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Berkshire Fine Arts, 11/09/2011 |
Susan Hall |
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Ciléa: Adriana Lecouvreur, New York, Carnegie Hall, November 8, 2011 |
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Adriana Lecouvreur
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It takes a lot to create a standout evening at Carnegie Hall, because so
many Carnegie musical evenings stand out. When the Opera Orchestra of New
York arrived last night, however, we were in the presence of a night sky
full of stars, the orchestra, the New York Choral Ensemble. Then comets,
Anita Rachvelishvili, Jonas Kaufmann, and a new voice for New York and a
performer of exceptional talent, Ambrogio Maestri. To top the evening off, a
shooting star, one of the few great divas singing today, Angela Gheorghiu.
Cilea’s Adriana Lecouvreur, whose improbable and confusing plot is
often noted, has beautiful music that more than makes up for over-threading
the plot needle. Cilea rivaled his contemporary Puccini as a master of
melody. His orchestration is subtle and yet full of drama.
The
choice of Alberto Veronesi to succeed Eve Queler as conductor is fortuitous.
He holds the orchestra in his hands, and, as he sings every note himself,
the singers hold him in theirs. A particularly happy confluence for the
audience, as Veronesi kept up the constant dramatic urgency of the score
while bringing out the singers.
Balancing the big, firm voice of
Maestri with Gheorghiu’s lush but smaller one, the pianissmos of Kaufmann’s
top, and the range of Rachvelishvili, who is huge in the chest voice and
less secure on top, is a challenge. Veronesi negotiated the ranges and
textures with seeming ease and produced exceptional music.
Gheorghiu
was in top form, ever seductive, bringing character to her arias and
recitatives mostly through the voice in the concert performance. She added
gesture and movement whenever she could. Her opening ‘poveri fiore’ helped
us understand why Georg Solti left the rehearsal weeping after he first
heard Gheorghiu. She is touching even as she displays glamour and haughty
allure.
Dressed a la Callas in the first two acts, her most recent
recording Homage to Maria Callas (EMI Classics) suggests comparisons that
are well-deserved. In the third Act she was swathed in white chiffon with a
rhinestone belt, and looked ready for her ultimate ascent to heaven after
she sniffs the famous poisoned violets. On her ring finger she sported a
rock that sparkled throughout the hall, a sign that things are going well in
The Marriage. She looked thrilled to be stateside and it is a shame that we
can not hear more of her at Carnegie and eight blocks north. Her ‘ecco il
monologo’ from Racine’s Phedre brought down the house.
Anita
Rachvelishvili, who has caused a sensation as Carmen, showed us why. Her
lower range is huge and bold, although her top is less secure. As the
Princess also in love with Maurizio, she and Gheorghiu have a sizzling cat
fat, rivaling Anne Bancroft and Shirley MacLaine’s in The Turning Point.
Kaufmann sings a dashing Maurizio, loved by women and the object
of the hissy fits. His firm and handsome tone touches. Some of his dynamic
choices at the top suggest that this may not be the most comfortable range
for him, but from the moment he dashes in singing ‘la dolcissima effige,’ we
are captive to his charm.
For the audience, the surprise of
the evening was Ambrogio Maestri, whose career has skyrockted in Europe. He
is expected at the Met Opera as Falstaff in the hopefully not to distant
future. Maestri was completely comfortable on stage, his voice is large and
consistent from top to bottom, his textual reading spot on. His voice is
ambrosia as the wafts of violets poison the actress for whom he admits at
least fatherly love.
The real Adriana Lecouveur was the first
actress to be accepted in society, but courtesan and actress still had
perilously similar job descriptions. When the real Adriana died of gastric
disorders (certainly death by violets seems preferable) she was not allowed
burial by the Catholic Church. Her friend Voltaire stepped in to deliver a
eulogy.
The Opera Orchestra of New York’s performance of the opera
based on Adriana’s life keeps her name very much in the present. The
delicious take on her character by the brilliant Gheorghiu honors her, and
other great divas. A very special evening.
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