Opera North on Tour: The Lowry Theatre, Salford Quays. 09-13.05.
2006 (RJF)
Puccini: La Rondine
Mozart: The Marriage of Figaro
Weill: Arms and the Cow
Since the conclusion of their winter tour in Belfast in April 2005, Opera North’s activities
have been severely restricted due to their home at the
Grand Theatre Leeds undergoing total refurbishment and
technical updating. They visited The Lowry, and a couple
of other venues, in the summer of 2005 with one performance
of a semi- staged production of Bartok’s
Duke Bluebeards Castle (see review
by Bill Kenny) featuring John Tomlinson and Sally
Burgess which subsequently became the basis of the recently
issued recording by Chandos in their Opera in English series.
In the following autumn Opera North’s activities were
restricted to concert performances of Nabucco,
which came to the Lowry in October (see my
review), and semi staged performances of Hansel
and Gretel in Leeds Town Hall. The vibrant performances
of Nabucco are currently the basis of a recording
that should make a thrilling CD issue in the same Opera
in English series.
With
the promised land of a tentative date for a return to
their home theatre set for June of this year, the Company
re-instituted their normal spring policy of three productions.
Unable to start in Leeds they
spent two weeks in neighbouring Bradford
before touring their normal venues. Playing for audiences
carefully, they are touring one new production and two
revivals which consist of a further outing for the 1994
production of Puccini’s La Rondine
and, it being a Mozart anniversary year, their 1996
Marriage Of Figaro.
For the season’s new production they again turned, perhaps
spurred by the reception of One Touch of Venus,
to Kurt Weill and Arms and the Cow.
Having
no home base must have impacted considerably on stage
rehearsal time and facilities. But at the halfway stage
of the tour everything is as tightly knit as is the
Company norm, and is superbly exemplified by the singing
and acting in La Rondine.
Peter Relton has revived Francesco Zambello’s original
production in 2000 in which as I remember from the 1994
original, Tito Beltran’s Ruggero
was a something of a chocolate box soldier in Act I.
This was his UK
stage debut after being a finalist in the Cardiff
Singer of the World contest the previous year. At
that time, Beltran lacked the vocal heft that Rafael
Rojas brought to the current performance and which is
needed in the finale of Act III when Ruggero
berates Magda for sullying
his sexual purity; an interesting variation on the norm,
even in Second Empire France let alone the present day.
But that of course is part of the incongruities between
the Parisian
demi-monde, and the
sensibilities of an innocent young man from the south
of the country.
This cultural difference is perhaps alluded by the sets:
the blackness and business of Magda’s
Paris salon in Act I, contrasts starkly with the white
of the Provençal love nest in the simple Act
III which indicates Ruggero’s
physical and emotional purity. It is in Act III that
the drama is really played out and where Janis Kelly
as Magda showed her prowess as a singing actress. In her Paris
salon she had been the perfect courtesan hostess and
had portrayed a rather gauche ingénue in the nightclub
of Act II. In both of those acts her singing was careful
and her phrasing, often on a thread of tone, expressive.
In Act III, both in the love duet and after Ruggero
learns of Magda’s courtesan past, Janis Kelly lets her voice open out
in passionate and strong singing. Yes, her voice could
benefit from a little more colour, but its white purity,
without any spread or acidity, can surmount even Puccini’s
luxuriant orchestration. In these passionate outbursts,
first of love and then anger, she is matched by Rojos’
strong singing. Like hers, his diction was a pleasure.
La
Rondine is unusual in
having major parts for two sopranos and two tenors.
As the second tenor, the poet Prunier, Alan Oke sang and acted
well. It is a difficult part to bring off; Prunier
is not a wimp but a shrewd manipulator of Lisette,
Magda’s maid, and her dreams. Gail Pearson acted well and
sang with purity but not a lot of vocal colour. As Magda’s
rather benevolent Sugar Daddy Rambaldo,
Peter Savidge, a left over from the 1994 production, was rather
wooden in his acting. The steep raking of the Lowry
stage did not help his natural movement, or that of the other singers. Richard Farnes conducted with consideration for his singers and affection
for Puccini’s seemingly little loved eighth opera. Whilst
the work has not got the individual arias of Bohème
or Butterfly, it is full of the composer’s melodic
felicities and is dramatically cohesive. As an opera
it deserves a better press than it often gets and this
production and sets are ideal vehicles for its appreciation.
