Tuesday, 19 January 2010

Carmen Metropolitan opera versions and Carmen Jones

The pain of others, and of the self becomes more difficult to bear with each passing year. Some may appear to become hardened over time but this is usually a form of defence. This weekend I had the privilege of experiencing the last of this seasons’ three conversions of the Wallander books into a 90 min tale. It was the brilliant and very moving and written with a great empathy for human suffering and emotional pain.

I have known the music and story of Bizet’s Carmen since being taken by the aunties to a touring production in Croydon during my childhood. My next encounter with the brazen and raunchy Spanish gypsy was with the film Carmen Jones. A few years ago I made video’s of three short versions each 90 mins. I have a bought within the last decade CD but I cannot remember attending another live production until Saturday when beforehand I also watched and listened to a download from the Metropolitan Opera New York, because up until lunchtime I was unsure if my cough would improve sufficiently to attend the relay at the Tyneside Picture theatre in Newcastle.

Both the opera and the Wallander story are about pain, real pain, but experienced at a distance, experienced for pleasure and entertainment.

Then waking late after staying up even later and feeling relaxed and looking forward to the day and the week I switched on the radio while in the bathroom and heard a member of the Catholic order of the Silesians relaying reports that all their educational, hostels and relief centres in Haiti had been demolished and in particular the fate of the pupils in one establishment where the youngest were on the top floor, presumably for security reasons and oldest on lower so that when the building collapsed, some of the older are known to have got out but the majority with the teaching staff did not. The representative, I believe a priest, spoke in calm matter of fact way but there was no hiding the sorrow and the pain in his voice

I coughed a lot on Saturday morning uncertain whether to attend the performance or return the ticket. I tried to cough out, taking doses of the mixture at ten and then mid afternoon. I no longer had a runny nose which meant there was less mucous going to the chest. I worked upon a plan and got myself ready early afternoon cooking four chicken drumsticks and eating one with the second dose of Beechams’ All in One medication. I made up a tomato and basil soup for the flask and packed a carton of grapes. It was a day for a suit with the light mauve shirt which required cuff links and which took sometime to insert, a pair given by my aunt.

I then made my way to the car park close to the High Street and purchased thirty minutes of time going to the bank for some cash and then to Wilkinson’s for a packet of Murray mints and two packets of Polo mints. I could have obtained these from several other stores but I was also fast running out of plastic pockets for the lever arch files for my work and I wanted to check out the cost of those at the store. The pound land where charging £1 for 80 but these were of inferior quality to those acquired from Asda and Wilkinson and which in turn were cheaper than Staples. Bingo and Eureka, there was a special offer where instead of 95p 100, 200 were available for £1.30. Brilliant. I purchased a carton of ten and determined to return on Sunday for more, which I did, getting 20 and leaving half a dozen or so behind, as I rightly assessed what I had would fill the shelf where I store them.

I then travelled to the Hewarth Interchange travel centre car park, foregoing 20p on top of the charge of £1.80 for four hours which would take me past the charging period for the day. I enjoyed the soup and remembered to take with me a small bottle of water in addition to a supply of the mints, my gloves and scarf and a small telescopic umbrella noticing that I was not coughing as much as before, if at all.

The latest score from Stamford Bridge was that Sunderland were only losing 5.0, with four goals scored conceded in the first third of the game. Newcastle play on Monday night on Sky. Just as well the car radio remained to be fixed. Chelsea went on to score two more. England were losing badly at the cricket so that the series against South Africa would be drawn. The switch from Football to Opera this winter was proving a great decision. The judgement and wisdom of age.

I arrived at the Theatre just after five pm having had to produce my travel pass during the journey at a checking purge at Gateshead. One young passenger immediately owned up that he was travelling without a ticket and was sent off the train to see the Inspector. There was a similar gathering of ticket checkers at the Monument station exit.

