Siegfried - just to let you all know i'll only see this in Ring 2, so sorry you'll have to wait a bit for the other two, but not too long ;-) Have a nice weekend!
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I’m officially immersed in this Ring! But really if the Walkure doesn’t grab and grip you, nothing will.
Where to begin? Both mind and heart feel scattered and shattered at the same time. So I guess I’ll just throw things out there as they cross my mind.
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I realised by the time I was crawling into bed last night
that I had forgotten to mention the orchestra! Shame on me! The head magician
(Sir Tony P) didn’t have his luminescent magic wand with him, but instead
elegantly kept things flowing with his hands alone. Yes it’s all so
overpowering that one might tend to think Pappano has almost disappeared in the
backdrop. But one would be totally deluded in thinking this was the case. I
know there are many who like Wagner to be driven mainly by conductors, many
Rings are known only by their conductor’s name. But that would in a way imply
the beauty of this lies almost solely in the music, in the score and the
orchestra playing it. And it’s certainly not the case and Wagner placed too
much importance on the theatre, on the drama for this to be the case. Like any
other opera it has to be theatre and all elements need to meld harmoniously,
without a single one of the dominating all others. From where I sit I’ve rarely
seen Pappano so restrained in his gestures and I’ve read all kinds of opinions
about his Wagner. Unsurprisingly I disagree with most of them. I don’t see why
the orchestra should be dominant when Wagner himself had a theatre built where
he basically put a lid on it, ensuring the power of the music would not roll
over the stage :-) I like what the orchestra sounds like in this Ring, it’s
more lyrical, more emotional, sadder and all together more gentle. It flows
more naturally, without the huge crashes into the line that many have come to
expect I guess.
This doesn’t mean things like the Walkure ride, the individual
motives have less impact and when Wotan was gripped in his fury yesterday, you
certainly felt the tornado coming at you from the pit too! It just means the
music reflects the moments of intimacy too, it melds in mood with the stage and
adapts to this particular production and it’s story line. And less domineering
does not mean in this case less intense, less effective, quite the contrary.
And it means more sensitivity, more work, more listening to each other and more
connection between pit and stage. And there was no doubt in the end that for
many of us it did work very well ( tiny blubbers in the brass aside ;-) It was
an oddly touching moment to see Pappano holding hands with John Tomlinson and
Bryn Terfel at the end :-) beaming towards us and us beaming back at them :-))))).
By the way I was talking to my neighbours about the
orchestra and we were wondering how many of them actually had to play on all
nights? I suspect quite a number will have to go through 4 Rings in a row… wow!
They have been amazing throughout the Troyens and Otellos and they continue to
sound amazing! Thanks to every one of you for your hard work and dedication and
the beauty you make us hear :-)*
What an incredible pack of Walkures we were treated to! They sounded just wonderful, scary and harmonious at the same time and those Hojotoho have never rang out quite so excitingly. Bravo to all of them, Gerhilde (Alwyn Mellor), Ortlinde (Katherine Broderick), Waltraute (Karen Cargill), Schwertleite (Anna Burford), Helmwige (Elisabeth Meister), Siegrune (Sarah Castle), Grimgerde (Clare Shearer), Rossweisse (Madeleine Shaw). Their appearance is either scary and ear shattering or , as in this case, thrilling and exciting. Individually they were vibrant and together inspiring and touching. They sounded like a boisterous and exotic sisterhood. It was definitely more exciting than I expected , particularly in the singing. Happy to have heard all of you, ladies. I didn’t expect them to look quite so rough but when I saw them it did make sense. They are not dainty damsels, this sisterhood is one of war and fights, so it’s only right that they were made to look fierce and bloody. And since their business in many respects is death, it’s not actually so strange that their horses should be skeletons as well. What I didn’t quite get was why they were dragging the heroes on a rotten mattress, poor dead Siegmund included, you’d think Walhall would provide slightly better furnishings ;-) But never mind, I am sure many people will feel that this Walkure ride was slightly underwhelming visually, but what it lacked in visual pizzazz it certainly made up for on the musical front, so it did deliver in the end.