I regretted that opera starved Mancunians and Salfordians
did not turn out in better numbers to recognise the
quality of the work and this performance. Perhaps opera
lovers in the remaining touring venues will take note
and give the performances better support than it received
at The Lowry.
The
second revival, The Marriage of Figaro, sung
in English, was rather less successful than the La
Rondine. The Act I set
is crude, with Figaro and Susana’s allocated room being
consisting of graffiti-sprayed flats and their bed being
a mattress propped against the wall. Act IV opens with
magical lighting and small cut-out trees that could,
at a pinch, do the business of the assignations and
Figaro’s uncertainties. However, the producer bungles
this opportunity and the intended confusions of the
act are not clearly delineated. Likewise the Act I shenanigans
around the chair as Cherubino
avoids the Count are also poorly managed. Whilst I cannot
imagine any Count Almaviva physically passing out on
discovering that Marcellina
is Figaro’s mother, this Count’s meek acceptance of
the overt aggression of his servants as they present
their flowers -including jabbing them into his crotch-might
have been meant to give the impression of a weak character.
That impression was certainly reinforced by the light
voiced singing of James McOran-Campbell
whose lack of vocal bite and physical stature were not
compensated for in the threats of incongruous and gratuitous
violence on his wife. As portrayed here, the Count came
over as a bit of a wimp rather than a suave seducer.
Both Figaro and Count were light voiced baritones, but
whilst Wyn Pencarreg as Figaro had the physique and vocal suppleness
to support his vocal characterisation and expression
via his acting, McOran-Campbell’s Count lacked even these advantages.
As Cherubino, Juliane Young’s facial
and wide-eyed expressions, and her body language, were
outstanding in what can be a difficult role to portray.
She shaped both her arias well. Jeni Bern was a pert Susanna and a well-acted foil for the
Count and her Act IV aria was a delight to listen to.
With the role of Countess Almaviva, Linda Richardson
takes a further step into a heavier fach. Her acting
and duets with Bern’s
Susanna were well done with the voices well-matched
yet distinct. She shaped and phrased both her solo arias
with care and with a pleasing purity of tone, although
more colour and even a little decoration, had the conductor
allowed it, would not have come amiss. Lucy Crowe’s
Barbarina was very well portrayed and sung, including
her brief Act IV aria. I note she will get to sing Susanna
later in the run and I think she will do well in this
role. As Marcellina, Angela
Hickey was convincing but did not get her final act
aria in this production, whilst Jonathan Best as Bartolo
seemed to have lost some of his basso sonority but still
sang a tuneful aria. I did hear comments about lack
of clarity of the diction in the English translation
from members of the audience and given the perfect match
of da Ponte’s prosody to Mozart’s music I cannot help but feel
that a performance in Italian with English surtitles
would have served the audience interest better and perhaps
allowed Christian Gansh, the conductor, to be more fleet in his tempi. As it
was, I sensed that consideration for the singers and
their phrasing was paramount in his mind.
The
season at The Lowry concluded on the Saturday evening
with a performance of Weill's Arms and the
Cow. Is it an opera, an operetta, a musical, a cabaret,
a burlesque or what? A more important question though,
was whether or not what we saw here was actually Kurt
Weill. Opera North has long
championed him; I remember Love Life in 1994
and I described their staging of his One Touch
of Venus as being the best show in town after its
premiere in Leeds in December
2004. That was a work completely and undeniably by Weill
who, by then in America and having absorbed the contemporary
musical idiom through contact with Hammerstein, Lerner,
Ogden Nash and others, planned Venus as a vehicle
for Marlene Dietrich’s Broadway debut. For a variety
of reasons it was staged without Dietrich but the work
was premiered on October 7th 1943 at the Imperial Theatre, New
York and ran for 576 performances.
