Schoenberg once said 
                of his forgotten brother-in-law, "Zemlinsky 
                can wait". The wait was long, but 
                the last two decades have witnessed 
                a quantum leap in Zemlinsky’s reputation, 
                with stage productions and recordings 
                emerging apace. Each of his operas has 
                its distinct orchestral and harmonic 
                coloration — what Verdi would have called 
                its tinta. The composer’s galley 
                work as pit conductor reveals itself 
                in clear characterisation and faultless 
                pacing, as well as a natural affinity 
                for the human voice. At least two, A 
                Florentine Tragedy and The Dwarf 
                — both taken from Oscar Wilde — 
                are masterpieces. All of them stage 
                well. They also make absorbing CD listening 
                for the theatre of the mind. 
              
 
              
Zemlinsky’s eighth 
                and last opera Der König Kandaules 
                took sixty years to reach the stage. 
                Started in 1936 soon after he finished 
                his oriental fable Der Kreidekreis 
                ("The Chalk Circle", from 
                the Klabund play which Brecht also utilised) 
                the new opera was swiftly completed 
                in short score. However orchestration 
                was abandoned three-quarters of the 
                way through the first of its three acts 
                following Zemlinsky’s escape from Nazi 
                Austria in 1938. Conductor Arthur Bodanzky 
                encouraged the ailing composer to hope 
                for a New York Metropolitan premiere, 
                but his initial enthusiasm cooled once 
                he hit upon "impossible" elements 
                in the libretto. 
              
 
              
Impossible? Certainly 
                for 1940s New York. This was not the 
                first Zemlinsky work to feature obsessive 
                or perverse sexuality — both the Wilde 
                operas as well as his celebrated Lyric 
                Symphony do that — but here the 
                sex is squarely on stage. Based not 
                on Friedrich Hebbel’s 19th century dignified 
                classic Gyges und sein Ring but 
                on André Gide’s fin-de-siècle 
                take on the Greek myth, Der König 
                Kandaules is the fable of the rich 
                King who has everything, including the 
                most beautiful wife in the world. Tired 
                of fawning courtiers, Kandaules develops 
                an intense friendship with a brutal 
                young fisherman, Gyges. His generosity 
                (decadence?) prompts him to share everything 
                he has with his new friend, including 
                Queen Nyssia herself. With the aid of 
                the King’s Ring of Invisibility, found 
                inside a fish he himself caught, Gyges 
                spends the night with Nyssia. Appalled, 
                she orders him to kill Candaules. This 
                he does, and the story ends with the 
                peasant presented to the court as the 
                new King. Hebbel’s play centred on the 
                nobility of the "natural man" 
                Gyges, but for Gide and Zemlinsky the 
                King was the fascinating figure. Part 
                poet, part voyeur, intensely self-aware 
                but in the grip of an obsession focused 
                as much on Gyges as the Queen, the character 
                of Kandaules reflects many of the ambiguities 
                and tensions of 20th century Western 
                High Art. 
              
 
              
The composer died in 
                1942 having laid his final testament 
                aside. Fifty years later, Antony Beaumont 
                (acclaimed for his completion of Busoni’s 
                Doktor Faust) was chosen by Zemlinsky’s 
                widow to put the score in order and 
                finish the instrumentation, copious 
                notes for which existed in the partially 
                revised short score. In 1993 Gerd Albrecht 
                recorded a teaser of extracts from Act 
                3 for Capriccio, showcasing Franz Grundheber 
                as Gyges. The complete work followed 
                three years later under the same conductor, 
                in a live recording spliced together 
                during the initial Hamburg run. Beaumont 
                himself recently conducted the Act 3 
                Prelude — a graphical depiction of Gyges’ 
                night of passion with Nyssia, lubriciously 
                sliding trombones after Lady Macbeth 
                of Mtsensk and all — for Volume 
                3 of his Zemlinsky survey for Chandos. 
              
 
              
Zemlinsky’s opera is 
                his artistic testament, a late oozing 
                of the hectic sensuality of The Dwarf 
                and A Florentine Tragedy, cross-fertilised 
                by the austere modernity explored in 
                Der Kreidekreis, a music theatre 
                piece much closer to Kurt Weill than 
                Strauss or Schoenberg. The sense of 
                summation is heightened by prominent 
                references to motifs from The Dwarf, 
                the Lyric Symphony and others 
                of his works. Mixing spoken dialogue 
                with a rich chromatic melos which 
                always stays this side of the tonal 
                line, the score gathers power as the 
                shadows close on Kandaules. The elegant, 
                bland courtiers’ banter of Act 1 fines 
                down to nocturnal sensuality for the 
                central dialogues, culminating in the 
                stripping bare of both the Queen and 
                Candaules’ mental obsession. The last 
                act spotlights Gyges, caught between 
                friendship and the explosive sex of 
                his night with Nyssia, and Zemlinsky’s 
                music — magnificently realised by Beaumont 
                — becomes progressively more robust 
                as catastrophe approaches. The thunderous 
                march which dominates the final pages 
                as the Queen and her new consort take 
                power after the ultimate consummation 
                of the murder hints, maybe, at the brutality 
                of the totalitarian regime which had 
                destroyed what was left of Zemlinsky’s 
                Viennese civilization, a regime led 
                by vigorous men strong in feeling but 
                weak in everything else. Not nice, but 
                perhaps (the music tells us) inevitable. 
              