There was a dozen people at the box office, going to cinema showings, collecting previously ordered tickets or hoping for last hour returns. I went to the toilet, found that the cafe restaurant on the second floor and the bar on the fourth were full with standing room only and made my way to the first floor where opposite the entrance to the Classic Circle there was a screen showing Newsreels. The Tyneside Theatre opened in 1937 as a Newsreel theatre. At the time there were about 40000 cinema seats in the greater Newcastle 40 theatres until the arrival of Daily Television broadcasting in the 1950’s. The news reel theatre had a feature programme of sport, educational and interest documentaries, including cartoons. In addition to the News there were usually four other films per programme, one on sport, a travelogue, on some household activity and a cartoon. Before TV the only way to see news was through the news reels which were also shown in between the main and second feature film in standard theatres. This was also at a time of the continuous performance. You could purchase a ticket at noon when the theatre opened and sit through to when the Queen was played at the closing watching the highlights of a football or cricket game over and over and over again. People also entered and left the shows in the standard theatres during a performance and as we went in early this was after the B picture had commenced but we did not always stay for the next showing. Because the standard theatres, the Odeon’s, the Grenada’s, The Gaumont’s and the smaller independent showed USA and British films it was left to some of the News Theatre to begin to show films produced by European countries, mainly France, Italy and some from Spain, and Ingmar Bergman. This is how the Tyneside Film Theatre developed.

As previously mentioned I had seen a production of Carmen live during my childhood with scenery painted backcloth. In 1954 Otto Preminger updated the story to Afro America with Harry Belafonte playing a recruit providing guard duty at a Parachute making factory during World War II. The film is based on an Oscar Hammerstein II 1943 musical using the music of Bizet. Carman, played by Dorothy Danbridge, works at the factory and gets into a fight with the co worker who has reported her for being late. Joe is told by a Sgt to convey Carmen to the authorities much to the dismay of his girl friend, Cindy Lou, who has come to factory to say she will marry him on his next leave.

The wanton Carmen sets out to seduce Joe to gain her freedom and her effort intensifies when he initially rejects her advances. He wakes after spending the night together when their vehicles ends up in a river to find a note from her saying sorry that she is not going to jail but she loves him. Joe is locked in the stockade for allowing his prisoner to escape and matters get worse when Cindy Lou leaves him in anger after arriving to find a rose from Carmen being delivered to him. Carmen gets work in a local night club to await for the release of Joe and in the film Pearl Bailey sings an exciting number Beat Out that Rhythm on a drum. Joe Adams plays Husky Miller a prize fighter who arrives at the club with his entourage, takes a fancy to Carmen and tries to buy her attention with gifts but she ignores his advances.

When Joe is released from prison and visits Carmen her response makes him feel his imprisonment has been worthwhile but he is then summoned away to attend flying school. Carmen is incensed and shows her disapproval by accepting an invitation from Joe‘s Sgt to go off with him. This anger’s Joe and he fights the Sgt. Realising he will get a long prison sentence for this and Joe flees to Chicago with Carmen where they rent a small room and Carmen goes in secret to seek money from the Boxer to enable her and Joe to survive. When Joe persists in wanting to know how she managed to obtain the groceries bought with the cash, she goes off again, to the Hotel suite of the fighter accompanied by friends. She uses cards to tell her fortune and this reveals her premature death. She responds to this news by indulging in an orgy of drink and sex portrayed only by inference given the era when the film was made.

Cindy Lou arrives in search of her fiancée and then Joe arrives and threatens to get into a fight with the Boxer. Carmen helps him to escape but she has become attached to the boxer. Joe finds her on the day of the big fight and pleads with her to return to him. She refuses and tells him to kill her or let her go. He strangles her in a moment of jealous a passion just as the police arrive to arrest him for desertion.

Preminger met considerable opposition to getting the funding for the project and eventually was forced to accept several constraints when it was realised he intended to follow the original story portraying a woman with no morals and without moralising about her behaviour. Preminger also had misgivings about the casting of Dorothy Danbridge who herself had doubts but was persuaded by the Director who then commenced to have an affair with her! Although Dorothy and Harry Belafonte both sang, Carmen Jones is an operatic musical and therefore their voices were dubbed by Marilyn Horne and Le Verne Hutcherson. The film had very mixed reviews with some feeling that the contemporary story was at odds with the music of grand opera, and others that too many compromises had been made to appease a still racist and segregated United States. I have the original Long Play record with titles such as Lift em up and Put em down, You talk just like my Maw. Dere’s a cafe in de corner! My CD version of the Opera has Regine Resnik as Carmen and Joan Sutherland as Micaela

Because of uncertainty about my ability to cope with the performance in theatre, on Saturday morning I watched the only video version on the Metropolitan Opera i player reading the available information beforehand. As with many works when the opera opened in Paris is was denounced by the majority of the critics and there was a move to end its run in the first week, but survived the attacks to complete 48 performances. The young composer then died a few months later aged 37 unaware that the opera was to be hailed a triumph when it was performed in Austria later in the year but after which only gradually became one of the most popular and best loved operas around the world.

