Showing posts with label Elina Garanca. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elina Garanca. Show all posts

Monday, April 19, 2010

Let the cancellitis begin!


Mariss Jansons has withdrawn from all the performances of the Vienna Carmen due to an illness that will keep him away from the podium for 2 or 3 months.

Jansons, aged 67, suffered a heart attack back in 1996 while conducting La Bohème. The May the 3rd Carmen would mean his debut at the Wiener Staatsoper.

Let´s hope this is the first and last cancellation of this much awaited production.

Update!

Mariss Jansons has been replaced by his compatriot Andris Nelsons

Monday, April 12, 2010

L'amour est un oiseau (très) cher


Guess which is the hottest ticket
of the Season.



With prices going up to 1.300 euros per ticket on eBay,
the run of Carmen at the Wiener Staatsoper in May '10
is definitely hawt hawt hawt
.


Thursday, November 19, 2009

La Tremenda Ultrice Spada of Elina Garanca


"Vocal registers arise from different vibratory patterns produced by the vocal cords. The vocal cords are capable of producing at least four distinct vibratory forms, blah blah blah...."

Forget what you knew till today about the registers of the human voice.
Forget what you knew till today about the breaks
between the registers of the human voice.

As a matter of fact, reconsider what you already know about the human voice.

Elina Garanča
sang tonight a unique recital at the Athens Megaron, in front of 1.500 bedazzled music lovers that cheered till they dropped.

~.~
Elegantly gowned and coiffed, La Garanča commenced the recital with a mozartian concert-aria (Giunse al fin il momento...Al desio di chi t'adora) and Sesto's Parto, parto. Her Mozart was lucid, crystal-clear, the coloraturas were fluid, the high notes were thrilling, a treat for the ear!

~.~

Time for some Bellini and after one of the typically atrocious performances of the overture to Nabucco by the ERT Symphony Orchestra, Elina sang what secondo me, was the peak of the evening: "Se Romeo...La tremenda ultrice spada" from I Capuleti e I Montecchi:

The cavatina was ethereal, her legato was from outa space, her frasseggio was exemplary, but it was the cabaletta that blew me off my seat: The volume and the quality of the low notes, the consonants that were spit out
à la Baltsa (I can't stand singers who only or mostly sing vowels), the sovracute that sent me to heaven (or to my ear doctor). Perfection!

~.~

Part 2 found Elina in a red gown and in a witty mood,
adequate for the zarzuel-0-rama that would follow.
La Canción de la Paloma, La Romanza de Socorro, Al pensar en el dueño (from Las hijas de Zebedeo) were sung in perfect style and perfect spanish, offering some pop-thrill to the less operatic amongst the audience and receiving some wild cheering.

~.~

La Carmencita could not be absent from this tribute to España and especially now, just a few weeks before Elina's debut as Carmen at the Met.
The Habanera and the Seguidille,
less the Chanson Bohème, usually send me straight to the Kingdom of Boredom and this was hardly an exception, however Elina sang all 3 arias stunningly.

~.~

The 2 encores were quite weird choices, Marechiare and O mio babbino caro.

Am I the only one who identifies neapolitan songs with male voices?
Tosti's favourite is one of those but Elina's rendition awed the audience.

Lauretta's aria is for the voice recitals what the Forza del Destino overture is for the orchestral concerts. You have heard it sooooo many times that the natural reaction should be "Gee! Not again!". Nevertheless, this Lauretta sent us home with some gorgeous floating pianissimi and lighter of heart.


Cons:

-Needless to say that the ERT Symphony Orchestra, even if they played more accurately and focused than in the Juan Diego Flórez Recital back in July - under the baton of Ion Marin tonight, was once again the reason for some pretty nasty jokes during the interval. The Orchestra itself is the nastiest of all jokes.

