Monday, March 11, 2019

The Presentation of some Strauss



Hello All,

It’s hard to know what to use for German musical examples after you’ve listened to “Ich habe genug,” “Ich bin der Welt,” "Tristan and Isolde” and “Meistersinger.” There’s almost nowhere to go but down! But then I remembered another sublime bit of music from Strauss’s Der Rosenkavalier – The presentation of the rose. It happens early in the second act and time practically stops. You can look up the story if you’d like – it’s very complicated and I don’t want to tax your patience going into it here but the duet is for a coloratura soprano – Sophie - and a pants leg role (that is, a mezzo playing a man’s role) - Octavian.
The two singers in this video are an American mezzo called Joyce di Donato who some of you might remember from Italian diction and a German coloratura called Diana Damrau. Joyce is from Kansas but her languages are extraordinarily good, so emulating her is certainly not a bad thing. Diana is from Gürnzburg Germany which is in Bavaria in the very south of the country. She does a rather heroic job of maintaining correct vowels during some of the highest parts of the duet but please pay attention to the vowels of both singers. Also, there are some long words and multisyllabic words; make sure to notice how they string the syllables together to make words rather than just syllables on pitch. And, as always, enjoy.
R

The Presentation of the Rose Der Rosenkavalier
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v0O6Fnyz1Y0


Score - Begins on page 14
http://javanese.imslp.info/files/imglnks/usimg/3/31/IMSLP154938-PMLP29341-Strauss_-_Der_Rosenkavalier_VS2_Sibley.1802.16777.pdf

OCTAVIAN
Mir ist die Ehre widerfahren, dass ich der hoch- und wohlgeborenen Jungfer Braut, in meines Herrn Vetters Namen, dessen zu Lerchenau Namen, die Rose seiner Liebe überreichen darf.

SOPHIE
Ich bin Euer Liebden sehr verbunden. - Ich bin Euer Liebden in aller Ewigkeit verbunden.
Hat einen starken Geruch. Wie Rosen, wie lebendige.

OCTAVIAN
Ja, ist ein Tropfen persischen Rosenöls darein getan.

SOPHIE
Wie himmlische, nicht irdische, wie Rosen vom hochheiligen Paradies. Ist Ihm nicht auch?
Ist wie ein Gruss vom Himmel. Ist bereits zu stark, als dass mans ertragen kann. Zieht einen nach, als lägen Stricke um das Herz.
Wo war ich schon einmal und war so selig?

OCTAVIAN
Wo war ich schon einmal und war so selig?

SOPHIE
Dahin muss ich zurück! und müsst' ich völlig sterben auf dem Weg! Allein ich sterb' ja nicht. Das ist ja weit. Ist Zeit und Ewigkeit in einem sel'gen Augenblick, den will ich nie vergessen bis an meinen Tod.

OCTAVIAN
Ich war ein Bub', da hab' ich die noch nicht gekannt. Wer bin denn ich? Wie komm' denn ich zu ihr? Wie kommt denn sie zu mir? Wär' ich kein Mann, die Sinne möchten mir vergehn. Das ist ein seliger Augenblick, den will ich nie vergessen bis an meinen Tod.

English
OCTAVIAN
On me the honour has befallen that I to you, his noble, high-born youthful bride, to come here as messenger at my cousin Lerchenau's bidding as token of his love offer you this rose.

SOPHIE
I am to Your Honour much indebted. I am to Your Honour, for all eternity indebted. There is a scent in its petals of roses, like the living ones.

OCTAVIAN
Yes, there's a drop of oil of Persian rose in its leafy part.

SOPHIE
A rose that is not earthly, like roses from gardens of Paradise. Is it not so? It's like a gift from Heaven! Oh, so sweet and red that no one dare breathe it again. Drawing me nigh, as though it were pulling at my heart. Where have I been before and felt such rapture?

OCTAVIAN
Where have I been before and felt such rapture?

Monday, March 4, 2019

A Little Light Listening

Hello All,

I had the idea to make your weekly video The Ride of the Valkyries from Wagner’s “Die Walküre.” But, though it would have been fun, it’s such a scream-fest it wouldn’t have taught anything to anyone about German diction. It did make me want to get some Wagner to you though. With that in mind, I offer you two videos. The total time of these videos is about 16 minutes but trust me, they’re going to seem much much longer. I’m reminded of what Mark Twain said after he went to Bayreuth the first time to see Wagner’s “The Ring.” When asked what he thought of it, he said something like, “The opera started promptly at 8:00 and after 3 hours of the most glorious music I’ve ever heard I looked at my watch and it was 8:15!” 
The first video is of Swedish Soprano (her German is exquisite) Birgit Nilsson singing the “Liebestod” from Tristan und Isolde.  This opera is looooong.  The first time I saw it was at a dress rehearsal which started at 10:00 in the morning and by the time the thing was over it was dark outside (Met dress rehearsals have very long intermissions).  And it’s not an easy time.  Music historians have settled on the idea that this is the piece where “modern music” was created.  Eventually you will study the “Tristan Chord” and this aria has it about nine zillion times.  Also known as the “Liebestod” this aria is the last thing in this 5 hour opera and it is a payoff worth the wait.  Please please please follow the score which I have provided a link to below and notice how simple it all looks on paper.  I am also providing a link to the text and translation.

Secondly we have Ben Heppner singing Walther’s Prize Song from Die Meistersinger. Unlike the Tristan excerpt, this is practically an art song - 3 verses in total. Heppner is Canadian but he is easily the most popular heldentenor of our time and his sung German is very idiomatic so it is worth using as an example. 