The opera is set in Seville, Spain in 1830 where Michaela a village maiden comes to the city to find her fiancée Don Jose, a corporal working at the Guard House but is yet to come on shift. She is approached by the soldiers and runs away to turn later. Don Jose arrives with the change of guard whose ritual is imitated by street children, thus providing opportunity for talented youngsters from stage schools to appear in a major opera production. He is dedicated soldier eager to impress and be a credit to his mother who lives in the same village as Micaela. The couple appear to be well suited and devoted to each other.

Don Jose’s period of duty coincides with the emergence of women from the cigarette factory for smoking break where they are greeted by their admirers. Last to emerge is Carmen, a beautiful young gypsy woman with a reputation for taking lovers but discarding them as quickly if they do not live up to her expectations or if she finds someone who interests her more. She likes to be the centre of attention and reacts when Don Jose shows no interest in her. When they return to work Micaela arrives with a letter from the mother of Don Jose and before they part it is agreed that they will marry soon.

After she has left there are cries with the factory and Carmen and been fighting another worker who slashes her across the. The officer of the watch arrests Carmen and places her in the custody of Don Jose while he writes a warrant for her to be conveyed to prison. Carmen makes a play for Don Jose, offering herself and he unties her hands so with the help of the other girls she is able to escape when the officer returns with the completed warrant, This is sufficient for Don Jose to be punished by being restricted to barracks. This ends the first act.

A month has passed when Act 2 opens and Carmen and her friends sing and dance at an Inn where the customers include the officer of Don Jose’s watch and he invites Carmen and her friends to go with him to the theatre. She is committed to Don Jose who she knows was released the previous day. The Bullfighters are in town and the most famous is Escamillo the Matador who flirts with Carmen after singing the famous Toreador(collective description for all classes of bullfighters) song. Carmen does not reject him in the same way as the officer saying he should not dream of being hers, with the caveat for the time being.

Then smugglers arrive trying to enlist Carmen and the other girls to participate in the selling of contraband they have smuggled from Gibraltar. Carmen rejects the offer startling everyone by saying she is love. I know something about smuggling and Gibraltar because when my birth and care mothers, their sisters and brothers were growing up before during and immediately after the First World War smuggling was practiced by almost the entire resident population of Gibraltar and the equal number of Spanish workers who crossed back and forth across border with Spain every day. One of the uncles was able to run about the rock in a chauffer driven car from the early gambling slot machines and the smuggling which he encouraged several of his sisters to participate in. Then it was citizens black economy more than hierarchical organised crime which came with the trade in illegal drugs in the last quarter of the 20th century.

The other aspect worth mentioning is that Spain was and remains, but to less extent, a country where Roman Catholicism is the religion of the overwhelming majority with pre war the then the peasant and lower middle class population practicing a simple and devout religion and where the Spanish practised a social code where unmarried women would not be left in the presence of males who were not relatives without a chaperon. Carmen would have been exceptional, even among Gypsy women.

Jose enters the opera again before the smugglers leave and they urge her to bring him along on the enterprise. Jose returns the gold coin she sent him while in custody and she orders fruit and wine to celebrate his releases and dances with her friends for him. All appears well until the retreat is sounded for the soldiers to return to barracks and Jose makes to go off. This is not what Carmen wants and alleges that Jose does not love her. He respond with the Flower song showing that he kept the flower which she also sent to him in jail. She begs him to leave the army and enjoy the freedom she experiences. Just when it looks that he will not desert his officer arrives in search of Carmen and Jose draws his sword but before they can fight the smugglers re-enter and disarm them and the officer is made a prisoner. Everyone including the Don Jose is forced to then flee or be imprisoned.

This is when the interval usually takes place. I had felt the need to cough just as the performance commenced. I had bought a small glass of wine, although technically it was a plastic cup. and was able to take a series of sips and with water this cleared without making me feel uncomfortable or affecting the enjoyment of others, In fact I quickly noticed that others has a more disturbing problems although overall there was very little theatre. I was so pleased with my ability to cope with the first part that I bought a second glass of Merlot with a small tub of salted peanuts, remembering to use my Friend’s Card to gain a discount.