-The programme was more on the "popular classics" side than I would have expected or hoped. After the success of Garanča
's exquisite Belcanto CD, I really cannot figure out the reasons for not singing at least 1 more belcanto aria (instead of half the history of the zarzuela at the second part - probably due to an upcoming zarzuela CD)

Pros:

-Elina's superhuman voice, totally even throughout all the tessitura, no edges, no register breaks, no strain, no daubed coloraturas, perfect overall.
A lesson of (wild!) technique.


Paldies Elina!

Elina at the signing-session after the recital

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Eccola in lieta vesta


"I admire Tom Jones but also Nina Simone.
I also like Michael Jackson whose music accompanies me while jogging on the gym's treadmill".
(Kathimerini, 15.11.09)

Elīna Garanča arrived today in Athens
in order to appear for the second time in front of the Greek audience.

Where: The Athens Megaron
When: Wednesday, November the 18th

Full program (with a few amendments) here.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Elīna Garanča, the early years


Tickets for the Elīna Garanča recital in Athens, on November the 18th,
are out and selling fast.

Parsi did some digging and here's what he came up with:

This is not gonna be Garanča's first appearance in Athens!

11 years ago, ie. on the 22nd of October 1998,
Elina, aged just 22 (!!), sang the part of Giovanna Seymour at the Athens Megaron in a semi-staged performance of Anna Bolena, starring Vasso Papantoniou, the veteran Greek diva as Bolena.

Any testimonies?

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

La Garanča in Athens: le programme

(exclusively at parsifal's)


Part 1

1. Giunse al fin il momento... Al desio di chi t'adora
(Mozart, Concert Aria KV 577

2. Parto, parto (Mozart, La Clemenza di Tito)

3. Se Romeo t'uccise un figlio..La tremenda ultrice spada
(Bellini, I Capuleti e I Montecchi)


Part 2

1. Canción de la Paloma
(Francisco Asenjo Barbieri, El barberillo de Lavapies)

2. Romanza de Socorro
(Ruperto Chapi y Lorente, El Barquillero)

3. Habanera

4. Seguidille

5. Chanson Bohéme (Bizet, Carmen)

6. Las hijas del Zebedeo ( Ruperto Chapí y Lorente)

Plus some overtures and intermezzi from Le Nozze, Nabucco, Carmen, etc


Happy? Now pray for some really nice encores...

(A pleading girl in love? a furious princess? or some neapolitan air?)

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Elīna Garanča, Female Singer of the Year 2009



La Garanča singing Habanera

and receiving her Echo Klassik Award
for Best Female Singer 2009.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Elīna Garanča: the latvian sensation in Athens

(exclusively at parsifal's)
Just before hitting NY for the run of
Les Contes d ' Hoffmann (?),
(Elina has withdrawn Nicklausse
due to the upcoming Carmen at the MET)
Elīna Garanča will take a short break
and visit Athens for a recital at the Athens Megaron
on November the 18th.


Maestro Ion Marin and the ERT Symphony Orchestra
will accompany the mezzo extraordinaire
in a program(me) consisting
of fascinating arias
of the mezzo repertoire.

Tickets out in a few days.
Be there or be square.

***UPDATE***

Elīna has been awarded the

Echo Klassik Award for Best Female Singer of the Year 2009

for her thrilling "Bel Canto" CD.

Way to go!

Friday, March 6, 2009

The Caps And The Monties, by Vinny Bellini


Sooooo... I went to London to catch an ex-Soviet, huge voiced, bloody-good-looking, great actress, big favourite of mine. I was really stressed out in case she cancellled. I mean, I was getting so angry in advance thinking about potential microbes buggering up my long-awaited trip, that I was determined to kick her shapely ass if she did cancel.

But not to worry, there she was, and in glorious voice too. She delivered the goods, plus interest. She was a godess. A force of nature. She ruled.

I mean Elina Garanca, of course.