Although I am familiar with both music and text in this one, I approached it with excitement but without planning it out in my mind beforehand or evening thinking what comes next. I just let people sing and act and the story unfold :-) It’s amazing how much warmer today’s public reaction was compared to the Rheingold. I feel in a way unfairly disproportionate. Not that this wasn’t great, because it was. But it’s natural for people to react stronger to the Walkure as it’s such a tornado of emotions. What I mean to say is that Rheingold’s politics and drier storyline is no less demanding on the singers. It’s just much less of a tear-jerker, but I feel the singers deserved equally as much applause and praise for Monday’s performance as they got today :-) And in odd ways I feel that from a production point of view Rheingold is almost quirkier, maybe even works better?
But at the same time I couldn’t blame a director for de-cluttering part 2 of the Ring even further and letting the characters take centre stage in barer and simple surroundings. But then again my impression of the production is probably influenced by some frustration about what I didn’t see. I so chose the wrong seat for the way the production is built :-( I like it and this is why it’s all the more frustrating to miss quite some bits today. But Walkure, especially in act 1 and even in act 2 is set around the back of the stage-right, which from my side, and I wasn’t even all the way to the side, was pretty much obscured. So much so that I couldn’t see a thing of the Wintersturme interaction, I figured out more than I actually saw the petals flying, and most importantly I couldn’t see either sword or any of the sword pulling. In fact I had a moment of considerable confusion there. Before they settle in for the night in Hunding’s hut, Hunding performs a pagan kind of ritual, smearing some of his own blood on his axe and praying and at the same time we see in an arch in the background a sword stuck in intertwined tree branches. Unless I didn’t see the sword well. So I think, oh great I can see it so I’ll be able to fully enjoy the Notung! Notung! scene. But when it came down to it, Siegmund disappeared out of my view to the right, the arch I had seen to the left and there I go wondering: what? Where is he off to, the sword is there!!! Turns out the one he came back with was on the other side… as I was saying, totally confusing and pretty frustrating and distracting.
Other elements worked really well, like Siegmund being almost in a trance in the darkness of the house, reliving the moment when his father had promised him a sword in time of need, which is when I was almost surprised by Simon O’Neill’s powerfully desperate and heart wrenching Walse, Walse! You heard in his cries the desperation and loneliness he felt, wonderfully sung. Actually the whole interaction of the twins was spot on. Their attraction was so powerful they could hardly keep their eyes off each other, even in Hunding’s presence. You could feel suffering being drawn to suffering. Both Simon O’Neill’s Siegmund and Eva Maria Westbroek’s Sieglinde are scarred and tormented souls. Siegmund wears his wounds openly and you can feel how haunted he is by loneliness and feeling like an outcast. In the tale about his upbringing there was terrible sadness when he remembers being lost from his father and never finding him again. With Eva Maria Westbroek you get a powerful imagine of a survivor, it’s hope that gets her through the abuse, it’s hope that makes her bow her head in front of Hunding and it’s the fulfilled hope about her promised saviour that transforms her into a strong and energetic women. In both their singing and acting you feel how they are almost reborn through their love and discovery of each other. By the way, this is a very physical production, but it gels well and comes across as an expression of powerful emotions. There is crawling and dragging in suffering and weakness and there is a lot of effusive hugging and most impressively some intense kissing all around ;-) The two twins unite in a kiss as you would expect. But less predictably, Wotan and Brunnhilde kiss passionately and desperately in the last scene. And I don’t mean the kiss with which Wotan takes away her godliness, but a rather shockingly forceful kiss before Wotan says his last goodbye. In which he almost prevents her from hugging him back, almost in fear that were she to cling to him, he wouldn’t be able to let her go. It’s an outburst of the violence and intensity of his feelings and a glimpse of how hard it is for him to control himself, it’s frightening on many levels actually. Oh and Hunding also kisses Sieglinde when he gets home, forcefully too, but will all know what that is about. But just pointing out, once more how engaged this cast are, it couldn’t be farther away from the park and bark some people expect in Wagner :-) This is the real deal!