The third Act is described as a wild and deserted rocky place where the smugglers are travelling with the contraband and Carmen has already tired of her latest lover because he is at heart a village lad. The gypsy women read the cards and then Carmen looks for her future and that of Don Jose and the cards foretell that they both will have premature deaths. The role of the girls is to charm the customs officers and they leave Jose to guard the contraband. This provides the opportunity for Micaela to reappear having followed in search of her fiancée and is determined to take Jose away from the influence of Carmen. Then Escamillo the Toreador also arrives in search of Carmen and he tells Don Jose that the gypsy has become infatuated with a soldier, not realising that Jose was the man. Jose still jealous because of Carmen’s behaviour towards him challenges the bullfight, but the man resists until provoked further when he disarms the soldier, leaving him saying his trade is to kill bulls, not men. Don Jose starts to fight again but the Smugglers return and disarm Jose. The Bullfighter invites them to attend his next bullfight in Seville.

In the fourth Act the scene is outside the bullring on the opening day of the latest contest. This provides the opportunity for the full procession of the bullfighters and leading personalities of the town to march in procession-, the cuidrilla. I have attended one Bullfight in Barcelona, leaving at half time because I had seen enough of the ritual slaughter of the bulls. My prejudices were more than confirmed because the various levels of bullfighter are given every possible protection and bulls are medicated to ensure while they put up a performance they offer little risk as they are ceremonial tortured to death. Their is no honour in the activity which is worse than fox hunting. There are three matadors who each fight two bulls and each has six assistants, two Picadores, men on padded horses who pick at the bulls with lancers, three Banderilleros who push sharp pointed sticks into the bull and the sword holder who hands the killing weapon to the Matador when the bull is ready for the kill. The group procession into the arena where they salute the presiding dignitaries who are accompanied by the other social dignitaries of the town and visiting celebrities, friends and families of the bullfighters. The costumes are flamboyant. The so called fight has thee stages where the bull is tested by the use of the cape by the Matador and his walking assistants. The second stage is those on horses and where until the 1930 when the padding was introduced more horses were killed by the bulls than the bulls themselves. The purpose is to disable the bull to reduce the danger in the final stage. At this stage the banderilleros each attempt to plant two of pointed sticks into the shoulders of the bull. There is a loss of blood from these attacks. Finally the matador enters with the sword hidden in the cape. The whole notion of red the flag to a bull is nonsense as bulls are colour blind and the use of red is to mask the flow of blood from the wounded bull.

The crowd then participate by signalling their approval or disapproval of the performance by waving of white handkerchiefs in which instance the Matador may be reward by one or two of the bulls ears and in some areas with the tail for an exceptional performance. Equally if the crowd like the bull they will call for its life to be saved in which instance it returns to its ranch to stud and does not participation in any further bullfight. This crowd participation is reminiscent of the Roman crowd and the gladiatorial contests.

There are bull fights where the bull is not physically injured and where the team are dressed normally and who performs are acrobatics without the use of the cape. The men work as a team without the status distinctions and compete for points against the other teams. There are variations in different countries, Portugal where it is now illegal to kill the bull in an arena, France and in Latin America.

There was marked difference in how the procession was treated in the 1997 and 2010 Metropolitan productions. In 1997 the participants were in their full historical finery with the Picadores astride real horses whereas on Saturday the approach was to wear casual clothes, no horses and no visible instruments of torture and death. The emphasis was on raunchy sex instead and more on that in a moment. The procession provide the opportunity for a second appearance of the street children and everyone leaves the stage for the closing moments. In the 1997 production Carmen is transformed into a Spanish lady and consort of Escamillo. Before she enters the stadium she is told that Don Jose has also come to the city and her friends warn her to be on her guard. Carmen being Carmen and aware of what the cards foretold goes in search of her former lover to persuade him to let her go. She was born free and wishes to remain free. Don Jose pleads with her in one of the most moving solos in all opera. Carmen maintain her position and tell him to kill her or let her go. In his desperation, jealousy and hate he kills her but is then horrified by what he has done and he makes no attempt to flee before he is apprehended knowing his life has also ended.

