VOICE OF HER HEART

 Dell'Arte Opera Ensemble is celebrating its 25th Anniversary with some compelling evenings this week and next. The season opener was a delightful evening celebrating women composers and songs about women, sung by an all-female cast. Among the singers we heard some fine young singers comprising those singing currently with Dell-Arte and some alumnae that we recall from years gone by.

We were enchanted by the first half of the program which represented various stages of a woman's life, apparently inspired by Adelbert von Chamisso's text which was set by Robert Schumann and Carl Loewe (Frauenliebe und Leben). We would never hold one above the other; each composer invested the text with different shades of emotion, within his compositional style. 

Both sopranos served the music well, as did collaborative pianist Lara Saldanha. We have been hearing Elizaveta Kozlova quite a bit recently whereas Victoria Falcone has been off our radar screen since 2017 when we loved her performance in Janaçek's Cunning Little Vixen at Manhattan School of Music. It is always rewarding to hear singers remembered from their conservatory years. This part of Act I was called Enchanted and we were indeed enchanted, especially by the sopranos opening and closing the set with a Schumann duet.

Separating Enchanted from Betrothal  Ms. Saldanha delighted our ears with Clara Schumann's Fier Flüchtige Stücke, no. 3.

The Betrothal section also focused mainly on the Schumann and Loewe settings. The fine singers were soprano Jennifer Gliere, well remembered for a stunning Violetta about 8 years ago in Amore Opera's production of La Traviata, and mezzo-soprano Valerie Filloux who performed so well just last year with Dell'Arte.  We couldn't help noticing that the young narrator of the von Chamisso text was so much calmer in "Ich kann nicht fassen, nicht glauben" than the one portrayed by Schumann. We were also glad to hear  a lied by Clara Schumann, a setting of a Rückert text which was later set by Richard Strauss--"Liebst du um Schönheit". The fine accompaniment was performed by David Stech.

The third section, also accompanied by Mr. Stech,  was entitled Motherhood, and was performed by sopranos Nina Riley (new to us) and Jenny Ribeiro whom we reviewed at least a decade ago as a fine Susanna and an even finer Rosina, surprising us with her take on a role usually assigned to a mezzo-soprano. Augmenting the most welcome excerpts from the Schumann and Loewe cycles, were two duets, one by Mendelssohn ("Volkslied") and one by Richard Strauss ("Muttertanderlei") which never fails to amuse us with two mothers boasting about their respective offspring.

The final section of Act I was entitled Departed with Ms. Filloux returning, joined by soprano Barbee Monk accompanied by Ms .Saldanha. The two lovely ladies opened with a Brahms duet "Klänge 1" and closed in perfect harmony with Maestro Chris Fecteau's arrangement of the tragic "Nun hast du mir den ersten Schmerz getan", weaving together Schumann and Loewe, whose compositional voices joined as successfully as the voices of the two singers had.

It is always a pleasure to hear Maestro Fecteau at the piano but we cannot express the same enthusiasm for Act II as we did for Act I. Perhaps it is unfair to try to appreciate contemporary compositions when one has just swooned over the 19th century greats. Three female composers from New York City were given voice--Martha Sullivan, Valerie Saalbach, and Ellen Mandel.

Forgive us Dear Reader if we seem somewhat vague but try as we might, we could not keep our 19th century-tuned ears involved in the compositions, one of which was a setting of text by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. However, we did appreciate hearing some new voices. The soprano of Andrea Chinedu Nwoke is an astounding instrument, full of power but also luscious in its overtones We were not surprised to learn that she has a past in the mezzo-soprano fach. 

We were also happy to get another hearing of soprano Antonina Ermolenko, who we remember for having sung some delightful Ukrainian songs perhaps two years ago. We were also glad to get a further hearing of Clara Lisle. She was a bright light in a regrettable 2018 production of Eugene Onegin which we are glad she survived! She closed the program with Ellen Mandel's setting of a text by Seamus Heaney entitled "Sleep".  Our opera singer companion thought the program should have ended with a more rousing finale but we actually enjoyed the soothing quietude.

The second half of the program involved a dancer of the Modern Ballet persuasion which involves a lot of floor work and is not to our taste. We are great fans of virtuoso classical ballet which commands our full attention, especially when it brings Tchaikovsky's music to visual life. What we saw was  more a distraction in its abstractness and did not appear to add anything to the music. We are quite sure however that there were many in the audience who found pleasure in it. We are just rather particular in our taste.