By contrast,
the title Arms and the Cow doesn’t appear at
all in the Weill oeuvre. What does appear is Der Kuhhandel
written in Paris
in 1934 after Weill’s departure from Germany
where he had become non grata.
Like Arms and the Cow, this work is concerned
with two conjoined states and an American arms dealer
who in this version talks about WMD.
So far as I know this work never made the stage
in Paris
but a version of it had a brief life in Britain
as A Kingdom for
a Cow. Whatever else, the music being played was
certainly by Weill and, given its orchestration, it was
a good job that the various roles were sung and played
here by goodly sized operatic voices that also had much
dialogue to convey.
The roles of young couple whose marriage is thwarted
by their President's need to raise money, to pay for
armaments, were superbly sung and acted by Mary
Plazas and
Leonardo Capalbo. The only
problem was in clarity of diction and the heavy orchestration
and loudness of the orchestra. In Venus, the
cast was a clearly appropriate well-balanced mixture
of operatic voices and those from the world of the Broadway
musical. The latter would have stood no chance at being
heard in this performance. Even big voiced seasoned
campaigners such as Don Maxwell and Jeffrey Lawton,
the latter revealing an unexpected facility in humour,
could not always be heard clearly. As to the staging,
well it was very opulent indeed. The production is shared
with the Bregenz Festival,
where producer David Pountney is artistic director, and with the Vienna Volksopper. If it were not shared in this way, the sets and
various costume changes would have used up Opera North’s
budget for a few seasons to come.
Whether
Weill would have recognised the Act II staging however,
set in a bordello with transvestite drag queens fighting
whores in the stalls at the start, I have my doubts.
But then I also doubt if Leoncavallo would have recognised
his Pagliacci in Opera North’s recent production
which included the stage ‘audience’ at the comedia
del arte players performance throwing paper darts, I
certainly didn’t. No, what was presented here was far
better in terms of sets and production and if we foget
about the genre (and to a degree also Weill) what is
on offer would not shame a Lloyd-Webber spectacular
in the West End. Taken at that
value it’s a damn good show. The large Lowry audience
enjoyed it, particularly the topical jokes about stealth
tax and British passports, and took it at face value.
I suggest readers do the same as Opera North moves on
to Newcastle,
Hull, Sheffield
and, finally, Aberdeen,
the latter an entirely new venue for the company.
The
wandering minstrels of Opera North have been thwarted
in their hope of a final presentation of this trio of
works at their home base. With doomed inevitability,
the £35 million work to the Leeds Grand Theatre is running
late and even the tentatively scheduled start to the
2006-7 season has now been delayed. The latest news is that next season
will open on October 7th with a new production
of Rigoletto featuring Rafael Rojas as the Duke,
Giselle Allan as Gilda and Alan Opie as the eponymous
jester. This will be followed by new productions of
Peter Grimes, with the physically imposing Jeffrey
Lloyd Roberts in the title role, and Poulenc’s
La Voix Humaine,
which has never been performed by Opera North. Given
the security of their new home, with all its extra rehearsal
and technical facilities, the Company can look forward
to an even more exciting future than its distinguished
past. Since it was tentatively spun out of English National
Opera in 1978 it has brought many operatic gems to its
audiences: I can look back on enjoyable opportunities
of seeing many works outside the normal repertory such
as Chabrier’s Le roi malgré lui
and L'étoile,
through to Cherubini’s Medea
and Ponchielli’s Gioconda. Along the way have
been Verdi’s first staged work Oberto and the
rarely seen Giovanna d’Arco
and Jérusalem. Add
Rossini’s Thieving Magpie and heavyweights such
as Boris and the fare has been rich and varied.
With such imagination in repertoire, carried out under
successive administrators and musical directors, from
their new resplendent base, Opera North should bring
to opera lovers of the North of England an even brighter
future.
Robert J Farr