Showing posts with label Sydney Opera House. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sydney Opera House. Show all posts

Monday, 18 August 2014

Standing up for Jonas


 
It’s not every day that opera house orchestras get to emerge, blinking, into the light above ground level. But that’s what happened to the Australian Opera and Ballet Orchestra this last week as they appeared with the German tenor, Jonas Kaufmann, in the concert hall of the Sydney Opera House.

I say ‘appeared with’ because although the audience had come to hear the Great Divo, the orchestra occupied half the programme without him, playing splendidly – overtures to I vespri siciliani and La forza del destino, intermezzos from Manon Lescaut, I Pagliacci and Cavalleria rusticana, the Bacchanale from Samson et Delila and the winsome Meditation from Thaïs (lovely solo from concertmaster Laura Hamilton).

Daughter Dora, possibly to be provocative, said she enjoyed their pieces most in the concert.

Of course, Jonas was there too, in excellent voice, providing clear evidence of why he has emerged as the leading tenor of our day – voice bright with a baritonal tinge, together with an unusually total command to the Italian and French styles, as well as his native Austro-German.

The audience bayed its approval, the standing ovation lasting some twenty-five minutes and interrupted by four gratefully received encores, the final one rendered in German, then English – ‘You are my heart’s delight’.

We had tickets for this take-out-a-mortgage event courtesy of our two New Best Friends in Sydney, to whom grateful thanks.

Saturday, 28 May 2011

Sydney vs Birmingham: no contest?


A recent return to Sydney re-awakened for me the triumph and the tragedy of Sydney Opera House.

Those billowing “sails”, the extraordinary concept of Danish architect Jørn Utzon, together with the dramatic backdrop of the Harbour Bridge, create a magical tableau, unmatched anywhere in the world. Yet the interior has always struggled acoustically, being quite the wrong shape for music.

Contrast this with Birmingham’s Symphony Hall, the interior modelled on the Musikverein in Vienna and the Concertgebouw in Amsterdam. Here the exterior looks like a barrack block or shopping mall. But the sounds you hear are the best in Britain, the sightlines ideal. (Thanks to Sir Simon Rattle, whose brainchild it was.)

My recommendation: go and look in Sydney. But go and listen in Birmingham.