We cannot close without praising the titles which were projected in full view of everyone in the audience, and sufficient in size and illumination. This seems rather basic but we recently had an experience where the text was tiny and obliterated by the set for most of the time, and washed out by the lighting.

Dell'Arte has two more events in store that we are looking forward to and you should too. The Italienische Liederbuch will be presented on 6/19 and 6/21. Mozart's La Clemenza di Tito will be performed on 6/18, 20, and 22.

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A BAROQUE SALOME

Patrick Ressenbacher, Raven McMillon, Randall Scotting, Maestro Neal Goren, Joseph Beutel, Olanna Goudeau, and Edith Harrison

What we heard at Catapult Opera's production of Alessandro Stradella's San Giovanni Battista delighted the ear but was violently at war with what we saw onstage. Our troubled brain was catapulted back and forth between some thrillingly adventurous Baroque music, as thrillingly sung as it was played, and some colorful but nonsensical hijinks taking place onstage.

Let us begin with the delights. Stradella's oratorio is three and a half centuries old and yet it struck us with its freshness. We are far from expert in Baroque music and barely know the difference between a concertino and a concerto grosso, but we are familiar with melodic invention, rhythmic variety, and vocal virtuosity. To say that Maestro Neal Goren (well remembered from Gotham Chamber Opera) elicited a magnificent performance from his musicians would be an understatement.

Vocal artistry was presented in good measure by a vocally accomplished cast. The eponymous Giovanni (John the Baptist) was sung by counter-tenor Randall Scotting. Bass-baritone Joseph Beutel performed the role of Herod, with his wife Herodiade sung by soprano Olanna Goudeau. Soprano Raven McMillon  performed the role of Salome. Tenor Patrick Bessenbacher sang the role of the Councilor. Stradella's vocal writing was fluid with lots of duets, trios, and ensembles, all given exquisite harmonies. No complaints there!

The problem for us was integrating what we heard with what we saw.  Set designer Joshua Sticklin created  a vaguely 1970's home, complete with a credenza housing a television screen, and a well-supplied bar. Oana Botez' costumes included a golden caftan for Herodias which matched her golden voice, platform shoes for Salome which did not interfere with her petite stature, and Western attire for San Giovanni Battista. What, may you ask, was this Marlboro Man doing in this suburban home?

The "concept" of Director Timothy Nelson was to illustrate the depravity of Herod's household by setting it in the 1970's with a dysfunctional family right out of a Wes Anderson film. Mother is clearly disappointed in Father and flirts openly with what appears to be a family friend. There is a considerable amount of imbibing. Little sister is glued to the TV, watching what seems to be a screen-saver. Just normal suburbia, except for the table which reveals itself to be a tiny cell into which the visiting Marlboro Man is imprisoned, and behind which he will be decapitated. This takes us beyond Wes Anderson territory and into Wes Craven territory. Yikes!

Then, Dear Reader, there is the obligatory homosexualization of the story. Marlboro Man kisses Daddy on the mouth and there is hand-holding and other signs of mutual affection. Does Daddy order Marlboro Man's death out of a homosexual panic instead of indulging his stepdaughter's blackmail? Can a man be both homosexual and also a girl-child abuser?

The beheading of Marlboro Man is performed by Mother's paramour (thankfully secreted behind the little prison) and by the time the bloody head came out on the silver platter we were ready to just close our eyes and listen to the daddy-daughter duet--he in despair and her in exultation. And then....the music stops! Stradella ended his oratorio on the dominant, never resolving to the tonic. We surmise Stradella wanted his audience to leave upset and upset we were.

The libretto was written by a priest named Ansaldo Ansaldi who based his text on the Book of Matthew. We cannot comment on it because the positioning of the titles and the lighting (by Yannick Godts) obscured the titles much of the time, but we would hazard a guess that it did not mesh well with the onstage action.

By a strange coincidence, it was only a few moths ago that Heartbeat Opera produced Strauss' Salome in the exact same venue--The Space at Irondale. In spite of the fact that it was sung in English and presented in contemporary times, there was no battle between sight and sound. Perhaps Stradella's work might better have been left as the gorgeous oratorio it was written.

