Korngold had a rather mixed career. A child-prodigy who was
hailed by Mahler, Puccini and Strauss, he composed his first
piano sonata when he was nine and wrote his first operas at
19. Die tote Stadt was a world success and so disappeared
to the United States and became a pioneer of Hollywood film
music. After the war he again took up concert music and wrote
a violin concerto and a symphony. By then he felt dated and
never got the recognition he would have deserved. Not until
the early 1970s was there a Korngold renaissance. RCA recorded
some of his film music and within a couple of years also his
symphony, string quartets and Die tote Stadt. Today
he is established in most camps and it has been a long time
since someone called his music ‘more corn than gold’.
I belonged to those who adored those film music LPs. Pretty
soon I purchased a recording of his violin concerto, where he
recycled several themes from his film scores. I also had the
recording of Die tote Stadt, conducted by Erich Leinsdorf,
with soloists Carol Neblett, René Kollo, Benjamin Luxon and
Hermann Prey. In the 1990s the Stockholm Royal Opera produced
Die tote Stadt, and I saw it at least twice. I later
bought the live recording under Leif Segerstam, with Katarina
Dalayman a marvellous Marietta and her husband to be, Thomas
Sunnegårdh a fine but occasionally overpowered Paul. Later,
also in the 1990s I saw a rather strange but well sung production
from Opéra National du Rhin at Chatelet in Paris (it is available
on DVD but I haven’t seen it). Just before Christmas 2010 I
was lucky to attend the premiere of the opera at the Finnish
National Opera in Helsinki in an atmospheric and thought-provoking
production. Conducted by Mikko Franck and with Klaus Florian
Vogt and Camilla Nylund as Paul and Marietta this was a performance
that was on a par with the Stockholm production. Vogt was even
better than Sunnegårdh and Kerl and with more easy delivery
than René Kollo. In my review I hoped that some adventurous
record company could be persuaded to record the Helsinki production
and, lo and behold, someone had already done so, in Frankfurt
a year earlier. My mouth watered when I read Vogt’s name in
the cast-list. I was richly rewarded. This is the best Paul!
Hearing Vogt some years ago as Walther von Stoltzing in Die
Meistersinger von Nürnberg at the Bayreuth festival I was
first perplexed by his timbre. Here was a very light, lyrical
voice, a Mozart voice in fact. It soon turned out that there
was no lack in volume and heft and his top notes gleamed like
stainless steel. I thought then that this was a voice that should
be ideal for Paul – and so it is. The youthfulness and plaintive
timbre depict Paul’s character perfectly. He combines this with
a fine sense for the text and sensational stamina. Paul is one
of the toughest nuts for a tenor and the long solo he has to
execute at the very end of the opera must be a nightmare after
a long performance filled with vocal challenges. For Klaus Florian
Vogt’s achievement alone this set is worth acquiring, whatever
the merits of the rest of the cast.
Those merits are considerable. All the Mariettas I have heard
have been fully up to the requirements and if I were forced
to pick one it has to be the young Katarina Dalayman on the
Stockholm recording. It is however a small margin and Tatiana
Pavlovskaya, after a somewhat shaky start, is superb. The famous
scene in the first act, Glück das mir verblieb is marvellously
sung by both singers.
Some years ago Hedwig Fassbender was a good Isolde on the Naxos
recording of Tristan und Isolde at the Stockholm Opera.
Here she is a strong, dramatic and expressive Brigitta, Paul’s
housekeeper. She has a glorious voice – I am also very fond
of a Strauss Lieder disc, also on Naxos – and it’s a pity that
the role isn’t bigger. Paul’s friend, Frank, is sung by Michael
Nagy and he isn’t bad, far from it, but he doesn’t quite get
under the skin of Frank who remains a bit anonymous. He also
doubles as Fritz, the Pierrot, which means that he has the second
well known number: Mein Sehnen, mein Wähnen, which
he sings powerfully and beautifully. For all his excellence
I would have liked him to be more mellifluous. Stephan Genz
in the Chatelet production is my ideal – or Thomas Hampson on
an EMI disc with German arias. The minor roles are – minor but
important and are well executed here.
A major role, on the other hand, is played by the conductor.
Sebastian Weigle, Generalmusikdirektor at Oper Frankfurt is
today one of the most distinguished conductors in German repertoire
in all the important opera houses. That includes Sydney, Vienna,
New York, Dresden and Bayreuth. Korngold’s lavish orchestration
can be a problem, since there is always a risk that the orchestra
will drench the singers. Yet if it is subdued too much the colours
tend to pale. On this recording neither of these situations
occurs. The playing is fresh and colourful, tempos are well
chosen and the balance, often so problematic in live recordings,
is everything one could wish. External noises are practically
non-existent. All in all this is a recording of Die tote
Stadt that should attract a wide audience. Whether it is
also the best of the three CD sets is another question. All
three have many merits and few weaknesses. True admirers of
Korngold should have all three.
Göran Forsling