The opera had been performed and recorded by all the great opera singers with in my life time Victoria de los Angeles, Maria Callas, Leontyne Price, Grace Bumbry Marilyne Horner, Jessye Norman and Angela Gheorghiu, together with Placido Domingo and Jose Carreras, More recently the role of Don Jose has been made his own by Roberto Alagna until recently the husband of Angela Gheorghiu who made a recording together in 2003. In 1997 Angela played the part of Micaela and was to have returned to Met as Carmen in this year’s production with her husband in the role of Don Jose. They have now parted and Angela withdrew from the production as a consequence.

Because of my uncertainty the decision to watch the 1997 production did not reduced the impact of 2010 performance in the evening. Carmen was played in 1997 by Waltraud Meir the international German Soprano and mezzo soprano who although 46 at the time had a reputation as an actress performer and was very convincing as an experience woman with many previous lovers who could attract the attention of most men she encountered and confidently expected to remain in control of the relationship for as long as she wished. I once visited a tourist nightclub in Athens in Greece at which the female singer has perfected the art of getting all the men to focus on her irrespective of whether they were there with their partners and regardless of the feelings of the partners. She selected a victim to pretend to flirt and seduce and then discard leaving him looking foolish. Sitting at the same table was a well built mature German gentleman, with his equally formidable looking wife and the actress singer made a bee line to attract his interest as soon as she noted his indifference which from my perspective bordered on contempt and she tried to engage his attention more than once but she was ignored which only appeared to make her more determined.

Whereas in the 2010 production Carmen, Elina Garanca performed this role in very physical way, Meir’s performance was achieved by looks and gestures. Elina is a younger performer with a sexy voice as well as body, in part achieved from being a mezzo-soprano, born 1976 in Latvia.

Placido Domingo remains the most outstanding operatic performer of his generation from what I have experienced todate and this includes Pavarotti but not Carreras who I am yet to see in a full operatic role. It is the number and range of the roles undertaken that impresses together with his constant ability to communicate the deepest emotions and role credibility even when there is a mismatch between his actual age and that of the part. However in terms of Carmen, Roberto Alagna, born Paris of a Sicilian family takes the honours because he is more convincing as a young man from a Spanish village out of his depths when confronted by a woman such as Carmen. In part this was because of differences in the production with that of 1997 putting the emphasis Done Jose strutting confidently around in an impressive uniform whether as a soldier or Smuggler. Both were brilliant at communication their desperation at being reject by Carmen for Escamillo at the end. The role of Micaela is a difficult one because while a chaste girl from the village she has to cope with the advances of the soldiers at the city guard house and also be able to travel on her own in search of her fiancée all the way from Servile to Gibraltar in the days before public transport where travel would have been by donkey if not on foot. In 1997 the role was performed by Gheorghiu.

The other observation to be made that while Carmen is full of glorious music it does not have the same power as Il Travatore, Butterfly from dramatic moments but continues to stand alongside Aida from those seen in relay with only Turandot lacking the overall impact of the others.

Sitting next to me was a man of a similar generation who engaged in conversation, asking if this was my first experience and this led to talking about my other recent experiences including the disappointment over the contract not being taken up by Cineworld. He provided the information that Cineworld has taken out a new contract with Covent Garden which led to checking the Internet site on return. The only anxiety is the note tbc. This will compensate for the new Odeon at Metrocentre not indicating participation in the relays at this stage. The man had gone there to view Avator in 3D Imax. I had planned to follow this piece immediate with my reactions to the Wallander but on reflection Wallander merits separate consideration.

Saturday, 2 January 2010

Il Trovatore , Barcelona and Met productions 2009/ 2010

As I have written before I had arranged the trip with an extra day at the Lodge with the intention of visiting again the Calle exhibition at the Whitechapel, having a pre Christmas meal at the Cafe Rouge at Victoria station and a relay from Barcelona of Il Trovatore at the Odeon Convent Garden. My Traviata and Trovatore being mixed up beforehand but no more.

