Lyrics by DuBose Heyward and Ira Gershwin - Libretto by DuBose Heyward.
            Porgy, a crippled beggar - Eric Owens (baritone); Bess - Laquita Mitchell 
            (soprano); Serena, Robbin’s wife - Inez Matthews (soprano); 
            Sporting Life, a dope pedlar – Chauncey Packer (tenor); Crown, 
            a stevedore - Lester Lynch (baritone); Jake, a fisherman - Eric Greene 
            (baritone); Clara, Jake’s wife - Angel Blue (soprano); Maria, 
            keeper of the cookshop - Alteouise de Vaughn (mezzo); Mingo - Michael 
            Bragg (tenor)
            rec. San Francisco Opera, June 2009.
Gershwin’s 
Porgy and Bess has 
              been ‘lucky’ in terms of audio recordings: I got to 
              know it properly through Sir Simon Rattle’s very fine EMI 
              recording, which followed a run of acclaimed performances at Glyndebourne. 
              There was also a Decca recording led by Lorin Maazel and the conductor 
              of this present performance, John DeMain, was responsible for an 
              RCA recording with his Houston Grand Opera company: I’ve never 
              had the chance to hear either of those recordings though I’ve 
              read good things about them. However, the work has not fared so 
              well on DVD and the only version of which I’m aware is a studio-made 
              performance onto which the Rattle audio recording was dubbed with 
              results that have been widely criticised as less than fully satisfactory.
               
              Into the breach steps this new San Francisco Opera version and, 
              frankly, I suspect it would sweep the board even if it faced far 
              greater competition. It was recorded live at performances given 
              at San Francisco Opera in June 2009. One of those performances, 
              on 24 June, was 
reviewed 
              by Harvey Steiman for MusicWeb International Seen and Heard. The 
              score isn’t quite presented complete: there are some cuts, 
              the most obvious of which is the Jasbo Brown piano episode immediately 
              after the orchestral introduction; instead the production moves 
              seamlessly into ‘Summertime’, sung fervently by Angel 
              Blue. I must admit that any instances of surgery to the score didn’t 
              really trouble me at all, and perhaps that in itself is a tribute 
              to the sweep and energy of the performance. The other thing to point 
              out is that the opera’s three acts have been rearranged into 
              two: the break comes after Crown has reclaimed Bess on Kittiwah 
              Island.
               
              There isn’t a weak link in the cast with even the smaller 
              roles sung and acted marvellously – for instance, the cameo 
              role of the Crab Man is filled by a terrific tenor, Ashley Faatoailia. 
              All the main characters are superbly done. Lester Lynch is a fearsome 
              presence as the malevolent bully, Crown while Chauncey Packer portrays 
              Sportin’ Life as the flamboyant chancer that he is – 
              Packer’s ‘It ain’t necessarily so’ is funny 
              and mocking while ‘There’s a boat that’s leavin’ 
              soon for New York’ is full of cynical insinuation and manipulation..
               
              Karen Slack is a wonderful Serena. In the wake scene for Robbins 
              her searing grief is very affecting. Best of all is the Gospel fervour 
              she brings to ‘Doctor Jesus’ at the start of what is 
              Act II in this production. I also enjoyed Eric Greene’s portrayal 
              of Jake – ‘A woman is a sometime thing’ is just 
              great – and I was moved by Angel Blue’s portrayal of 
              his wife, Clara. Incidentally, at the height of the hurricane scene 
              Clara’s vain and doomed attempt to rescue Jake is most imaginatively 
              depicted. Laquita Mitchell is wonderfully convincing as Bess, first 
              appearing as the tipsy, tarty ‘lady’ on Crown’s 
              arm, her vivid orange dress matching her hair colour. Then she finds 
              stability and happiness briefly with Porgy and is genuinely moving 
              in the way she depicts how she’s torn between fear – 
              and need – of Crown and her yearning for the simple life with 
              Porgy. Finally, though, Sportin’ Life’s happy dust and 
              the allure of the bright lights of New York turn her head.
               
              Dominating the whole production is the Porgy of Eric Owens. He’s 
              a big man in every sense and his voice fits the part like a glove. 
              He takes centre stage right from the moment he first limps on and 
              the opera revolves around him. He is completely convincing in the 
              way that he acts the part and his singing is superb. The rapturous 
              duet with Bess, ‘Bess, you is my woman now’, is a true 
              highlight of the show, as it should be. Towards the end of the opera 
              his desperation and anguish when he comes back from his brief spell 
              in jail and finds Bess gone is very moving and then ‘O Lord, 
              I’m on my way’ is surprisingly subdued – and feels 
              just right. This Porgy shows resolution at the end, though we all 
              know that his task in trying to get to New York, let alone to find 
              Bess, is well-nigh impossible. This is a Porgy who, throughout the 
              opera, truly engages our sympathies.
               
              It’s right that bouquets should be handed out to all the principals 
              but arguably the real heroes and heroines of this production are 
              the chorus. They are truly superb and they are directed quite magnificently. 
              The singing is impeccable and often really fervent – sample 
              the revivalist fervour of the scene over Robbins’ body or 
              the upbeat ‘O, I can’t sit down’ which teems with 
              vitality. The scene where the community is sheltering from the hurricane 
              is shattering, the chorus completely believable. And it’s 
              not just their singing: the way they move is marvellous too. The 
              choreography is spot-on and the way in which the chorus is directed 
              ensures that their hugely important role in the proceedings makes 
              a terrific impact.
               
              All aspects of the theatrical side of the production are expertly 
              handled. The large sets are simple and flexible and are atmospherically 
              lit at all times. The production is updated to the 1950s: I’m 
              not quite sure why but this decision is in no way detrimental to 
              the opera. Best of all, the production is blessedly free from directorial 
              conceits. Francesca Zambello has clearly thought deeply about the 
              opera but having done so she has taken the decision to let it speak 
              for itself rather than seeking to impose any sort of weird and wonderful 
              director’s theories upon it. The production is direct, clear 
              – and masterful. The direction of the production for the screen 
              by Frank Zamacona is just as successful. The camera work is expert, 
              focussing the viewer’s attention at the right place at the 
              right time and also giving us a compelling view of the production 
              as a whole.
               
              Finally, everything is right in the pit. I suspect that John DeMain 
              may have been invited to conduct this performance because the General 
              Director of San Francisco Opera, David Gockley, spend over three 
              decades in a similar role at Houston Grand Opera, during which time 
              DeMain served as Musical Director for some 18 seasons. Gockley chose 
              his conductor for this production very wisely. DeMain has long experience 
              of conducting this opera. My goodness, it shows. He gets razor-sharp, 
              idiomatic playing from the orchestra and the coordination between 
              pit and stage is evidently flawless. The performance is zesty and 
              crackles with energy. It also has huge romantic sweep and ardour. 
              DeMain, Zambello and the cast understand that this is a big opera 
              in the great tradition and they play it as such.
               
              The Blu-Ray disc gives an excellent, crisp and vibrantly colourful 
              picture and the sound is excellent. I was gripped and moved by this 
              performance and I urge you to see it. My colleague Robert J Farr 
              made this a 
Recording of the Month a few weeks ago. I can 
              only second his enthusiasm. Bravo, San Francisco.
               
              
John Quinn
               
              Previous review (DVD): 
Robert 
              J Farr (an April Recording of the Month)