Ever since the revelation that was her ROH Dorabella in the summer of 2007, during the inverval of which I pulled out my mobile and asked my sis "Who the hell is Elina Garanca, and why didn't I know her before, the silly bugger?", I have been meaning to see her again in live performance. Sadly, I had to wait two years, as she didn't do another ROH appointment since then and going to NY is not always easy in my line of work (so no Rosina last year for me. Bummer). And recordings are a very poor substitute - unless the singer is deceased or retired of course (I’m *Popp* Fanatic, after all).


Superlatives really fail me in describing Monday’s vocal performance by the comely Latviette. The range, the projection, the colour, the effortlessness of it all. With my untrained and uneducated ears I could find no fault. What I really admire about Garanca’s voice is that it’s so easy to distinguish – in a very crowded field of very talented mezzos these days, she’s the one I can pick out without looking.


I only have a tiny criticism, that she hasn't yet learned that loud is not always best. Oh, I love the way her voice fills the auditorium. Sometimes however, the quiet parts are the ones that make the difference. See further on for more on that.


Garanca, we know, is a talented actress, and not just because of her charisma. The aforementioned Dorabella was the pick of the acting performances in a uniformly brilliantly acted Cosi. On Monday night, though, she really didn’t have to do all that much other than strut around and look heroic. Not her fault – rather the stilted libretto’s and the archaic production’s (of which, also see further on). After she got poisoned, she did try to give another dimension to the basic impetuous-adolescent-full-of-hormones interpretation of Act 1, but really she needs better material to work with if she’s going to show us what she can do.



And Trebs, you will ask? Come on, admit it. You don't want to know about Garanca, great though she was. You want to now about the *other* ex-Soviet, huge voiced, bloody-good-looking, great actress, big favourite of mine. Even if you hate her, you can't help talking about her. So: how was Trebs?

Oh, Trebs, Trebs, Trebs... we all know Trebs, right? We've got her all figured out by now. Doesn't the Trebs Dialectic go like this?

-Pretty girl, thin, raven-black hair, great legs. A bit short for my tastes, but a doll nonetheless.

-Oodles of charisma, wonderful, though amateur, acting instincts, overenergetic sometimes, but a total stage animal.


-Huge Russian voice, gorgeous dark timbre, surround-sound effect, some problems up top, more problems with breathing and stamina in long phrases, even more problems with very fast sequences because that huge dark sound takes a toll on agility. No trill.

-Insistently picks the wrong roles for her voice, the silly cow. Should stick to nice, solidly lyric, parts. If she feels adventurous, perhaps she could experiment downwards to spinto territory, but should definetely leave coloratura well alone.

That's Trebs, right?

Well, on Monday's evidence, perhaps we're seeing a different kind of Trebs these days. Call it Trebs 2.0. I will go even further and say that we have been seeing this new, more mature, version ever since her fabulous Trav here last winter (“here”, being London). The new Trebs is more understated and withdrawn in her acting, and when she *does* punctuate it with an extroverted burst it’s that much more effective. She may not be turning somersaults these days, but when after being thrown Alfredo’s gambling winnings to her face she waited a good ten seconds before she responded by rubbing the chips over her, tacitly accepting that she is the prostitute he called her, the audience melted. And melted again on Monday at the end of her Act 2 aria when, after an almost static delivery to that point, she suddenly felt the poison taking effect, turned, *ran* back and desperately clung to her father as she was led away. The abruptness of it all made it so moving.


She pulled the same trick off vocally as well. Yes, she turned on the loudspeaker in her throat early and often and let us bathe in that gorgeous enveloping sound. And yes, she also showed off, as usual, by singing with her back to the orchestra to prove that the decibels, baby hiatus and all, are still there. But it was the quiet parts, the unexpected diminuendos, where she really showed her true quality. She made what is really a silly, two-dimensional, character in the libretto really appear tortured and wracked by doubt, and she didn’t have to hang upside down in the orchestra pit to pull it off.


