Giuseppe Verdi


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Giacomo Puccini

OPRY LINKS 10: Grab-Bag

Jerry Hadley                                                          Jon Vickers

Saturdee Opry Links Overture

“Ascanio in Alba,” by Mozart.

An aria for our time. Really. How badly we need an Andrea Chenier to denounce the unfeeling rich, the economic fascists who are so cynically, callously ruining societies and ecosystem, pulling the rope up after them. This is a grand moment from Giordano's opera, "Andrea Chenier," inspired by the life of the French poet executed during the French Revolution. Listen to the resolve, the strength, the defiance, in the singing of Franco Corelli. He meant every word. "Un dì, all'azzurro spazio." "One day I looked to the blue sky. . ."
Synopsis: At a hoity-toity Parisian soiree, The Countess of Coigny asks Andrea Chénier to improvise a poem, as one would request a parlor trick. Disgusting, Chenier says that inspiration has abandoned him. The Countess's daughter, Ivanka---I mean, Maddelena---asks Chénier to recite a verse, but he refuses her also, saying that "Fantasy is not commanded on cue!" The laughter of the girls draws the Countess' attention, and Maddelena explains mockingly that the Muse of poetry is absent from the party. Chénier, roiling with anger, improvises a poem about the suffering of the poor, ending with a tirade against those in power in church and state, shocking the guests. Maddalena begs forgiveness.

"Cosi Fan Tutte," like many Mozart operas, is a manic procession of manic people doing manic things. Well, at least it seems that way if you are possessed of the type of brain I have (and I hope you are not.) I generally have to ignore the Marx-Brothers-on-meth plots and enjoy the procession of one gorgeous melody after another. Here is one such melody, the tenor aria, "Un'aura amorosa," sung by the tragically late Jerry Hadley. 
Synopsis: Guglielmo complains of his hunger but, in this aria, Ferrando tells him he should hold his appetite, for even the possibility of love from their beloveds will sate one's hunger at once.

"If only I could forget everything. . .But all struggles are in vain," sings Federico in "L'Arlesienne," by Cilea. Well, not quite, Federico---the struggle to forget everything ends in triumph for everyone! Oh, sorry for the cynicism, folks, but you know me. Anyhow, here is the magnifico, molto luttuoso (look it up) "Lamento di Federico." Sung here by the too often overlooked tenor, Jon Vickers. Note: this performance is marked by scrupulous restraint, no over-emoting or "sob" factor very common in Italian tenor singing. It's a matter of taste, and Vickers was a man who adhered to the note. To that extent, this performance is exemplary.
Synopsis: Federico has run away from home after finding out that his beloved girl from Arles has betrayed him with the stable boy. He is found by Baldassarre and L'Innocente but the former leaves to tend the flocks and the latter falls asleep. As L'Innocente falls asleep, he mentions a line from a story told earlier about a goat. This comment sets off Federico and he despairs over his lost love.

And here, for contrast, is the great Mario Lanza with the more emotional, tradtionally Italian performance. . .

The story of Beethoven's sole opera, "Fidelio," is essentially the story of a war---literally, and in Beethoven's head. The opera went through so many revisions, changes, performance fiascos, over decades. Cross-outs, revisions, rewrites were characteristic of Beethoven's process, but in this case, he just didn't seem to quite have a handle on what he wanted. Still, there is no arguing with the greatest aria from "Fidelio," which, in matters dear to Beethoven's heart and mind, champions freedom and triumph over tyrannny. Here is the artful Jon Vickers again, with Florestan's ara, "In des Lebens Fruhlinstagen" ("In the spring days of my life.") Note: the aria is generally known as "Gott, Welch Dinkel hier," but that prelude section has been omitted here. 
Synopsis : Imprisoned and close to death, Florestan sings that even though his life is now joyless, he can find solace because he has done his duty and he knows that what he did was right. He then thinks that he sees a vision of his wife Leonora coming as an angel to lead him to heaven.