Having watched and heard the opera twice(listening again as I checked this writing) since the live relay I confirm my reaction on the night that this is the most satisfying operatic experience to-date. The opera is full of powerful and passionate arias from the four lead characters where the two female parts were outstanding in the Barcelona production but nothing can compare with the 1988 Metropolitan production with Pavarotti and Dolora Zajick. Every part of the four act opera performed with one interval between Acts 2 and 3 contains moments of moving drama and singing challenges and listening ecstasy. The reason is the almost unbroken melodiousness of the opera. Yet it nearly did not happen for me.

After a morning of plan changing after the horror of the driving conditions the night before, deciding to take the car to collect my mobile phone left at the home of a relative and then parking in central Croydon for the train to Victoria where I had a good lunch at the Cafe Rouge, I made my way to the cinema intending, according to the available information about its location to change at Green Park for the Piccadilly Line to Convent Garden station. The pavement at Convent Garden station is only reached by lift unless one is an enthusiast for the 153 spiral stairway. The was a great crush and the available lift would not move until some of those trying to cram in waited. I went back to the platform area with the intention of returning to the Leicester Square Station and walking from there but got on a train going in the opposite direction by mistake and therefore had to alight again and return back from Holborn. At Leicester Square I looked at a local map to decide on the best exit and this revealed that the Odeon was just off Cambridge Circus and therefore this was a better station than Convent Garden. My reason for going straight to the cinema was to check that that the ticket ordered by telephone automatically was available as I had received no reference number or printed out confirmation. The theatre just opened as I arrived at 2.45 to the annoyance of some customers who had arrived for the first showings due at that time. I inserted a credit card in a small seat collection machine on one wall and obtained a printed paper ticket. Getting the ticket brought me a step closer to attending the evening show but I was still concerned about the weather.

I then visited the Calle Exhibition again at the Whitechapel Gallery and will write separately in the coming days and visited Blackwell’s and Foyle’s Bookshops where I made no purchase buying a six book hard cover compilation of the Forsyte Saga from Amazon for a fraction of the shop price.

I decided to check on the trains at Victoria before returning to the cinema and was given the all clear for a later return to Croydon, then making my way to the cinema just before 6.30 finding a number of other early arrivals in the small coffee shop and bar or standing at the entrance to the theatre.

I was pleasantly surprised to find the cinema had allocated a large screen and auditorium with about 240 250 comfortable seats especially those in the centre area classified as Premium. The theatre was over half full when the curtain was raised although I had spare seats on either side which made the experience more comfortable to the point of luxury at the amazing price of under £9 including credit card charge.
As with the Metropolitan New York and Convent Garden the effect of showing the height of the stage with the width creates an oblong effect shortening the width of the Opera at Barcelona. I was able to work out the true perspective by counting the number of seats in a row in the theatre and at the opera house and this only served to emphasis the height and depth although unlike the Metropolitan we were not given a behind the scenes peek.

The Gran Thatre del Liceu was destroyed by fire in January 1994. While the auditorium was re-created the opportunity was taken to improve the backstage and to fund the development the theatre became Public.

The most performed Opera is Aida with over 440 performances with Rigoletto second with just under 400. Faust 297, Lucia di Lammermoor 274, La Favourita 263, Il Trovatore 259, Lohengrin 241 La Boheme 238, Barber di Suvugia 233, Traviata 231, Les Huguenots 228 Carmen 205. There are some surprises on this list with no Madame Butterfly or Turandot, Tosca or Paglacci, Don Carlo or Don Givanni and several others before Les Huguenots or La Favourita.

The Liceu production is comparatively simple which a fixed contemporary looking structure of ceiling high columns at either side between which performers enter and exist, and single backcloths designed to show that as a background to the story there is conflict and war between two noble houses in Southern Spain. When the separate houses are represented on stage they have their own backcloth and the soldiers wear blue or red neck scarves and shining red or blue gauntlets. The effect is that much more dramatic than the Metropolitan with its stairways and changes in structures, impressive as these always are. It is also fair to say that the war between the two aristocratic houses is minor significance in terms of the two big issues of the opera.
The opera opens with the captain of the guard for the noble house of Aragon, a baritone, explaining that in the past, the story is set in the fifteen century, a gypsy woman was seen over the child son of the Count di Luna and chased away but the child then fell ill and the court believed that the woman had cast a spell so she was apprehended and told to remove the spell and when the condition of the child did not improved she was burnt at the stake in front of her daughter, who listened to her mother’s cry, daughter, avenge me. By coincidence I was to watch a showing of the Wicker Man a few days later and which has the most vivid and effective of the martyrdom’s at the end of the film in which the victim calls for the salvation to his God. In this story the pagan response of the gypsy was to have such profound effect on all the principal characters.