And hold on! Were those *trills* I heard her sing? Oh, yes they were. Twice, even! And whatever happened to the trademark obscene-phonecall-like Trebs heavy breathing? Gone, I’m telling you. She stood there and tackled those endless drawn-out Bellini lines with aplomb, and with nary a gasp for air to be heard. Listening to that performance I concluded that she picked the right role for her voice after all, the not-so-silly cow.


Not that the new, improved, Trebs is flawless. I don’t think I would like her if she were, anyway. The top end of her range is not always secure. You always feel that it’s a tightrope act when she has to go up high: most of the time she’s fine, but sometimes she can sharpen, and sometimes she hits the pitch square on but the volume hasn’t followed. The same thing happens with coloratura and speedy passages in general: in her opening recitative she hit every note bang on but you could feel that she was living on the edge. Unlike Garanca, Trebs performances don’t feel effortless.


Ok, that’s the Trebs Report. Oops, forgot the most important bit: yes, she seems to have put on weight, couldn’t tell how much through those stupid shapeless gowns they had her wear. Neither could I see the legs (bummer!). I was very annoyed by the ghastly light brown-blond mane she sported, which for her sake I hope was just a wig. Anyway, there it is: if all 38-year old women were as fat and ugly as her, it would be a happier planet. She’s still a bit short, though.


In case you are annoyed that I have spent so much time talking about the two ladies and not about the opera itself, well, what is this opera but a vehicle for the two leading ladies? I admit I didn’t know it at all before I booked my tickets a few months back, so I had to do my homework well in advance of Monday’s performance. This homework obviously included the Baltsa-Gruberova 1984 ROH recording of the selfsame production I saw, as well as the recent DG release. Well, it’s typical Bellini: lovely melodies, although his orchestration is not exactly Mozart, lots and lots of showy bits for the divas (plural here), the showiness being mostly of the long, drawn-out legato kind, rather than coloratura fireworks. A lot of inappropriately jaunty little tunes for what is supposed to be high tragedy, but lovely jaunty little tunes they are.

This being a diva vehicle, there are some peripheral guys out there to add some nondescript male voice counterpoint. I wouldn’t even call them secondary characters – that would be the chorus. Tertiary characters then, that’s what they are, though Tebaldo does have a nice little aria or two to sing at the start. The guys in Monday’s performance were accordingly nondescript. I was particularly underwhelmed by Dario Schmunck’s (thank god for that “n”!) Tebaldo. He wasn’t *horrible*, but he was a bit weak-voiced compared with our leather-lunged leading ladies. And being about half the size of Garanca in physical presence sadly takes something away from the supposed rivalry for the equally robust (though, I must repeat, short) Anna. I’ll just say that it was good for him that he didn’t get to fight Romeo in Act 2, Elina would have wiped the floor with him. And I don’t mean just vocally.

Anyone who knows me will not be surprised about my comments on the production: Classical ergo boring. It’s got what the British would call “handsome sets”, and they sure look nice with their Corinthian columns and quarter Colosseums in the distance. Handsome, yes. But boring. God, they’re boring. And the colour-coded chorus (red for the Caps, blue for the Monties) was past boring and all the way to silly. The bit where Romeo is “disguised” by wearing a red cloak was as believable as the hero in WWII movies sneaking past the evil Nazis by wearing a Wehrmacht uni.

Verdict: Concert In Costume. Wonderful performances by the girls, they should definetely sing more together. In a less boring production, if you please Mr Tony Hall.



* Wonderful review: by Popp Fanatic

** Wonderful pics with the kind permission of Dognorah

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

I Capuleti e I Montecchi at the ROH


First reactions to last night's premiere of I Capuleti e I Montecchi at the Royal Opera House fo Covent Garden:


The Royal Opera is fortunate to have secured a dream trio to rival the original triumvirate of the 1984 debut of Pizzi's production. But it's Elīna Garanča's Romeo that emerges as the strongest component of the evening. For one thing, she's remarkably convincing as a teenage boy, combining testosterone and a boyish posture with a hypersensitive spirit. Then there's the voice: steely and strongly projected, her strong mezzo is also flexible and expressive, rising to the challenge of the death scene with apparent ease. Together, these qualities make for a knock-out performance, and to be frank I don't think Tebaldo would have the slightest chance of winning a duel against so formidable a Romeo.