Typically, or stereotypically, when one thinks of a love duet in opera, one things of arch outpouring of emotion, ardor, rapture, etc. All of which are perfectly fine, considering the comparatively prosaic thing that real-life love is. But one does not immediately think of quiet, refined, and yes, understated (italicized) utterance. Yet it exists, of course, and mostly in baroque opera. Here is the exquisite love duet, "Pur ti Miro," live on stage, from "The Coronation of Poppea," by Monteverdi. (Note, the mumbling voice you hear occasionally is that of the stage prompter.) Here are Nero (Jon Vickers again) and Gwyneth Jones. 
Translation: (scroll to page 3)

Leontyne Price (still with us at 92 at this writing!) had her big coming out as Leonora in Verdi's "Il Trovatore" at the Met in 1961, and the great Gwyneth Jones (still with us at 82 at this writing!) had her big coming out while standing in for Price in the same role in 1964 at the Royal Opera in Covent Garden. Here is Ms. Jones with the beguilingly melodious "Tacea la notte placida" from "Il Trovatore" ("The night was still and quiet.") This is what a full-blown dramatic soprano (a type of voice) sounds like, folks, never mind that she dispatches coloratura passages with aplomb in the second part of the aria. This is an exceptionally beautiful rendition. (Note: you'll have to turn this up a little---it's a live recording.)
Synopsis: Leonora reveals to her servant Ines that she heard someone serenading her in the garden. However, when she goes out to see who the troubadour is, she finds that it is, in fact, a knight in black armor who she had once crowned as the champion of a tournament. She quickly fell in love with him.
About Ms. Jones: _(soprano) 

And here is the colossal Ms. Price with the same aria. . .

This is a nice archival clip of Ms. Jones at her peak, live on stage in 1973, with the heartbreaking "O Patria Mia," from Verdi's "Aida." For my money (not a very potent boast), the best thing in the opera, along with "Celeste Aida." Yes, she is in "brown face." Sue me.
Synopsis: It is the eve of Amneris' wedding to Radamès and Aida has come to the banks of the nile near the temple to meet Radamès. She mourns her homeland, which she will never see again.

And back to Jon Vickers. One of the harder moments in opera comes at the beginning of Verdi's "Aida," when the tenor must immediately take the stage and sing the classic aria, "Celeste Aida." He has to hope that backstage warmups did the trick. Here is Vickers on stage in San Francisco in 1969, doing this very trick---with characteristic exactitude, understatement, artfulness. Did he pull it off?
Synopsis: Rumors of an impending war with Ethiopia have been circulating. Radamès has just been told by Ramfis that Isis has named a new, young man to command the Egyptian Army. Radamès wishes it were he so he could free Aida.

Enough histrionics. Now back to our regularly scheduled Mozart. From "The Marriage of Figaro," this is the "letter duet." It hardly matters what is being said/sung. As Bullwinkle used to say, "Just listen!" By the way, if you want to split hairs, this is a "duettino," or "little duet."
Synopsis: Susanna and the Countess are plotting to trick the Count (of course), who has been attempting to seduce Susanna (of course.) They have planned for Susanna to meet the Count this evening. The Countess dictates a letter to Susanna that informs the Count where he can meet Susanna. She repeats the Countess's words as she writes.
That's all, just a little moment, but imbued with such beauty. And in a way, that's what opera does---it takes all of life's little moments, because, really they are all very little, aren't they. . .and imbues them with beauty and grandeur. This is the great, great Mozart soprano, Lucia Popp, with Gundula Janowitz, who was no slouch, herself. 

There are many opera stereotypes: Brunhilde with the horned helmet, fat tenors sobbing, frail sopranos taking twenty minutes to die while singing at the top of their lungs, and groups of fairly frantic singers more or less singing frantic, antic finales. Seeing as this is today's final bow, we will deal with the lattermost. But remember, as you watch and listen, that this was essentially new at the time. No one had done this before except Mozart, at least not as cleverly, brilliantly. It's akin to trying to appreciate Buster Keaton, perhaps. To the jaded 21st century eye, Keaton might appear to be merely amusing. But one must remember that he was actually inventing the art form you are witnessing. Same with Wolfgang. Anyhow, wanted to send you off with something rousing and fun. The finale to act two (there are four) of "The Marriage of Figaro," with English subtitles.
If you really want to investigate the plot, I wish you good luck:

Saturdee Opry Links Encore!
"What a lovely thing is a sunny day! Ah, but there is something more fair than this. . .it's your face. . ."
Joseph Schmidt was denied an operatic career because he was about four-feet-eleven, so he turned to radio and recording (lucky for the world.) One of a couple tenors referred to, rather patronizingly, as the "pocket Caruso," he had an unusually flexible (due to cantorial training) voice, and a creamy tone, but with spinto power. As I've written here many times, he died a few days after suffering a heart attack, after having been mistakenly imprisoned in a Swiss refugee camp while fleeing the Nazis. Here is the man with an early recording he made of "O Sole Mio," in German.


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