Tristan und
Isolde, Mahler's Eighth
Symphony and that polar bear!
Berlin at Easter 2007 (JPr)
It seems that Berlin has gone Knuts!
Ok so now I Google this I know it is
not original but I might as well used
it since how else could I start this
essay on music in the German capital
over Easter.
I am supposed to be writing about
Wagner and Mahler but it is a polar
bear than needs considering because of
its wider importance to the finances
of not just a zoo but the economy of
this cash-starved city where an
awesome amount of regeneration
continues.
Potsdamer Platz is at the heart of the
city where West used to be divided
from East and has many other
historical associations. I have
watched it develop, over a number of
visits, from the biggest building site
in the world into a commercial and
tourist centre with skyscrapers of the
size and complexity to bring Fritz
Lang’s ‘Metropolis’ into existence.
Back to Knut. Is there anyone who does
not know the story? Well, some 125,000
people came to Berlin Zoo over the
Easter weekend while I was there. Knut
is a 5-month old ‘global phenomenon’
of a cute fluffy furry bundle of
playful (until he grows) fun. He was
rejected by his mother, his twin died,
and he is now being raised by his
keeper.
There are in the region of about
15.000 visitors to his enclosure on
the most popular days for his two
one-hour appearances. When I was there
there were barriers, security guards
and a one-way system past the
enclosure.
Did I queue … no I did not, there are
always alternatives! Did I join the
others in going ‘Ahhhhh!’ … of course
I did!
As worldwide interest grows the Zoo is
cashing in and has trademarked Knut’s
name for t-shirts, postcards, posters,
toy bears and even the sausage stalls
have his photo on them. A Berlin bank
is also planning to have Knut on its
bankcards.
The more tourists in Berlin, the more
money they spend, the more money there
is for everything including the
continuing regeneration and, of
course, the Arts.
Maintaining three opera houses, the
Philharmonie concert hall and the
orchestras, amongst all the other
art-forms (straight theatre, museums
and art galleries) is hugely important
for Berlin because it prides itself on
being, what I have seen described as,
‘a cultural showpiece city’ for
Europe. It is however one that is
struggling with an estimated debt of
some 60 billion euro. Germany’s
highest court recently rejected the
city’s plea for the government to bail
it out and seemingly indirectly
accused it of being a ‘spendthrift
city’ that needs to drastically cut
its spending and therefore something
from the cultural budget may have to
be sacrificed.
I
doubt whether Knut is worth 60 billion
euro but every little helps!
I
visited two of Berlin’s musical
institutions over this last Easter
weekend. The day I arrived I saw
Tristan und Isolde at the Deutsche
Oper. Götz Friedrich was general
manager and principal director of the
Deutsche Oper from 1981 until his
death in late 2000. He was for a long
time the enfant terrible of
those who like their opera productions
blandly coherent because of his
innovative and intellectual stagings.
This Tristan was new in 1980
and returned for the 50th time on 7
April. I had previously seen this
‘monumental’ production once before in
May 2000. The monumentality exists in
the scale of the sets by the legendary
Günther Schneider-Siemssen recreating
the deck of a ship with stage-deep
ropes for Act I, castle walls for Act
II and castle promontory for Act III.
The costumes I understand are Inge
Justin’s originals from 1980 and are a
fairly traditional mix of heavy gowns
for the women and courtly attire for
the men. There is some white for
Isolde and Tristan but mostly it is
all brown, grey and black. This goes
for the lighting as well which is
fairly gloomy apart from some
moonlight effects at crucial times.
How
much of the original concept exist in
Gerlinda Pelkowski’s revival is
difficult to know. When I first saw it
Friedrich was still alive and now all
there are left are notes presumably
and a filmed version. There is nothing
controversial here, perhaps there
never was? It is as ‘classic’ a
version of Tristan und Isolde
as anyone is likely to now find. I
just remember René Kollo’s Tristan
having more energy than Christian
Franz here. That may be because it was
Kollo’s last performance of this role
and they made a presentation to him
afterwards. As in that 2000
performance Isolde was Gabriele
Schnaut, she has become a little more
statuesque over the years and now
seemed restricted to a few semaphore
arm movements. It was rumoured that
these will be her last Isoldes.
Overall the cast was of a quality
rarely encountered these days.
Brangäne was in the safe hands of
Petra Lang, impetuous, tactile and
youthful, her mezzo voice has an
incredible range and her Act II
warning ‘Einsam wachen’ had great
impact and portent. Two other
distinguished German singers made
major contributions - Matthias Goerne
brought some of the Lieder singer’s
subtlety to the faithful retainer
Kurwenal, and the current Bayreuth
Hagen, the bass Hans-Peter König, is a
tall man with an imposing voice that
held the audience’s attention through
his monologues.
