audience from the 
            boondocks which trampled toward the exit in small, but inconsiderate 
            batches, threw him off. His unassuming voice, natural, serious, and 
            diligent is perfectly suited to music like this and tackled the 
            Lenau-poems with their tender darkness and somber grip. The 
            Notturno, of which there is currently only one recording in the 
            catalog (NCA, 
            with Klaus Mertens and the Minguet Quartet – 
            recordings on Denon, Accord, and Capitol are out of print), will 
            undoubtedly be another feather in his – and ECM’s cap.
            
            In the first half of the concert, the Rosamunde Quartet played their 
            namesake piece – Schubert’s 13th quartet in a-minor as 
            well as the Schubert Overture for String Quartet in c-minor D8a. 
            Both sounded like run-throughs of familiar material – and not up to 
            the exalted standards that this group has set itself.
            
            
            
            Jens F. Laurson
            
            
            
            
            
	
	
			
	
	
              
              
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