Her daughter Azucena was a young girl with a child of her own in her arms and seeing the horror of her mother’s death and the entreaty to take revenge, managed to enter the castle of the Count and steal one of the brothers, a child of similar age to her own, intending to throw it into the still burning pyre on which her mother had perished. However in her emotional condition she had mixed up the two babies and thrown her own child which was also burnt alive, bringing up the son of the Count as her own. However throughout the rest of her life she remains uncertain of what she did, except that she was responsible for the burning to death of a baby.

There are different views on this aspect of the story with some writing claming that the libretto was written with a view that knowing what she had done she would use her son one day against his House, although the Count dies and his other son the Count is not sure if it was his brothers bones in the ashes or the boy was raised by the gypsies.

After this long singing soliloquy of a prologue accompanied by a chorus of the guard, the advises the audience that the opera is to begin.

Most writers admit the melodramatic story has its flaws and none more so that than what happens to the infant that lived and was raised by the gypsy woman, Manrico, who as soon as he is able to, despite a close relationship with his mother, leaves her to become a Troubadour, and somehow as well as a soldier who takes up the cause of a rival Noble House and becomes,, for the purposes of the opera, a leading if not leading assistant on behalf of the House against the Count di Luna. What is worse he has fought and sung his way into the heart of the Duchess Lenora, who the Count coverts with overwhelming passion. When the Count di Luna learns that the man is singing below the balcony of Leonora he orders his men to apprehend Manrico at the first opportunity.

Having been alerted to his presence one night the Duke approaches and suddenly finds Leonora in his arms who in the fog mistakes him for Manrico who also appears and the three are together on stage with musical as well as dramatic fireworks. In the stage directions the men fight a duel but this aspect is omitted in both version of the opera I have seen.

The Act ends and with a brief musical introduction the next act begins with a gypsy encampment. The gypsies are working on sword making and the audience is treated to one of the well loved choruses in opera, The Anvil Chorus. The focus of the Act is the gypsy woman, sung by Luciana D‘Intinio in the relay and Dolera Krijick in the Met Opera video available on the internet and audio CD. While Luciana is regarded as one of the leading Mezzo soprano’s of the present generation, now aged born 1959, specialising in Verdi with Il Trovatore and Aida, plus the Requiem, her major roles, she has no Wikipedia entry. I thought her performance was outstanding and along with that of Lenora the two women made the evening a memorable one. Interestingly she has performed both - Il Trovatore and Aida at the Met. The Act provides the opportunity to recount the past to her son so having had the perspective oft he Captain of the Guard we now have that of the daughter. She has been hiding in the land of the House of Biscay but came out to find her son and to nurse him back to health after finding him injured from the recent battle between the forces of Biscay and Aragon. Understandably the account of the past raises doubt about the parentage of Manrico and when he raises these Azucena pulls back and claims that she explained things badly because of her emotional state reliving the trauma.

It is his ‘mother’s’ turn to question Manrico because we learn that in the duel at the end of Act 1 he had got the better of the Count di Luna who had led the forces of Aragon in the recent battle. The gypsy woman wants to know why Manrico did not kill the Count when he had the opportunity and he explains that a voice from heaven prevented him doing so, thus suggesting a subconscious kinship link between the two.

A messenger arrives from the Prince of Biscay to order Manrico to take charge of the forces defending the city of Castellor and we also learn that Leonora believing him dead has entered a convent to take the veil.

The scene switches to the Count who has also heard that Leonora has entered the convent and he sets out to kidnap her before she take the Holy Orders. Critics claim that his baritone solo is one of the most beautiful solos in Italian opera. The performance of Roberto Frontali as the count is excellent and in my judgement compares to that of Sherrill Miles at the Met, although the latter is regarded alongside Domingo and Pavarotti with whom he has featured in many performances and on CD’s
However before he can implement his plan Marico arrives with greater forces and Leonora amazed that he is alive leaves the convent to join him and there is a moving end to this part of the opera before the only interval as the three express their feelings with the support of the chorus of nuns and military supporters.