Back to the Walsungs, it’s sad how short-lived their happiness is and in this production and in both their singing the depression and sadness is underlying. SO’N is a very depressed Siegmund and the way he renounces life, honour, Walhall to be with Sieglinde is incredibly touching. I loved how Simon put his heart into the Todesverkunding, but he always does that. You feel he connects with his characters and lets them touch his heart and it reflects in his singing, which was ringing in all those high notes, but for me particularly touching in the scene in act2. Same goes for Eva Maria Westbroek. I never get enough of hearing and seeing her in London, she really brings the House alive and the way she sings and portrays her characters never fail to touch me. I was incredibly saddened by how brief her glowing happiness was in act 1 and how deeply lost she was again in act2. It was almost as if she has already lost Siegmund, having just found him. All the more exuberant in the final act when she is told about the baby. In that last scene in tone and strength you felt the roles were almost reversed between her and Brunnhilde, she definitely sounded like the protector, the strong one :-) Lovely to hear her sing such a feminine and touching Sieglinde. I have to confess the exchange between her and Brunnhilde in the last act made me wish the roles were reversed. I’d love to see and hear what EMW would do with Brunnhilde one day, she sounds so interesting.
To the one in the ROH who had the idea to bring in Sarah Connolly as Fricka, we thank you! And to the lady herself!! What a treat! I hope she is proud of what she has achieved in the role and there it is for all those who doubted, she was fantastic! Again there was so much meaning in her dispute with Wotan, so much thought in every word. There was the bitter disappointment of a relationship that never was what she had dreamt off, of a partner that doesn’t believe in the rules or the kind of world she believes in. She seems hurt not only by his deceit, but also by the fact that he doesn’t share her values, he basically never was the god/man she wanted him to be. And in the end, as she has nothing else to hold on to and love is forever lost to her, she hangs on to the only thing left, “Stolz”, her pride, her honour and forces him to respect her for it. It’s where she and Wotan forcefully meet in the end and agreement, on abiding by the rules. But she believes in them and their purpose, whereas he bows to them , even though he no longer believes in them, because he has learned the hard way that trying to break them only brings disaster. It was wonderful the way SC sang her way through this emotional journey in that dialogue. And beautifully and melodically sung it was, in spite of the harshness of the conflict. A dream of Fricka! And I loooooved that red burnished dress!
Susan Bullock’s Brunnhilde has a long and hard journey ahead, but she came into her own in the last act of tonight’s Walkure. It’s where her singing became more fluent and musical and she spun some truly warm and lovely lines in that dialogue with Wotan. I loved her boyish charm and enthusiasm and she dealt admirably with being stuck to the ladder when she appeared on stage. Many would have been flustered by such a mishap ;-) I like the women in this production :-) SC’s dress also got caught up under a chair and EMW’s cape was also not easy to handle, but they all untangled, unstuck themselves or had it done with a simple gesture and got down with it. Some wonderful ladies :-) Back to Brunnhilde. What I liked most was the way she sort of matured and grew up under our eyes when speaking to Wotan at the end, explaining to him how she had to support Siegmund and how she learned about love and how she coaxes him into giving her a more interesting future by protecting her from useless men and granting her a hero :-). She managed to make her character really resemble Wotan in it’s volcanic emotions but also in his strength and pride. Which of course made the farewell all the more touching. And we will have to see how the singing progresses through the rest of the journey.
What a treat to have Sir John Tomlinson as Hunding :-) I have to say with the warmth of his voice and his warm personality I was wondering how he would pull of evil. Well he did and very convincingly so! It almost made me smile to hear and see how much of a bully Hunding was. The voice, with all it’s smooth lows had a very forceful and menacing tone to it and he certainly ordered people around effectively in his home. I shall look forward to his Hagen very much and it is with great regret that I think of all the years I have missed out on hearing him. But I feel lucky I still get the chance to hear him live on stage, nothing quite like the way he fills the ROH so effortlessly :-) He must have been an incredible Wotan!
