Joseph & the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat

 White Rock Theatre, Hastings  10 April

 Bill Kenwright’s touring version of Joseph has a lot going for it. The large cast provide both the ample choral force and the individual characters, all of whom are convincingly created and warmly appreciated. The text carries well, even if somewhat over-amplified, and the humour makes its mark. The staging is simple but magnificent, with a lighting rig many amateur performers would give anything for.

Some numbers are particularly well done.  The twenties pastiche for Potiphar and the western One more angel  both score highly in terms of vocal aplomb and dancing. When it was first conceived Elvis was still very much alive and working, but today the presence of the ‘King’ does not quite have the same impact as it appears to be a characterisation of a cartoon memory of Elvis rather than an homage. But all of this passes slickly and enjoyably by.

The problem lies with the casting of Joseph himself. While it was obvious many in the audience knew who Keith Jack was from his television history, those of us who tend only to see live performances were somewhat uneasy. He sings quite well, though without any sense of emotional impact or moulding a musical line to create character. But his inability to act or dance was only too quickly heightened by the high quality of the work around him. When the story line effectively came to an end and the company set out to enjoy a knees-up reprieve of all the best bits, Keith Jack vanished from the stage, only to return for a slow rendition of his hit number.

I accept that TV series can help to build audiences, but it is disconcerting to find that the weakest member of the ensemble is a better dancer than the lead. BH

Will Todd’s Nightingale comes to The Sage

 

Hertfordshire Chorus at The Sage Gateshead

It is said the English romantic poet John Keats wrote his Ode to a Nightingale in a single day in 1819, inspired by one of the birds singing in a garden. Evidently it took the Durham-born composer Will Todd rather longer to set it to music, having been commissioned by Hertfordshire Chorus patron Rod Jones. In the programme, Todd reveals the humility he felt, having to work with a poem which has meant so much to so many people. He writes about his working method, the succession of drafts, the first “heartfelt and very bad”, and the intensifying pressure as the deadline approaches.

The resulting one-act choral symphony was premiered at London’s Barbican arts centre last May but got its first stunning North East performance recently, sandwiched between Mendelssohn’s Psalm 42 and the Mozart Requiem.

The Hertfordshire Chorus, under its Newcastle-born musical director David Temple, made an impressive sight, its ranks of black-clad singers – more than 100-strong – ranged across the stage. The choir makes a big sound, as you might expect, but most impressive of all, it is extremely well drilled and can turn on a sixpence.

Todd’s work puts great demands on the singers, its big, long notes and phrases seeming to invite hyper-ventilation, but all proved equal to it. Keats wrote of nature and the realisation of mortality (he would die a couple of years later of tuberculosis, aged just 25) in a poem full of light and shade. Todd’s piece, comprising great ebbing and flowing tides of sound, does justice to it, capturing the mood even if – inevitably – some of the words are lost.

Accompanied by the English Philharmonic Orchestra, led by Tristan Jurney, Todd’s work proved more than just a tasty starter before the main Mozart course was served.

But the Requiem was brilliant too, bringing out the best in soloists Katharine Watson, Kitty Whately (Kevin’s talented daughter), Joshua Ellicott and Michael Bundy.

Miss Watson, a bit of a nightingale herself, also shone in the earlier Mendelssohn piece, a work of delicate beauty.

The audience was disappointingly small but it departed happy. Hopefully the Hertfordshire Chorus will be back before too long. It has championed Will Todd whose mounting achievements should be celebrated here on his home soil.

Vienna Festival Ballet: Swan Lake

 

White Rock Theatre Hastings, 24 April

Ballet designers and choreographers love to include balls and grand occasions to allow the dancers to display their expertise. Swan Lake is no exception opening with a series of varied dance styles, with the heroine Odette the leader of the swans not appearing until Act 2 (in theatre parlance a  ‘nine o’clock spot’.) Very well worth waiting for she was, played by the delightful and diminutive Ryoko Yacyu.

With the familiar Tchaikovsky score, it was immediately obvious that the dancers are accustomed to working to electronic music. Following the original choreography of Marius Petipa,  Prince Siegfried, Richard Hackett, meets Odette by the lake of the title, when she explains how she and her friends have been turned into swans by the wicked magician Rothbart, to be restored only by the love of a prince.