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EARLY STRAUSS

 Maestro Leon Botstein congratulates soprano Angela Meade

 

In yesterday's discussion of the various forms of opera available to New Yorkers, we neglected to mention a most important one--that of the concert presentation as exemplified by the American Symphony Orchestra as well as New Amsterdam Opera. As a matter of fact, our first exposure to opera came through Eve Queler's Opera Orchestra of New York. We recall sitting up in the 4th balcony, following along with the libretto and forming our taste in opera.

There are benefits and drawbacks to concert presentations of operas. There are rarely titles and following along with the libretto, as our companion did, may help you identify the characters and appreciate the linguistic and diction skills of each individual singer. However, it also deprives you of the opportunity to focus on the music and the voices. In the context of a staged opera there is plenty of drama and characterization to focus on as one can observe body movement in service of those aspects. Sadly, this is missing in a concert presentation.

Last night, at American Symphony Orchestra's concert production of Richard Strauss' first opera Guntram, for which the composer wrote his own libretto, we chose to focus on the aural experience. Given our lack of familiarity with the rather inert story we were happy to focus on the orchestral writing until a bit of singing captivated our ear.

After Guntram's modest success in 1894 in Weimar, it flopped in Munich the following year and was forgotten until recently. Musicologists blame its lack of success on its purported similarity to Wagner's opus. Indeed, perhaps the music world had heard enough about Medieval minnesingers, sin, and redemption. Although we have never thrilled to Parsifal and Tannhaüser, we have experienced no end of delight from Die Meistersinger von Nürnberg with its more captivating story.

We very much enjoyed Strauss' orchestral writing for Guntram and if there were echoes of Wagner, they were of Wagnerian innovations that we favor. We particularly enjoyed the opening leitmotiv that reappeared in various forms throughout the opera, a rhythmically memorable descending pattern that Strauss renewed throughout the work in different keys, providing unity to the work.

The orchestral writing was indeed lavish and lavishly orchestrated. Had it been a symphony we would not have missed the voices. However, it was an opera and there were voices, all of them at least serviceable but often thrilling. In the only opera Strauss wrote with the male role as  the most important, we must say that it was soprano Angela Meade who ran away with the honors. 

Entering the stage in a gilded gown, she appeared like the Greek god Helios, drawing his golden chariot across the sky. Her voice, similarly, seems a gift from the gods--strong and gleaming when called for yet tender in the final love scene with the eponymous Guntram, sung by tenor John Matthew Myers. The role of Guntram is extremely demanding with long arias in each of three acts. Prior to the final scene we found Mr. Myers'  voice somewhat irritating and forced in the upper registers, although far more agreeable in the middle and lower ranges. (The mighty Strauss orchestra, conducted by Maestro Leon Botstein, is rather a beast to be heard over but Ms. Meade's steely soprano cut right through the dense orchestration.)  However, we must admit that in the final scene of love and renunciation, Mr. Myers' voice sounded much more musical, perhaps inspired by the tenderness of the love he felt compelled to renounce.  Or perhaps, he had just been saving himself for the end.

Bass-baritone Kevin Short sang the role of Freihild's father, the Old Duke, and impressed with his deep resonance. As the wicked Duke Robert we heard baritone Alexander Birch Elliott, as unpleasant a character as one might imagine. Indeed, the opera begins with his wife Freihild running toward the lake to drown herself and one could truly understand why.

As we learned from reading the synopsis, Freihild and Guntram are birds of a feather whose mutual empathy is understandable. Too bad that Guntram kills Robert and decides to spend the rest of his life in solitary atonement--not because he murdered but because he "sinned in his heart" by loving a married woman!  Perhaps there are some out there who might find this story worthy of a staged production but we do not.

Aside from the final scene of love and renunciation, there were a few vocal moments that took our attention away from the instrumentals. One was a chorus of four men whose voices combined and intertwined in the most delicious harmonies. Unfortunately, since we were not following along with the libretto, we are unable to identify them. Nor are we able to identify a male singer who came on for a brief aria on stage right and sang with beautiful clarity of tone. If you were there and can say who the singer was, please leave a comment below.

Mezzo-soprano Katherine Goeldner put in a brief appearance in Act I as an old woman with tenor Bernard Holcomb as an old man. Bass-baritone Nate Mattingly sang the role of Friedhold. 