Gabriele Schnaut, who had been careful
not to force her voice, became more
involved in Act III and her
‘Liebestod’ was imperious and
affecting. As we become more distant
from the exploits of the great British
Heldentenor Alberto Remedios, it
becomes less relevant to make the
following remark that Christian Franz
reminds me of Alberto. There is a
sense of struggle, there is a sense of
naïve awkwardness on stage but there
is an overwhelming geniality and
general pleasantness of tone even
during his bandage waving Act III
travails. He retained just enough puff
for a moving and surprisingly delicate
last-gasp ‘Isolde!’
The
orchestra of the Deutsche Oper Berlin
were on top form and sounded as though
they played through Tristan und
Isolde every night. They were
guided by the safe hands of the
veteran Austrian conductor, Peter
Schneider, who visibly cast a giant
shadow on the walls of the 1960’s
theatre as he led the orchestra though
a magisterial, if rather slow, account
of the score, never less that eloquent
it sounded like a studio CD recording
until it achieved a wonderful radiance
during the closing pages from Isolde’s
appearance in Act III onwards when
Schnaut cast the singer’s artifice
aside and let the role take her over.
If
the Deutsche Oper’s facilities remind
one of the pre-renovation Royal Festival
Hall then the
Philharmonie, home of the
Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra
is indeed a ‘singular building’ as
described by the recently derided
Wikipedia. Built by the architect
Hans Scharoun in the early
1960s it is a bit like a gigantic
circus tent and the main concert hall
is pentagonal. The sound is well-nigh
perfect throughout the 2,440 capacity
hall, the stage can be fully viewed
from virtually any seat in the hall,
particularly because it is in the
centre and there are a number of seats
behind it, as well as those in front.
Mahler said
of his Eighth Symphony ‘…the
experience of the music should be
overwhelming, it should leave you
feeling, however briefly, that this is
unquestionably the greatest piece of
music ever written.’ It possibly
something that can only be experienced
to the full when heard live. No
recordings can match the overwhelming
impact of the work if the atmosphere
and impact are distilled through
digital recording techniques.
The fact
that there was this great Mahler cycle
going on in Berlin over 10 nights from
1 to 12 April seems to have been kept
the secret of most outside Germany,
outside Berlin even. Under the
direction of Daniel Barenboim and
Pierre Boulez most of Mahler’s
completed works were performed. Easter
Monday (9 April) it was Mahler’s
‘Symphony of a Thousand’ conducted by
Boulez with a galaxy of star soloists.
Is this
really a symphony? Well it certainly
is not a classical one and is in fact
Mahler reaching out towards an
operatic style he did not have the
time to pursue. Isn’t that gentle
atmospheric opening with pizzicato
cellos and basses nothing other than a
prelude or intermezzo (if you prefer)
between two acts?
‘Veni,
creator spiritus’ is full of baroque
devices so think oratorio. The second
movement is a setting of part of
Goethe’s Faust: Part II and
think grand romantic opera, well,
until towards the very end.
‘Alles Vergängliche
ist nur ein Gleichnis’ begins the end
of the symphony. At first
whispered by the Chorus Mysticus, and
gradually everything winds up to the
works’s grand apotheosis, highlighting
the redemptive powers of the Eternal
Feminine (‘Das Ewig-Weibliche’) that
was one of Wagner’s favourite themes.
In the
first movement Boulez is alive to all
the intricate details and he seems to
adhere to Mahler’s instruction of
‘somewhat pressing to the end’. The
second movement too works well, aided
by the faultless ensemble and solid
strings, woodwind and brass playing of
the Staatskapelle Berlin and potent,
well-schooled singing from amongst
others the Staatsoper Berlin chorus.
This work really benefits from
involving such an opera chorus. I will
not go through the individual
contributions of the singers; all made
important contributions although they
were occasionally overwhelmed by the
immensity of the sound around them.
For those keen on these things the
soloists involved were:
First
soprano (Magna Peccatrix)
Twyla Robinson
Second soprano (Una poenitentium)
Soile Isokoski
Third soprano (Mater gloriosa) Adriane
Queiroz
First
alto (Mulier Samaritana)
Michelle DeYoung
Second alto (Maria Aegyptiaca) Simone
Schröder
Tenor
(Doctor Marianus) Johan Botha
Baritone
(Pater ecstaticus) Hanna Müller-Brachman
Bass
(Pater profundis) Robert Holl
It was
all really exciting, whether it was
sufficiently spiritual or
life-enhancing was something I did not
bother about until long after I left
the concert hall. Do we expect any
transfiguration from a Boulez
performance, possibly not?
And
the solution to the problems of the
finances of the classical music
institutions in Berlin? Well why not
put the prices up? The Royal Opera,
Covent Garden, trumpets ‘the top price
for Opera rises in line with inflation
from £185 to £190’, the best stalls
seats at the Deutsche Oper are mostly
around £82 and at most about £96 for
next season with good tickets in the
stalls available from anything from
£25 to £28. Go to Berlin while you can
at these prices.
© Jim Pritchard