Opposite her, Anna Netrebko's Giulietta is scarcely less impressive, indeed she tends to dominate the scenes in which she appears. Following on from her sterling Violetta last year, Netrebko gave a similar performance in terms of temperament: she threw herself into the part wholeheartedly on opening night, using the full length and breadth of the stage to captivate the audience, and she seemed to be united with Garanča in wanting to overcome the stodginess of the staging by creating detail in her acting. There were a couple of shaky moments at the very top of the voice, but on the whole she retains a wonderful richness of tone. In 'Oh! quante volte' she shades down the volume to a minimum and duets beautifully with the harp, while her rendition of 'Ah, non poss'io partire' – the scene in which she says farewell to her father – she sings with a variety of expression that makes the opera seem utterly modern.

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This Capuleti has unashamedly been mounted as a star vehicle, and it more than succeeds in that respect. A standing ovation for Netrebko and Garanča was awarded by some members of the audience, and the chance to see them perform with such charisma is certainly special. In many respects Bellini could be better served, I feel, and the production doesn't make for visceral theatre. But with this pair on such great form, you surely won't come away disappointed.
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En esta reposición londinense, que podrá verse en jornadas distintas hasta el 11 de abril, Netrebko y Garanca forman un dúo perfectamente compenetrado y de una belleza vocal que quita el aliento.
Garanca domina totalmente el escenario en cuanto aparece: no sólo es su voz de una flexibilidad y expresividad extraordinarias y es capaz de subir sin esfuerzo aparente a las notas más altas, sino que da credibilidad total al personaje de Romeo que interpreta.
No menos expresiva es la Netrebko, intérprete dotada de una voz de gran suavidad y belleza, de gran riqueza tímbrica y de una precisión y sutileza que causan general admiración.

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Netrebko and Garanca were just the right pair.

A 32-year-old Latvian, Garanca's voice has both coloratura and some lyric heft, and her death scene was warm and compelling. She matched Netrebko charm for charm in the duet "Ah! mia Giulietta!"

Elina Garanca and Anna Netrebko sing Romeo and Juliet in Bellini's version of the story, and they prove to be as wonderful live as they are on their just-released Deutsche Grammophon recording of the work.

Perhaps they wouldn't score straight tens with those who insist on the purest bel canto style: neither of them being native Italian (Garanca is Latvian, Netrebko Russian), their articulation and colouring of the text is imprecise. Netrebko lacks a firm trill, and Garanca's lowest register is relatively weak. But what fabulously healthy voices they both have, and how thrillingly they wield them, through melancholy aria, dramatic declamation and warmly blended duet.

Garanca's Romeo, looking good in principal-boy wig and tights, is a creature of swaggering bravado, vibrant in tone and confident in style. The audience rightly went wild for her. Netrebko presents a Juliet of naivete and ardour, her fearless spirit reflected in red-blooded singing irradiated by some ethereally floated top notes. You don't look to Netrebko for subtleties of interpretation –­ she's not a sensitive musician – but there's a passion and commitment in her artistry which charges her with electric star quality.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Day 3: Werther: Elina Garanča stops the traffic at Maximilianstrasse! UPDATED!!!!


I left my seat and headed to the foyers of the Bayerische Staatsoper with that feeling of frustration I had when as a child, my parents present under the Christmas Tree was not what I had expected. Not that it was bad, but definitely not what I had in mind. Not the christmas present, I'm talking about the opera. I couldn't take it out of my mind.
I had a glass of chardonnay and got back to my seat.


I don't know what happened during the interval but what I know is that the second part of the performance blew my mind. Was it the wine? I don't really think so. What had started off like a mediocre uninspired performance, with Elina Garanca and Massimo Giordano looking totally bored on staged and singing like if they were having a prima-vista of the score, gradually became a powerful, shivering, explosive night to remember, with the two artists (+ Natale de Carolis as Albert) making my heart beat really loud.