Thanks to the American Symphony Orchestra for giving us this opportunity to hear some gorgeous orchestral writing and for giving us the gift of Ms. Meade. We wouldn't have missed it for the world!

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ZEMLINSKYS ZIMMER

Michael Boley, Mary-Hollis Hundley, and Eric McKeever

(photo by Philip Schneidman)

There seems to be a number of options available to opera goers in New York City. We have selections from the canon given lavish productions by the Metropolitan Opera and beloved standards given bare bones productions by an ever diminishing number of scrappy companies like Amore Opera. There is a slow stream of contemporary works with polemic subjects and non-musical music that no one ever cares to revisit as well as exciting productions of newly discovered works from the 18th and 19th century (by Lafayette Opera and Teatro Nuovo respectively). There are the daring companies like Heartbeat Opera that put original spins on the classics, and finally companies that bring to light some rather odd pieces that merit a hearing.

Of course we are speaking of Little Opera Theater of New York, known as LOTNY, which has just brought a rarity to light at The Fisher Center of The Brooklyn Academy of Music. We were pleased to attend opening night of Zemlinskys Zimmer and found much to enjoy--some fine singing in well-enunciated German, an excellent chamber orchestra that gave an admirable reading of Roland Freisitzer's reduction of the Zemlinsky score, and some gorgeous colorful projections by Kylee Loera.

The cultural scene of fin de siècle Vienna was responsible for a number of innovations in the visual and performing arts as well as some socio-sexual experimentation.  One has only to think of the wild adventures of Alma Schindler who threw aside composer/conductor Alexander Zemlinsky for composer/conductor Gustav Mahler, whom she also threw aside for a succession of lovers. One might speculate that Zemlinsky's choice of Oscar Wilde's unfinished play A Florentine Tragedy  (translated into German by Max Meyerfeld) as a subject for the opera we saw last night was based on his experience with the faithless Alma.

The story involves a woman named Bianca (how ironic!) who entertains a nobleman named Prinz Guido Bardi right under the nose of her merchant husband Simone. As directed by Philip Schneidman, the lustful lovers exercise minimal restraint in hiding their feeling. Simone (baritone Eric McKeever) plays a cat-and-mouse game with the Prince (tenor Michael Boley) and Bianca (soprano Mary-Hollis Hundley) who appear to ignore the warning signs of the rage behind Simone's obsequious behavior. The evening ends in a duel and a strangling of the Prince, after which Bianca fawns over her previously despised and disparaged husband. One imagines that Zemlinsky might have wished to strangle Mahler! One wonders whether Mahler and Alma were present at a performance.  Now that would have made a fine opera!

The three cast members are to be complimented on their fine singing as well as their not-so-subtle acting. The adulterous story was prefaced by the lovely Ms. Hundley reclining on a chaise longue, apparently awakening from a dream and singing Zemlinsky's luscious setting of Richard Dehmel's "Maiblumen blühten überall" against that afore-mentioned projected background reminiscent of visual arts of that period. 

This was followed by Mr. Boley  performing "Liebe Schwalbe" from Walzer Gasänge Op. 6,  a setting of text by Ferdinand Gregorovius. It seemed a marvelous opportunity to get acquainted with works by a composer who was quite famous in his time but whose light diminished when he fled the Nazis and wound up in New York.

Costumes by Lara Bruijn were a propos, as were the garments Simone brought out for the Prince to wear. Only one element stood out in a jarring way and that was the black corset worn by Bianca. We thought it should have been white like the other undergarments.

Now what about the score!  Stage left held most of the musicians; strings were joined by sufficient winds to provide color, including flute, clarinets, oboe, horns, trumpet, and trombone. On stage right, thrillingly right under our nose, were a celeste, a piano, and some exciting percussionists. Concertmaster was Stani Dimitrova and Maestro Tiffany Chang brought it all together, filling the space (comprising blessedly raked seating) with thrilling sound.

We will also mention that the titles by Dalia Sevilla were not the ordinary barely legible afterthoughts but made a part of the projections which also did a fine job of establishing time and place.