Unforgettable images ... Bryn Terfel as Wotan in Die Walküre, at the Royal Opera House, London. Photograph: Clive Barda (From the Guardian)
And there we are, back to MY Wotan and to Bryn :-) Last, but by no means least :-D Just thinking about tonight makes me smile, because although everyone else was good and many great and so on, it basically all comes back to Bryn. They say that the narrations are the toughest for people not used to the Ring. My experience was quite the contrary. The first time I ever heard the Walkure there was 1 particular moment that got me hooked… it was Bryn’s narration as Wotan in act2. It’s when I listened up and never looked back :-) There is no denying that tonight too the scenes which were the most powerful were the ones which had him in them. From the intense exchange with Fricka, where they literally took every phrase, every word to another level, to the narration and finally the last act. There is no way to describe the interactions and reactions. He sings and acts with his voice but actually with his whole body, with even the tips of his fingers. Every tiniest hand gesture carries meaning, and today the hands really spoke volumes. Fascinating what Mr Terfel can do with just one finger ;-) Oh yes, and he can create fire in the palm of his hand!! :-) Sorry for giving away the trick about the fire in the last scene, but it is very well done. It’s not some ghastly overdone huge fire, but a rather clever spiral of sorts surrounding the scene warmly burning away. And it all starts in his hand and them moves through some very elegant spear swings onto the spiral. I like it because it’s rather intimate in a way and although it is started by Loge , in this case it’s picked up in Wotan’s hand and it’s as if he transfers a part of him into the fire surrounding his daughter, as a last protection and connection at the same time.
You know what was really amazing tonight? How the entire hall fell into utter silence and listened how Bryn began his narration to Brunnhilde in act 2 in a mere whisper in her ear, literally in her ear!… and that that whisper was perfectly audible to every single one of us in every corner of the ROH. He spoke to her as if speaking to himself and at the same time to each and everyone of us, in to our ears, into our souls. I can never praise his diction enough! And now that I have seen Rhinegold the narration not only didn’t get boring, but quite the contrary, was more interesting because although we know what happened it is only now that we get to hear things from Wotan’s point of view. He was equally riveting in his fury as he was in his whispering and when he threatened the Walkures all together that was an imagine to make you smile, Bryn literally scaring the bunch of them to flight. Incredibly effective and dramatic. And I am sure more people will rave about his final word to Fricka: nimm den Eid! Never has a word sounded more final and more equivalent to the end.
In case any of you had any doubts, of course I was sobbing my way through the last part of act two, he activated my waterworks with just hunching broken over his spear having been left alone with Brunnhilde by the rest of the Walkures and it was all downhill from there ;-) When he sings very lyrically and sadly about all the things they will no longer be able to do together your heart just breaks because you realise once again he’s lost and has to give up what he loves most and this time he really is left alone. Symbolically he puts his cape back on, this time reversed and it is scattered with vein-like imagines, starting from the hand where he wore the ring, where the curse curls around like poison. He is engulfed in it, fully under it’s power and cruelly tormented and tortured by it.
There is a glimpse of destiny unfolding when Brunnhilde tells him about Siegfried , but having learnt his lesson he prevents any further discussion on the subject. But at the end of Walkure it’s a sad imagine we face, he is still the god of gods, but he has lost all he loved, either through ambition or through the consequences of his actions and the curse.
I’ll soon run out of superlatives and adjectives if I try to capture Bryn’s performance in more words. It’s just something to be heard and seen, it’s powerful and it leaves you touched and tormented. It makes me wonder how anyone can put so much into a role and how much it may cost? It makes me feel very lucky to be able to experience it and hopeful that we can give some of this incredible energy back to the artist. It’s a small thing and it’s nowhere near thanks enough, but I would like to say how much it matters and how strongly it impacts. It’s left me with incredible images and sounds, impressions in both heart and mind, which are unforgettable and which I am glad to have experienced. Bryn’s Wotan has enriched me in wonderful ways and it has made my first experience of the Ring a treasure to cherish.