As always, please read the translations first so that you have a bit of an idea of what’s being said and then listen to the video while following the German. 
It’s Wagner so it seems scary but give it a try; If you will, it’ll be as rewarding as anything else I’ve sent you this semester.  Wagner seems so scary but it’s unbelievable stuff and though I’ve picked two of his longer operas to play from, as you can see, the music can be very tuneful and

R

Tristan und Isolde


Score
  



Score ((Starts on page 538))

Liebestod
Mild und leise                       Mildly and gently,
wie er lächelt,                       how he smiles,
wie das Auge                        how the eye
hold er öffnet ---                   he opens sweetly ---
Seht ihr's, Freunde?              Do you see it, friends?
Seht ihr's nicht?                    Don’t you see it?
Immer lichter                        Brighter and brighter
wie er leuchtet,                     how he shines,
stern-umstrahlet                    illuminated by stars
hoch sich hebt?                     rises high?
Seht ihr's nicht?                    Don’t you see it?
Wie das Herz ihm                 How his heart
mutig schwillt,                      boldly swells,        
voll und hehr                         fully and nobly
im Busen ihm quillt?            wells in his breast?
Wie den Lippen,                   How from his lips
wonnig mild,                         delightfully, mildly,
süßer Atem                           sweet breath
sanft entweht ---                   softly wafts ---
Freunde! Seht!                      Friends! Look!
Fühlt und seht ihr's nicht?    Don’t you feel and see it?
Hör ich nur diese Weise,      Do I alone hear this melody,
die so wundervoll und leise, which wonderfully and softly,
Wonne klagend,                    lamenting delight,
alles sagend,                         telling it all,
mild versöhnend                   mildly reconciling
aus ihm tönend,                    sounds out of him,
in mich dringet,                    invades me,
auf sich schwinget,               swings upwards,
hold erhallend                       sweetly resonating
um mich klinget?                  rings around me?
Heller schallend,                   Sounding more clearly,
mich umwallend ---              wafting around me ---
Sind es Wellen                      Are these waves
sanfter Lüfte?                       of soft airs?
Sind es Wogen                      Are these billows
wonniger Düfte?                   of delightful fragrances?
Wie sie schwellen,                How they swell,
mich umrauschen,                 how they sough around me,
soll ich atmen,                      shall I breathe,
soll ich lauschen?                 Shall I listen?
Soll ich schlürfen,                 Shall I drink,
untertauchen?                       immerse?
Süß in Düften                       Sweetly in fragrances
mich verhauchen?                 melt away?
In dem wogenden Schwall,  In the billowing  torrent,
in dem tönenden Schall,       in the resonating sound,
in des Welt-Atems wehendem All ---in the wafting Universe of the World-Breath ---
ertrinken,                              drown,
versinken ---                         be engulfed ---
unbewußt ---                         unconscious ---
höchste Lust!                        supreme delight!Walther


The Prize Song

"Morgenlich leuchtend im rosigen Schein,
von Blüt und Duft
geschwellt die Luft,
voll aller Wonnen,
nie ersonnen,
ein Garten lud mich ein, -
dort unter einem Wunderbaum,
von Früchten reich behangen,
zu schaun in sel'gem Liebestraum,
was höchstem Lustverlangen.
Erfüllung kühn verhiess,
das schönste Weib:
Eva im Paradies."

"Abendlich dämmernd umschloss mich die Nacht;
auf steilem Pfad
war ich genaht
zu einer Quelle
reiner Welle,
die lockend mir gelacht:
dort unter einem Lorbeerbaum,
von Sternen hell durchschienen,
ich schaut im wachen Dichtertraum,
von heilig holden Mienen,
mich netzend mit dem edlen Nass,
das hehrste Weib,
die Muse des Parnass!"

"Huldreichster Tag,
dem ich aus Dichters Traum erwacht!
Das ich erträumt, das Paradies,
in himmlisch neu verklärter Pracht
hell vor mir lag,
dahin lachend nun der Quell den Pfad mir wies;
die, dort geboren,
den Ruhm erkoren,
der Erde lieblichstes Bild,
als Muse mir geweiht,
so heilig ernst als mild,
ward kühn von mir gefreit,
am lichten Tag der Sonnen,
durch Sanges Sieg gewonnen
Parnass und Paradies!"


Walther
"Shining in the rosy light of morning,
the air heavy
with blossom and scent,
full of every
unthought-of-joy,
a garden invited me
and, beneath a wondrous tree there,
richly hung with fruit,
to behold in blessed dream of love,
boldly promising fulfillment
to the highest of joy's desires,
the most beautiful woman:
Eva in Paradise."
"In the evening twilight, night enfolded me;
on a steep path
I had approached
a spring
of pure water,
which laughed enticingly to me:
there beneath a laurel-tree,
with stars shining brightly through its leaves,
in a poet's waking dream I beheld,
holy and fair of countenance,
and sprinkling me with the precious water,
the most wonderful woman,
the Muse of Parnassus!"
"Most gracious day,
to which I awoke from a poet's dream!
The Paradise of which I had dreamed
in heavenly, new-transfigured splendor
lay bright before me,
to which the spring laughingly now showed me the path;
she, born there,
my heart's elect,
earth's loveliest picture,
destined to be my Muse,
as holy and grave as she is mild,
was boldly wooed by me;
in the sun's bright daylight,
through victory in song, I had won
Parnassus and Paradise!"