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THE GIULIO GARI FOUNDATION WINNERS RECITAL

Hyunu Roh, Abigail Raiford, Jihye Jang, and Giorgi Guliashvili

What an outstanding Sunday we spent at The Players Club, celebrating the winners of the 2025 Giulio Gari Foundation Vocal Competition. What could be more worth celebrating! Most of the citizens of Planet Opera were there to hear and to honor seven talented young singers well on their way to promising careers, aided by the generous prizes suppled by the foundation that honors the memory of renowned tenor Giulio Gari.

Accompanied by the versatile pianist Mary Pinto, we got to hear a few singers we know well, a few we are just getting familiar with, and a couple that were new to us. The level of artistry was impressive. For a change, let's talk about the ladies first.

Lyric soprano Sofia Gotch, well known to us from Classic Lyric Arts, dazzled us with "Caro nome" from Verdi's Rigoletto. So dazzled were we by her astute characterization that we forgot to take her photo! Unlike the unidimentionality of most sopranos that tackle the character of Gilda, the complexities of a young woman experiencing her first crush were completely explored by means of vocal color, facial expression, and bodily gesture. We would say that Ms. Gotch owns the role.

And now, let's consider Abigail Raiford whose coloratura gifts were obvious from the totally exposed vocalise that opens "Ou va,la jeune Indoue" from Delibes' Lakme. Every element of fioritura was perfectly captured-- the fine trill, the clarity of tone, the exotic coloration, the staccato notes, and the scale passages. It seemed to be a lesson in coloratura technique.

Soprano Jihye Jang exhibited some fine German in her performance of Arabella's aria "Das war sehr gut Mandryka" from the Strauss opera of the same name. We also enjoyed her Mimi when, as pictured above, four of the winners created the scene from Act II of Puccini's La Bohême. There was a dramatically exciting contrast with Ms. Raiford's shrewish Musetta. 

The men were equally superb. We have been writing about baritone Yeongtaek Yang for a couple years, since his days at Manhattan School of Music, always admiring the flexible manner in which he can slide into a variety of roles, both comic and tragic. Last night he created excitement performing the role of Tonio who must open Leoncavallo's Pagliacci with a dual purpose-- the excitement for the onstage "audience" being encouraged to buy tickets and the foreshadowing of tragedy for the actual theatrical audience. He accomplished this with a toolbox of skills, both vocal and dramatic. It was riveting.

We saw the opera world's next Verdi baritone in the making when Enes Pektas (recently reviewed as Michele in Classic Lyric Arts' production of Il Tabarro) performed "Per me giunto" from Verdi's Don Carlo, bringing back memories of a Hvorostovsky performance at The Metropolitan Opera. The nobility of the Marquis de Posa's character came through loud and clear with excellent musicality.

Recently winning prizes in several vocal competitions, tenor Giorgi Guliashvili delighted the audience with "O Souverain" from Massenet's Le Cid, sung in fine French with Gallic style. We liked the tender tone and the fine vibrato.

Completely new to us was baritone Hyunu Roh who surprised us with impressive Italianate style, performing Bixio's "Parlami d'amore Mariù". This song is a beloved staple that has survived nearly a century, having been written for a film. The passionate Italian temperament was well captured.  Mr. Roh's subsequent performance as Marcello in the quartet showed a different side of his artistry and we hope to hear more of him, although he is returning to Korea today, leaving with, we hope, good memories of New York and the competition.

The evening was not over yet. Tenor Neil Shicoff graciously received a Distinguished Achievement Award, prizes were presented, and then.....SURPRISE! Maria Brea, whose performance of Marie in Fille du Regiment ten years ago presented by the sadly defunct Prelude to Performance, lingers in our memory along with the concurrent undergraduate performances at Manhattan School of Music. 

Ms. Brea performed arias from Lecuona's Maria La O and Golijov's Ainadamar. We were filled with the joy that is unique to bearing witness to artistic growth and a burgeoning career. Accompanying Ms. Brea was her highly tuned in husband/pianist Colby Charnin. We hope that this year's winners were inspired by the fact that Ms. Brea was the First Prize Winner in 2017. 

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THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT

 John Taylor Ward and Rachel Kobernick

(photo by Andrew Boyle)

The Faust legend has been the basis for many literary, artistic, cinematic, and musical works that have reinterpreted it through the ages. Plays and comic puppet theatre loosely based on this legend were popular throughout Germany in the 16th century, often reducing Faust and Mephistopheles to figures of vulgar fun. The story was popularized in England by Christopher Marlowe, who gave it a classic treatment in his 1592 play The Tragical History of Doctor Faustus.  In Goethe's reworking of the story over two hundred years later, Faust became  a dissatisfied intellectual who yearns for "more than earthly meat and drink" in his life.