I enjoyed a coffee from the Theatre and the Danish pastry carried around since leaving the Travel Lodge the day back in my seat, and marvelling at how the day had worked out so far. Whatever happened on the journey back, I was enjoying myself with skin tingling singing.

The Third Act opens with the Count laying siege to Castellor where Manrico has taken Leonora with him. There is a commotion and the Count finds that the Captain of his guard has apprehended a gipsy woman who proclaims she is a wanderer looking for her lost son. She is recognised as the woman who took his brother and cast him to the flames and protesting her innocence she calls out to her son by name. Understandably the Count realises that he has double reason to hold the woman prisoner and to burn her at the stake when she has served her purpose. While in the relay production the woman is played by a singer of similar years, this was Krijick’s first role at the Met and she had to age herself by a grey wig and makeup. He voice had not matured to extent of the recent AIDA performance but is nevertheless magnificent. The emotion she coveys is extraordinary and sets as one of the all time greats. As with AIDA I hope she reprise her role in Il Travatore in some relayed production in the future.

In Castellor Manrico and Leonora are about to be married when news comes of the capture of his mother and breaks off from the ceremony to try and rescue her. I was not impressed by the performance of Marco Berti as Manrico, something shared by Jose M Irurzun who attended a number of performances to hear the performances of all the International singers taking the roles with in effect three different casts, although there was some cross overs. I also noted that other critics had felt that his singing and characterization has not lived up to expectations in others roles around the world..

In the fourth act we learn that his attempt to save his mother failed and he has been captured and thrown into a cell in a prison tower with his mother. Leonora learns of his situation and puts into operation a desperate plan to save his life at the expense of her own. She carries with her a poison ring which indicates what is to take place when she offers herself to the Count in exchange for Marico.

She alerts Manrico of her presence by what has become one of the most familiar most familiar melodies in all of opera, the Miserere.

The plan works in that the Count agrees to free Manrico in exchange for Leonora but Manrico does no accept his release and works out the price Leonora appears to have paid, something he does not understand or forgive until the poison works quicker than anticipated and she dies in his arms. The Count is so angered at being duped that he orders the immediate execution of Manrico and too late he learns from Azucena that he has killed his long lost brother. Everyone loses. Before there is some moving sing from all four leads with Aucena’s cry, Mother you are avenged.

In the relay Leonora is played by Florenza Cedolins one of the outstanding new generation of Italian sopranos who first performed only in 1992 and four years later won the Pavarotti Vocal Competition with a prize which included singing Tosca with him in Philadelphia. She was invited to sing The Requiem Mass for Pope John Paul II. I thought her performance on the night was also exceptional and matching that of D’Intinio. For the Met Eva Marton sings Leonora. The Hungarian born singer only four year younger that myself was of matching maturity with Pavarotti when they and together in 1988 and brings her then musical and singing experience to the role. She possesses great power in her voice which led to singing Wagner which was her Met debut in 1976. She performed Il Trovatore at La Scala in 1978 ten years before the Met performance with Pavarotti. In later years she made Turandot a major role, retiring in 2008

Enrico Caruso stated at the turn of the last century that the opera required four the greatest voices of any generation to match the strength and brilliance of Verdi’s creation. While the relay could be said to have two performances worthy of the opera, the Met production has four and is why I am listening again as I write, the third time since my return. My next interest will be Carmen from the Met on January 16th. Before then I will experience a video which has been added to the Met Player performances available.

After the pre Christmas relay and the music filling my senses I had a brilliant journey back to the Travel Lodge. reached Victoria Station in time to get on a one stop train to East Croydon as it prepared to leave the platform, but I managed to find a seat albeit next to a new European who appeared to have been drinking heavily although there was also evidence of some office partying among others returning to Sussex, Brighton and other south coast homes.

My car was one of only a few left in the car park and I had a brief moment of anxiety as the machine fully consumed the credit card which it read automatically without my needing to insert a pin number. The roads were clear and quiet and was back in my room well before 11.30 having spent several minutes sorting out the room key card which had lost its potency and to be recharged although it led to my having a short conversations about the conditions with the duty receptionist. It had been an exceptional and memorable day and I went to bed unconcerned about the journey to the Midlands the following morning although he weather forecast continued to be filled with warnings about more snow, fog and dangerous road condition