Friday, March 1, 2013

Dominique-René de Lerma: 'Black, Brown, and Beige #9'



Dominique-René de Lerma:

Das Paradies und die Peri.  I heard this cantata by Schumann only once, which I thought was far more than sufficient.  I had attended the concert in the company of a friend of Philip Creech, who had stepped out of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra for a solo role.  The work, which (alas) took up an entire evening, was conducted by James Levine.  He made his entrance not only with Phil, but another from the chorus - mezzo-soprano Isola Jones - and this imposing triangular figure, regally clad, whose name was totally new to me: Jessye Norman.  Quite soon, we all knew who she was.  The ninth program in Bill McLaughlin's Portraits in Black, Brown, and Beige had this superstar represented by the deeply touching farewell of Richard Strauß: Vier letzte Lieder.  That set the mood for much of this tribute's penultimate program.

It had begun with Kathleen Battle and Wynton Marsalis, paired in Handel.  I always felt Marsalis excelled in the classical repertoire, despite his orthodox stance on straight-ahead jazz.  As for Ms Battle (a name well suited for this prima donna who rivaled Maria Callas in her audacious behavior), she has been an eternal ingenue on stage, a superb singer.  When she was dating Ben Holt, he excused her behavior; when she was dating Kevin Short (who took her to baseball games in Japan), Kevin said she really had to have others do for her what she could or would not do for herself.  I reminded him of her days teaching public school in Ohio.  He said she was known at the Met as "U.N." (which was not a reference to any international organization).  Sadly for us and her, she left the opera stage for good in 1984, not her choice.  Should there be any one who has not seen her performance of spirituals with Jessye Norman, Deutsche Grammophon's DVD is yet available.  Be sure to catch Sylvia Lee at the piano -- that sassy country gal we all loved so very deeply -- who told Levine that the spirituals should never be performed with an orchestra!  Since when have conductors listened to anyone?

It must have been difficult to select a work to represent Olly Wilson, a most major among senior giants, even if he is dramatically underrepresented discographically.  The evening's sobriety was continued, intensely, by the second movement of his Sinfonia, a memorial to Olly's father and to that young genius, the conductor Calvin Simmons, who drowned accidently in frigid waters near Lake Placid, when only 32.

Our host, who also has a career as conductor, modestly included a sample of his own work with Maps of Anthony Davis.  Here is a composer who has had as major an impact on the direction of contemporary opera as anyone -- most dramatically and initially with X; the life and times of Malcolm X.  Its première had Ben Holt in the title role -- in fact, he was Malcolm! -- but Ben died before the CD, so Davis had the recording issued in his memory (Bill told me he had the experience of conducting Ben while that gifted baritone was still performing).

The Afro-Latino element, which is enormous, was introduced with the saxophone concerto by Roberto Sierra, of Puerto Rico.  The identification of who is Black is basically quite easy in the United States, for reasons all Americans have to live with.  In Hispanic countries, however, ethnicity is far less important than nationality and it seems foolhardy to isolate the African element from the others, which is why Tania León does not wish to be identified only as a Black musician.  Even before the massive miscegenation throughout the southern Americas, some of us took care of that back in Spain, with the aid of the morenos.

Time obligated only brief attention to the Met's principal clarinetist, Anthony McGill, and none to his gifted brother, Demarre in Seattle.  While Awadagin Pratt entered the scene as pianist with Brahms, this most remarkable triple-threat Peabody graduate majored no less in violin and conducting.  I always lamented he did not take my class in Black music history, but was comforted in knowing he was going to make it.

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Dominique-René de Lerma

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