In terms of the operatic canon, There are dozens of iterations, two of them preceding Gounod's, beginning with Louis Spohr's Faust in 1816 and Berlioz' La Damnation de Faust in 1846. Following Gounod's Faust in 1859, there was Boito's Mefitofele in 1868. And that's just in the 19th century. The 20th century brought many more iterations.

So why wouldn't it be acceptable for Director Sara Holdren to tell the story her own way?    So why not stage scenes in a bar? Why not have the denizens of the bar dance around with party hats. Why not characterize Seibel as a female bartender enamored of the shy Marguerite. Why not replace the original spoken dialogue of Jules Barbier (adapted from Michel Carré's play Faust et Marguerite)  with contemporary chatter? Why not make Martha a yenta who loves shopping? Why not end the opera with Marguerite, Seibel, and Martha having a picnic outdoors with Marguerite's baby in a cradle ?

Part of us wishes that Music Director Jacob Ashworth had commissioned arranger Francisco Ladrón de Guevara to write a contemporary score instead of co-opting Gounod's music. A motley collection of instruments (violin, mandolin, cello, bass, harmonium, piano,flute, clarinet, and trumpet) produced some interesting sounds indeed. But they could also have played original music instead of Gounod's.

Among the singers, baritone Alex DeSocio gave an excellent performance as Valentin with a robust yet mellow tone and a sincerity of acting that made us regret his death at th hands of Faust, a most unlikable character.. We enjoyed his "Avant de quitter ces lieux".The last time we heard him sing he played a nasty bigoted drill sergeant. How odd to see him as a military man once more.

Rachel Kobernik made a shy and innocent Marguerite. John Taylor Ward used his lengthy flexible body to create a very slimy Mephistopheles. We enjoyed "Faites-lui mes aveux" sung by mezzo-soprano Addie Rose Brown portraying  Siebel, but not as a pants role. (We think it's impossible for Heartbeat Opera to resist the impulse to have homosexual references in their productions, witness the love affair between Eugene Onegin and Lensky in their recent production of the Tchaikovsky opera.) The role of Faust was played by Orson Van Gay II and the role of Martha was played  for comic relief by Eliza Bonet.

What set this Faust apart were the special effects; there was perhaps too much of a good thing. Imagination ran high; the execution was sometimes magical and at other times the effects distracted from the singing. Borrowing from Japanese Kabuki theater, puppeteers Rowan Magee and Emma Wiseman, dressed completely in black, manipulated the set and props to magical effect, with objects seeming to float in the air.  Co-Scenic Designers were Forest Entsminger and Yichen Zhou who also designed the effective lighting. Costumes were designed by Elvia Bovenzi Blitz. Nick Lehane designed the puppets. And yes, you did see two puppets copulating.

Gounod's opera was squeezed into two hours without intermission and we found our attention wandering and our senses overloaded by the visual effects. The standing ovation at the conclusion indicated that our tedium was not shared.

Heartbeat Opera will continue to do what they do, reinterpreting the classics, and we have resigned ourself to a position of ambivalence. Sometimes we will see an old work with new eyes, as we did with their recent Salome;  sometimes we will believe that a masterpiece was trashed; sometimes we will enjoy a clever and original reduction of a score as in the all-clarinet chamber orchestra in Salome and in Faust's unusual scoring; sometimes we will miss the traditional orchestral colors.

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SHOWCASE OR NEW OPERA COMPANY?

Enes Pektas as Michele

Sarah Stevens as Giorgetta and David Freides as Luigi

With his typical modest manner, Glenn Morton, Director of Classic Lyric Arts Vocal Academy, introduced CLAVA's debut opera performance at The Blue Gallery. As a member of the audience we are not obligated to be modest. As a matter of fact, we are over the moon about a completely engaging performance of Il Tabarro, one third of Puccini's  Il Trittico. The singing was stellar with major roles performed by members of CLAVA and supporting roles cast with graduates of CLA's  immersive summer programs in Italy, France, and The Berkshires.

