Friday 2 August 2013

Il Corsaro (NZSM, 28/07/2013)

Thomas Atkins (Corrado), Isabelle Moore (Gulnara), Christina Thurston (Seid), Elisabeth Harris (Medora), Te Koki New Zealand School of Music Orchestra, Kenneth Young


Who would've thought that anyone in New Zealand would ever mount a production of Verdi's Il Corsaro? I certainly wouldn't have. But as it turns out, the current director of the New Zealand School of Music, Professor Elizabeth Hudson, is a specialist in Verdi and the editor of the critical edition of Il Corsaro published by the University of Chicago Press and this past weekend I flew down to Wellington to see it, after spending a couple of hours among the impressionists at Te Papa. The Wellington Opera House where Il Corsaro was performed evidently seats over 1300 people, but it seems much smaller and the acoustic means voices carry superbly even at lower volume levels. This was ideal for this student performance and we were treated to young voices in full bloom filling out Verdi's vocal lines.

The plot of Il Corsaro is certainly not the most inspiring to have ever been set to music. In short, the titular corsair Corrado leaves his lover, Medora, to fight some Muslims. He is captured while saving the sultan's harem women from their burning home and then sentenced to death by the sultan. However, Gulnara, one of the women from the harem falls in love with Corrado and murders the sultan so they can escape together. When he returns home, Medora has taken poison thinking that he would never return. She expires and he throws himself off a cliff while Gulnara stands around awkwardly. This NZSM production was pretty aggressively traditional, with director Sara Brodie choosing to emphasise the Romantic (the literary movement) elements of the plot. While sets were minimal (mainly consisting of a divan in some scenes and a rocky outcropping in others) they were always effective in setting the scene. The only liberty was the appearance of the very dishy Jack Blomfield as Lord Byron himself, evidently penning certain scenes as they occurred onstage.

I'd previously heard and quite liked Thomas Atkins in the role of Ferrando in Cosi Fan Tutte but would never have considered him a candidate for Verdi roles outside of perhaps Fenton. However, it was almost as though he was a different singer on this occasion. The voice sounded quite Italianate and had much more heft than in the Cosi. I also really liked the very natural-seeming way in which he shaped Verdi's lines and the way his voice blended beautifully with Medoras in their duet together. In her first appearance as Medora, Elisabeth Harris sounded more mezzo than soprano (the programme lists her as having performed Orlofsky and Thomas' Ophelie among other things!). I hate to think of what it must be like to come out on stage and sing 'Non so le tetre immagini' essentially straight off the bat - Harris seemed a little affected by nerves and some of the higher notes were a shade under pitch. She recovered really well for the ensuing duet with its wide-ranging vocal line. When she re-apepared in the last act she was even better, voice and face full of pained expression. Her warm, full voice simply soared over the ensemble for a stunning close to the opera - it's just a shame that Medora doesn't have more music.

Gulnara was played by soprano Isabella Moore. In her aria she was called on to change costume behind a blanket held aloft by chorus members. She is the one signer I am convinced would have no problems with this role even in a much larger venue. The voice is large and gleaming from top to bottom with a formidable chest register where appropriate. The coloratura in her aria was wonderfully accurate and also very exciting (I usually feel there's a compromise between the two in performances of early Verdi), as was the interpolated high E-Flat (I think) at the end of the cabaletta. This was kind of confident, slightly over-the-top singing I just love to hear in early Verdi! Additionally, she had a fantastic presence on stage that made Gulnara's character seem much more plausible than it probably is in reality. Baritone Christian Thurston was probably the least-suited of the four principals for his role. Nothing wrong the voice per se; it just didn't quite bloom in the upper third of the voice like a Verdi baritone should - he could sound a little dry on his high notes though they were certainly there. I could imagine him being much more at home in a role with lighter voice requirements though.

Kenneth Young brought plenty of swinging vigour to the score which was occasionally a little too balletic for me - I would've preferred a little more depth at times. The orchestra played superbly and the chorus sang with great vigour, if rather odd Italian. The comprimarie were always adequate. I don't think Il Corsaro deserves the bad press it usually gets (not least from Verdi himself). It may be by no means a lost masterpiece, nor even equal to some of the other lesser known works from Verdi's galley years (I'd still take it over Un Giorno di Regno or Alzira any day though). And even though the story is utter crap, there's really never a dull moment (the drama really moves along). A lot happens for such a brief piece of music. Still, though it lacks the last bit of memorability - the only thing that really sticks in your mind afterwards is Medora's first act aria. Nevertheless, I throughly enjoyed this performance and look forward to going back down to Wellington to see whatever opera the New Zealand School of Music produces in the future.