 
              
Now the first night 
                of the controversial 2002 Salzburg Festival 
                production has joined Capriccio’s Hamburg 
                premiere set on disc. This is in Andante’s 
                chaste but elegant house style, scrupulously 
                documented and illustrated with production 
                shots. The controversy was all about 
                Christine Mielitz’s stark staging rather 
                than the musical side, which was generally 
                admired. Little wonder, for the theatrical 
                sweep and vigour of Kent Nagano’s reading 
                grips from the start and never lets 
                go. Despite some fluffs and lapses of 
                co-ordination there’s added light and 
                shade, an inexorable momentum compared 
                against the Capriccio issue. Gerd Albrecht 
                is never less than well regimented, 
                but although his Hamburg strings capture 
                Zemlinsky’s soaring climaxes with breathtaking 
                power, it is Nagano’s orchestra which 
                better evokes the headily perfumed, 
                nocturnal air which pervades the score. 
              
 
              
Der König Kandaules 
                stands or falls by the quality of its 
                principals, and the Salzburg men make 
                up in theatrical force what they lack 
                in subtlety. American tenor Robert Brubaker 
                tackles the marathon title role with 
                power and finesse, emphasising Kandaules’s 
                questing, fevered intelligence at the 
                expense of the lyric introspection James 
                O’Neal quarried in the Hamburg run. 
                Wolfgang Schöne’s long experience 
                shows itself in verbal clarity, musical 
                solidity … and crumbling security at 
                forte and above. His Gyges sounds 
                conventional besides the late Monte 
                Pederson’s memorably individual Hamburg 
                creation, an ironic Wozzeck with brain 
                cells intact, far better sung. 
              
 
              
With Nina Stemme the 
                advantage swings back to Salzburg. Voluptuously 
                seductive on the ear, her Nyssia reveals 
                a powerful, idiosyncratic lyric soprano 
                very much at the top of her game, thrilling 
                above the stave, steely in the dignity 
                of her resolve when the true begetter 
                of her amorous satisfaction reveals 
                himself. This is a magnificent portrayal, 
                rendering the Queen’s plight more moving 
                than Nina Warren’s Hamburg competence. 
                The time-serving courtiers are lightly 
                sketched, rather like Shakespeare’s 
                comparable functionaries in Timon 
                of Athens. Salzburg cast them from 
                strength, with Georg Zeppenfeld’s firm, 
                bronzed Philebos, wisest of the lot, 
                a stand-out. 
              
 
              
Capriccio’s Hamburg 
                recording is clean and detailed, amazingly 
                free of stage and audience thumps, bumps, 
                and coughs, almost studio-bound. The 
                Andante Salzburg is much more a warts 
                and all radio job. The first two acts 
                were run together, with applause intruding 
                on the first notes of the onstage musical 
                entertainment which opens Act 2. As 
                a result Andante have to split the act 
                between discs, midway through the pivotal 
                scene between Kandaules and the newly-ennobled 
                Gyges, which is a pity. Of more moment, 
                however, is the restoration of numerous 
                snatches of spoken dialogue and two 
                very substantial spoken monologues over 
                music, amplifying Gyges’ background 
                and Kandaules’ discovery of the power 
                of the Invisibility Ring. All of this 
                adds about four minutes of music, of 
                little significance in itself but serving 
                to clarify plot and motivation. The 
                restoration might also help account 
                for the more human, less mythic ambience 
                of the Salzburg production over its 
                predecessor. 
              
 
              
Which to choose? The 
                Capriccio documentation, featuring a 
                cogent essay by Beaumont himself, is 
                just as good if less flashily presented; 
                whilst their English-German libretto 
                is clearer to read than the three-language 
                Andante version, which (due to lack 
                of space?) pares down the stage directions, 
                sometimes to confusing effect. In an 
                ideal world you’d couple Pedersen’s 
                Hamburg Gyges with Stemme’s Salzburg 
                Queen. The choice for Kandaules is far 
                less clear cut. Maybe in the end Salzburg’s 
                fuller musical text and Nagano’s imaginative 
                direction tilt the balance just in favour 
                of the new Andante version; but anyone 
                who cares about Zemlinsky or twentieth 
                century opera really should take one 
                or the other into their library, for 
                it is one of those rare works which 
                offers fresh philosophical and musical 
                insights on each hearing. Der König 
                Kandaules may be, by definition, 
                a less finished masterwork than either 
                The Dwarf or Lyric Symphony; 
                but it is still a gripping opera, provocative, 
                outrageous and disturbing by turns. 
              
Christopher Webber 
                 
                
                DER KÖNIG KANDAULES 
                – COMPARATIVE DISCOGRAPHY 
                1. Vorspiel and Gyges Monologue Act 
                III. (Franz Grundheber (baritone), 
                Philharmonisches Staatsorchester Hamburg/Gerd 
                Albrecht) [coupled with Symphonische 
                Gesänge Op.20, Drei Ballettstücke 
                "Triumph der Zeit"] 
                CAPRICCIO 10 448 (1993) 
                2. Complete. Live, Hamburg State 
                Opera, 1996 (James O’Neal, Monte Pederson, 
                Nina Warren, Philharmonisches Staatsorchester 
                Hamburg/Gerd Albrecht) 
                CAPRICCIO 2-CD 60 071 2 (1996) 
                
                3. Vorspiel Act III. (Czech Philharmonic 
                Orchestra/Antony Beaumont) 
                CHANDOS CHAN 10204 (2003)