The production by Jürgen Rose is beautiful. Some touch of kitschy-ness every now and then but it worked very well for me. The whole (white vast) stage covered by writings and words that you always have in mind when thinking of Werther (Réve! Extase! Bonheur! or ô souffle du printemps), at the background a big tree, and at the center of the stage a big rock with a desk on it...The poet's island. Worst part of the production: the Nativity Scene at the finale with the children singing "Noël Noël Noël" dressed as little Virgin Mary(s), Joseph(s) etc. That wasn't though enough for me to take my eyes off dying Werther and Charlotte.

The covered with writings curtain


Massimo Giordano is not a widely cherished tenor and instead has been the target of criticism by blogs and press. Sure, he's no Kraus, (there's no Kraus in our days, get over it) but he's no Marcelo Álvarez or Piotr Beczala either (my favourite Werthers for the time being, ok Rolando as well). What he is, is a great singer, with an italianate sound, that sometimes has some accuracy problems,or high notes that sound "fabbricate" and who despite his flaws, delivers a heart breaking portrayal of Werther.

*** UPDATE ***

By a friend of Massimo Giordano:

While he (Massimo Giordano) was giving autographs somebody took away and obviously stole an envelope with important documents, which he had put down for having his hands free for signing. When he wanted to take it back, it wasn’t there anymore. Mr. Giordano has reported this to the theatre and also to the police. It is incredible and very embarrassing that something like this could happen among the opera fans at the backstage door in Munich. If anybody has seen this happening or knows about it, please get in touch here. ANY INFORMATION WILL BE APPRECIATED!



Massimo Giordano

Elina Garanca

Elina Garanca was the center of everyone's attention. As I already said, in the first two acts she demonstrated what "latvian cold" means. Good singing, beauty of tone but not enough for my Charlotte. The Act 1 duet with Werther, "Il faut nous séparer", instead of being a showstopper and instead of closing Act 1 with the audience raving, was lacking sparkle and left the audience gelido, like Mimi's hand. Same thing with the Air des lettres at the beginning of Act 3. She didn't even get an applause for that. But that seemed to be her waking-up point. The dramatic "Va! Laisse couler mes larmes" that follows was exquisitely sung and from that point on, our Charlotte became a real, dramatic character and the show took off.


Natale de Carolis was a convincing Albert but we 'll just have to face the fact that this is a very "ungrateful" part, same for Sophie, sung by Elena Tsallagova.


Once again, the Orchestra of the Bayerische Staatsoper under the majestic direction of Bertrand de Billy gave a great performance (some minor problems of the wind instruments I would rather disregard).


After the show, at the Artists' Exit, there was a biiiiig crowd waiting to greet the singers. Of all 3 nights at the Artists' Exit, that was for sure the most crowded one. People holding photos of La Garanca, cd's, programs, dvd's and waiting patiently in freezing cold. Elina, Massimo and Natale (without La Frittoli) came out together to deal with the frenzied fans. I really felt pity for Elina, she was treated awfully by the fans who blocked her way out of the building obliging her to sign every photo - there were hundreds- and who were sticking cameras in front of her, flashing at her face with or without her will (nobody bothered to ask). After more than 20 minutes she finally escaped and rushed to the silver SUV that was waiting for her, but even then they wouldn't let her get into the car. I found the whole thing very disrespectful towards a young artist of her calibre and a human being. Of course I shot some pics, but without flash and from a distance. And I also found out that I should probably buy a new camera or just hold it steadier the next time...

Bertrand de Billy

Elina signing autograph #32.455, still 13,556 left and she's free

Massimo Giordano, awed by the number of people waiting for him

-Elina Garanca singing Va! Laisse couler mes larmes,
Munich 28 November 2008


-A video of the production with Marcelo as Werther