Wednesday 5 June 2013

Nabucco (New National Theatre Tokyo, 25/05/2013)

Lucio Gallo (Nabucco), Marianne Cornetti (Abigaille), Mutsumi Taniguchi (Fenena), Tatsuya Higuchi (Ismaele), Konstantin Gorny (Zaccaria), Fumiko Ando (Anna),  New National Theatre Chorus, Tokyo Philharmonic Orchestra, Paolo Carignani


Last week I went to see Nabucco at the New National Theatre in Tokyo. As I entered the theatre the curtain was open revealing the set - a reproduction of two floors of a high-end shopping mall complete with escalators. As the work began it was clear that the mall was the Hebrews' temple and they themselves hyper-consumerist shoppers (illustrated by the choreography with shopping bags during the overture). When the Babylonians arrive, they are modern, anarchist terrorists with guns and face masks. Zaccaria appears as some sort of doomsdayer complete with sandwich board sign though it is not clear why he belongs with the well-heeled shopping crowd or why he is in fact their leader. Despite these reservations, it cannot be denied that the staging was stunning to look at, but as the sparkling, high-class mall of the first act and the heavily damaged and vandalised version of the later acts.

For me Nabucco really stands or falls on the strength of the singer portraying the evil Abigaille and here Marianne Cornetti showed off a powerhouse of a voice in that role. I was constantly amazed by her ability to fit her warm mezzo voice to this absolute killer of a soprano part. The big aria at the beginning of Act 2 ('Anch'io disgiuso') was more mellifluous than I've perhaps heard elsewhere, the weird florid divisions in the cavatina rendered accurately and more importantly, were beautifully phrased too. Being a mezzo, one might suspect that it would a stretch for Cornetti to reach the high notes in the recitative and cabaletta (one verse only) but remarkably they were there, on pitch and actually quite astonishingly loud. Temperamentally, she wasn't as gloriously demented as Paoletta Marrocu in Auckland last year (the chest register, while formidable, wasn't quite dug into as forcefully) but still held her own as a central character though she was rather unflatteringly costumed. Her appearance in the final scene was very touching, the vocal line floated effortlessly through the house.

Lucio Gallo sometimes seems overstretched by Verdi roles on recordings but happily, this was predominantly not the case in this Nabucco. His "mad scene" after being struck by lightning was well-judged with some beautiful quiet singing. His is perhaps not the most individual baritone sound but it largely encompassed the role with relative ease. 'Dio di Giuda', while slightly hoarse at the top was nonetheless authoritatively sung. Acting-wise he did extremely well, his different emotions perceivable in both voice and physicality during the big duet with Cornetti.

The Fenena, Mutsumi Taniguchi, was a major surprise. While she made a mostly neutral effect in the first act trio, her last-act prayer was simply gorgeous, dusky mezzo blooming stunningly on the high notes. This prayer is truly a lovely little piece; Taniguchi's rendition made me realise this for the first time as most other performances seem to undercast this role.

Konstantin Gorny wasn't quite up to the task as Zaccaria. While he certainly has all the notes, there is an unsteady, throaty quality to the sound that didn't sit well with Verdi's long legato lines. Nor could he make the most of his big scenes with the chorus, where he tended to be overwhelmed - he simply didn't seem to have enough heft. He also didn't really radiate the authority inherent in the role; vocally and dramatically he played second fiddle to the other characters. Tatsuya Higuchi as Ismaele has a virile tenor voice and some squillo though the voice is not always ideally steady and the top somewhat constricted. However, he always sang with passion made an exciting effect in his scene justifying himself to the Jews he betrayed.

New National Theatre Chorus were mostly a stunning chorus, making the most of their opportunities in this work. They have a nice rich sound and there is no hint of mushiness in their singing - the vocal lines were ideal in their clarity. The famous "Va, pensiero" came off curiously lightly - I think the louder moments really require a little more muscle. Tokyo Philharmonic Orchestra evidently have a real feel for Verdi. There was a fantastic sense of propulsion in the Overture. Paolo Carignani's interpretation was on the barnstorming side which was great in maintaining a sense of energy and momentum so important for this early Verdi piece.