or...Happy Birthday, Richard Wagner!
by Paul J. Pelkonen
Ernestine Schumann-Heink as Waltraute in Götterdämmerung.Original photograph © Bettmann/Corbis.
Festive birthday cupcake added by the author.
Today is Richard Wagn...
or...Happy Birthday, Richard Wagner!
by Paul J. Pelkonen
Ernestine Schumann-Heink as Waltraute in Götterdämmerung.Original photograph © Bettmann/Corbis.
Festive birthday cupcake added by the author.
Today is Richard Wagner's 200th birthday, and rather than give you a listicle full of dubious recommendations for the best Ring Cycle or another review of a new recording of Die Walküre, I thought I'd talk about something important.
Wagner takes patience. Endurance. Commitment. And yes, it takes a certain degree of physical (and possibly emotional) masochism to sit through the Waltraute scene from Götterdämmerung or the marathon first act of Parsifal. Don't get me started on Die Meistersinger, a six-hour comedy that ends with the public humiliation of the local bureaucrat and a speech on the importance of "holy German art."
That's another column.
From the very beginning, Wagner planned to be the biggest thing in the world. After a few false starts, the composer created Rienzi and soon after, Der Fliegende Holländer. That opera seized the imagination with its orchestral evocation of salt spray and ghost ships. Tannhäuser followed, a conflation of two German medieval tales with a heavy dose of Dresden-style liturgical music. Next came Lohengrin, the opera whose dubious cultural legacy includes phrases like "Sieg heil" (it's in the first act) and inspired Hitler to take the title of "Führer." That said, its Act III "Bridal Chorus" continues to be the soundtrack for most weddings in the Western world under its English title: "Here Comes the Bride."
As he created these works, Wagner lived a vagabond life that would be the envy of any modern Hollywood celebrity. With his first wife, Minna, he bounced around Europe, looking for acceptance of his works. He settled in Dresden, only to get kicked out of that city for aiding an uprising in that city's streets. He fled to Switzerland and found shelter with Otto and Mathilde Wesendonck, only to lose it again when his love for Frau Wesendonck came to light. (That was the inspiration for Tristan und Isolde.) Finally, he ditched Minna and fell in love with Cosima von Bulow, the daughter of Franz Liszt and wife of conductor (and Wagner supporter) Hans von Bulow. Yeah, Wagner was kind of a jerk.
To create the Ring, Wagner cheerfully bastardized the mythology of northern Europe, creating a hybrid saga that has effectively eclipsed the mythos on which it is based. To perform his four-part story, he demanded the construction of special instruments, stage props, and even a festival theater to house the whole megillah. (In doing so, he may have invented the practice of trekking out to the countryside in the summer to hear classical music and opera, thus making sure that we critics have employment in the hottest months of the year. Maybe he's not all bad.)
At that theater, the Bayreuth Festspielhaus, Wagner demanded total, almost slavish concentration on the music or the stage action that was being presented. He took steps to ensure that audiences in his new theater paid attention. He encouraged the practice of turning the lights down in theaters playing his operas, making the hand-held opera libretto an item of limited usefulness. And his opera acts that are played attacca, without pauses for the audience to applaud a fine singer or chorus until the lights came back on. That includes the two-and-a-half hours of Das Rheingold and the marathon first acts of Götterdämmerung and Parsifal which can easily stretch past the two-hour mark.
With Parsifal, he attempted to ensure that this "stage-consecrating festival play" would only be performed at Bayreuth, an embargo that held until the Metropolitan Opera broke it in 1903. (The United States had not signed the relevant copyright agreement.) He also encouraged a cult of pseudo-religious devotion around this particular opera, adding to its mystic appeal while churning out pseudo-philosophical claptrap like Judaism in Music