The dual role of Odette/Odile, traditionally the one in white tutu, the other in black, has brought fame to prima ballerinas from its premiere in 1877 with the revered Pierrina Legnani, in the 20th century Alicia Markova, Margot Fonteyn, and Darcy Bussell, and today Ryoko, who created an instant rapport with the audience.  In a company of all-round ability, outstanding was the youthful athleticism of Italian Francesco Bruni as the Jester, and the quartet Jodie McKnight, Akiho Sakuraba, Felicity Ramsay and Annie Cannon, who presented as a vital part of the story the frequently-parodied Dance of the Cygnets.

The happy ending was greeted by the audience with resounding applause. MW

Magdalena Reising with the Blue Cafe Jazz

 

Jazz Breakfast  St Mary in the Castle Sunday 15 April

With her sparkling personality and instant rapport with her audience, imported from Hibernia via her Polish parentage and now resident in this area Magdalena is truly multi-faceted, and her programme reflected this.

The combination of Magdalena’s harp with Steve Thompson’s double-bass and Terry Seabrook’s  keyboard under the title  Blue Cafe Jazz is intriguingly original. Certainly the solos of all three, integrated into the action, were much appreciated by an audience obviously in tune with the jazz idiom.

Magdalena’s professionalism based on intimate contact with her audience reached those at the rear of the auditorium as readily as those in the tables at the front. Beginning with a Polish melody Dzigo Roza, she demonstrated her expertise on the harp in her own compositions, changing to a set of familiar standards.  Terry and Steve were dominant in The Waiting Game, the trio closing the first half with a hit from The Sound of Music, My Favourite Things.

Openng the second half Magdelena gave the full treatment to the ballad The Nearness of You, the second chorus in jazzed-up format, leading into an up-tempo version of the  Al Jolson number Bye Bye Blackbird.  A harp solo was the wistful reminder of the Jacobite era Charlie is My Darling, the trio joining for My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose.  Terry at the keyboard sequed into Autumn Leaves, Steve joining for the second chorus, Magdalena following for The End of Love.

Magdalena bowed to the audience’s request for more with a sympathetic treatment of Edith Piaf’s signature La Vie en Rose, repeated in the English version Take me to You Heart Again.     
A greatly applauded first visit by this unique trio to St Marys with hopefully more to come.

The next Jazz Breakfast is on Sunday May 20, welcoming the return of vocalist Tina May.  Admission  £8, members £7. MW

Rye Wurlitzer

 Rye College Sunday 22 April   Donald Mackenzie

Exchanging the Metropolitan aura of the organ of the Odeon Leicester Square for the blossoming spring of the Rye countryside, Donald Mackenzie opened his programme on Rye’s Wurlitzer with a selection from Broadway musicals, Cabaret, Hello Dolly, Everything’s Coming up Roses from Gipsy. Then came a whistle-stop tour of Western Europe with Tulips from Amsterdam,  Sous les Toits de Paris, Funicule Funicula, Anton Karas’s Harry Lime Theme,  Falling in love Again, ever associated with Marlene Dietrich, That’s Amore, and a foot-tapping selection of Strauss Waltzes ending topically with Voices of Spring.

Jack Strachey, famous for These Foolish Things, wrote other hits as well.  Donald chose In Party Time, remembered as the introduction to BBC’s Housewives’ Choice.   A selection of Gracie Fields’ favourites began with Sing as We Go, Sally, the comedy number I Took My Harp to a Party, Now is the Hour, The Isle of Capri, Wish Me Luck as You Wave Me Goodbye, and ended with Everything Stops for Tea appropriately announcing the interval.

The second half opened from Eric Coates’s suite The Three Elizabeths,  the topical Springtime in Angus, and the third movement now termed Youth of Britain.  Jerome Kern contributed numbers from the scores of Showboat and the Astaire-Rogers  SwingtimeLook for the Silver Lining,  Smoke gets in Your Eyes, Why Do I Love You,  Can’t Help Lovin’ that Man, Let Yourself Go, All the Things You Are and Ole Man River.