Adding to the immeasurable vocal thrills of the evening were three factors. The finely tuned direction of Daniel Isengart (a CLAVA Faculty Member) told the timeless story with specificity of detail and characterological honesty.  The conducting by Maestro Michelle Rofrano  built the intensity of Puccini's score to a fever pitch, relaxing only briefly for the dancing scene. The piano artistry of Doug Han who, by some kind of magic, created all the colors of the orchestra.

Mr. Isengart's stage direction was so specific that our guest, who speaks no Italian, was able to relate the story to us after the curtain.  And no, he did not read the synopsis. This was an experiment because there were no projected titles. Not only was the story well told, but each character was believable, evoking memories of real people.

As Michele, the Captain of the barge, we heard baritone Enes Pektas, whose Master's Degree recital we recently reviewed. (You can, Dear Reader, enter his name in the search bar if you missed the review.) His acting was so intense and brooding that we lost sight of the artist as someone we have seen and heard before. He actually became the character and we felt the pain of being betrayed. Although Giuseppi Adami's libretto is set a century ago, the story is a timeless one. The narcissistic injury endured by a man in a loveless marriage unable to retain his wife's affection can easily turn to murderous rage. That story is not unknown today.  The sullen vocal color infused Mr. Pektas' portrayal whilst he preserved his beautiful tonal quality and phrasing.

As his unhappy wife Giorgetta, soprano Sara Stevens (also reviewed several times this year for her performances as a Master's Degree student at Manhattan School of Music) turned in a most affecting performance. By means of vocal coloration she demonstrated the coldness she felt for her much older husband and the feminine energy she projected with Luigi, a stevedore on the barge. By some fine acting one could sense that she and her lover had a past that they shared. Indeed they both came from the same suburb of Paris and probably grew up together. All this was conveyed with facial gesture and posture, but probably came from a deep belief in the character. 

There was the lighthearted side of Giorgetta as well, when she brought wine to the stevedores and danced. There was even a funny moment when Tinca (played by John Viscardi, once a CLA student but now Coach and Artistic Director) tried clumsily to dance with her and stepped on her toes.

The character of Luigi the lover was wisely drawn by tenor David Freides who was careful not to make him too sympathetic. Did he deserve his fate? That was left for the viewer to decide. That he sang with beautiful tone might have prejudiced the audience to more sympathy than he deserved.

It is said in the theater that there are no small parts and that seems to be true in opera as well.  As evidence we offer the fine performance of mezzo-soprano Sofia Durante as La Frugola who comes on board with trinkets and gossip that she shares with Giorgetta. She immersed herself so completely in this voluble role that it took us a few minutes to recognize her as someone we have heard in concert several times before. 

As her husband Talpa, Alejandro De Los Santos made an equally fine showing. The carefree domestic affection between this pair served as counterpoint to the tense relationship between Michele and Giorgetta. This is something we never perceived before and for this we thank the direction.

As far as the setting, there is no actual stage in The Blue Gallery. A metal bar stretched horizontally across the playing area and we had no trouble perceiving it as the railing of the barge. Stevedores toting large boxes across the stage added to the illusion and reminded us that much can be accomplished with minimal material resources and a lot of imagination.

The minor characters were portrayed by Samuel Ng and Sofia Gotch singing from behind the audience and in a space up near the ceiling. This was not a problem since it served to focus attention on the major characters. Costuming was minimal and timeless.

Everything served to show us that opera is theater with gorgeous voices. Famous names and elaborate sets are not as important as the music and the storytelling, of which we had the very best!

A couple years ago the late and lamented On Site Opera produced this same opera at The Seaport (review can be found in the search bar) with action taking place on a ship and the audience seated on the dock. We enjoyed the realism but the voices required amplification. This made last night's performance even more valuable as we heard Puccini's vocal lines delivered with musicality and authenticity.

Without the obligation of bringing in famous names to fill a huge theater, opera can once again be restored to its original function and we applaud this aim. This opera was chosen by CLAVA, not to please an audience, but because they had the right singers for the roles. Would this model work for a small opera company in Manhattan? We very much think so and will be first in line for their next venture. Was this experience valuable for the young artists who participated in CLAVA? We definitely think so. Academic institutions cast them in contemporary operas no one else will ever produce, or in weird productions of great operas. But to get a chance to perform in an authentic production of a great opera means that they can sing these roles anywhere in the world. And we hope that they will!!!!!

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