A request item was Highland Cathedral (not penned by a Scot but two German tunesmiths).  Donald ended with a reminder of the music of  Noel Gay, the public persona of Reginald Armitage, organist of Wakefield Cathedral, The Sun Has Got His Hat On (a Thirties film number for comedian Jack Hulbert but with renewed popularity in the West End revival of Me and My Girl,)  The Fleet’s in Port Again, Hey Little Hen, and most of all The Lambeth Walk.     MW

BF: Hagen Quartet at Glyndebourne

 

Sunday 5 May 2012

It was difficult to believe that this was early May and that Glyndebourne’s opera season is only two weeks away. The rain may just have held off but the wind whistled and picnicking was out of the question even for the stoutest. A pity, for there have been a number of significant changes to the gardens for this season and the new sculpture deserve more than a scant view while rushing past.

Thankfully, inside the house, all was warm and comfortable for a recital by the Hagen Quartet. Seated on what was effectively a lid for the orchestra pit, the acoustic was remarkably effective even in very quiet passages. The lighting was a little too low for my liking, making an afternoon doze all too possible, though the intensity and beauty of the playing argued against this. The quartet opened with Beethoven’s Op132, the first movement having an almost Schubertian lyricism to it. However there was just enough astringency to eschew any hint of sentimentality which might have crept in. The whistful second movement provided a rusticated trio with magically spun lines. But the heart of the afternoon came with the long slow movement which unfolded with a gentle, sublime, inevitability. The final movements drew us back to reality with aplomb.

After a brief interval they were joined by Jorg Widmann in Brahms’ Clarinet Quintet. If the opening movement were not as melancholic as it can be, it leant towards nostalgia with the long clarinet lines often disappearing beneath the string melos.

The near painful introspection of the Adagio lifted, drifted and faded by turns, with the clarinet’s gypsy snatches interspersed with seemingly endless solo lines now clearly topping the string sound.

The Andantino allows the clarinettist to display a more raw and aggressive tone, without ever leaving the safe haven of the ensemble. Unfortunately the final movement – though securely played – seemed somewhat dull after the earlier ones, almost as if Brahms had run out of steam.

Details of all events at the Brighton Festival at www.brightonfestival.org

BH

Charpentier: Beata est Maria

 

Les Passions; Jean-Marc Andrieu

LIGIA LIDI 0202233-11                    

This new recording from Les Passions is devoted to Marc-Antoine Charpentier, two longer works flanking a number of brief but exquisite compositions.

All of the vocal items are for male voices – drawing on the refined tones of counter-tenor Vincent Lievre-Picard, tenor Sebastien Obrecht and bass Jean-Manuel Condenot – while Les Passions  provide both orchestral support and a number of purely instrumental interludes.

Throughout one is aware of the dance rhythms that underpin even the most deeply felt of spiritual text setting. The opening Magnificat has a joyful  ¾ rhythm which is maintained throughout. Similarly Veni creator has a sense of lift and buoyancy in the lightness of the instrumentation. By contrast the pleading tones of the Salve Regina seem almost melancholic within the context.

The brief interludes show what a master Charpentier is of succinct expression, which is always apt for its liturgical function.

As always, Jean-Marc Andrieu  creates a musical world which is at the same time convincingly authentic yet always alive and enchanting to hear.

Details of performances by Les Passions can be found at www.les-passions.fr and details of the Festival at Abbatiale Saint Robert de La Chaise-Dieu can be found in the News section of this site.

BH

The Finzi Quartet

 Gerald Finzi: By Footpath and Stile & other chamber works

The Finzi Quartet; Marcus Farnsworth, baritone; Robert Plane, clarinet; Ruth Bolister, oboe

RESONUS RES 10109            73.05

 

Gerald Finzi is still nowhere near as well recognised as he should be. This quietly wonderful new recording must make us ask yet again why this is so. The opening Romance is as delicate as an early spring flower, yet has the strength within its structure to weather any storm. There is no simplistic romanticism, though romantic it certainly is.

The Finzi Quartet bring elegance of musical line, as well as sensitivity of nuance throughout. Their solo items are compelling while their work with others expands the field without ever disrupting the hushed introspection of the whole disc.

Much of the credit for this must go to the arrangements of Christian Alexander which maintain the tentativeness of Finzi’s original scores without risking sentimentality or too extrovert a voice.

Marcus Farnsworth’s rich English tones sit comfortably with Thomas Hardy’s poems, finding the faith and hope inherent in The Oxen and the slight rise in intensity for Exeunt omnes.

The clarinet brings some fire to the Five Bagatelles, but does not outweigh the earlier mood of gentle melancholy. More please. BH

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