A check of the FoM archives reveals that I’ve yet to post a review from the Metropolitan Opera. Which is bewildering to me, considering I’ve been attending operas at the Met since at least 1993, when I was an assistant PR manager for Herbert Breslin, representing singers such as Luciano Pavarotti, Renee Fleming and Deborah Voigt. Since then, I’ve seen at least one Met production every season, mostly from standing room.
More often than not, the operas I’ve seen were written by Richard Wagner, the lionized and controversial 19th composer who cultivated a rabid fandom unique in music history: to this day, there are Wagner Societies throughout Europe and America devoted to preserving his legacy. His operas – he referred to them as "music-dramas," emphasizing the primacy of his self-scripted librettos – are sprawling, slow-moving beasts of chromaticism that push music to the edge of tonality: Wagner is generally credited with being the first "modern" composer, setting the stage for the innovations of Mahler, Schoenberg and others.
I’ve become familiar with most of Wagner’s operas thanks to the Met, having attended Lohengrin, Die Meistersinger, Parsifal, and the complete Ring in 2000 and 2004. My partner in crime for most of these performances has been my friend Pat, whose girlfriend Ramona made the wise and generous Christmas gift of seated tickets to this afternoon’s performance of Tristan und Isolde. And, having never seen this particular Wagner Gesamtkunstwerk myself, I decided to tag along.
The nearly six-hour opera (including two intermissions) concerns the old Celtic myth of Tristan and Isolde, who fall in love as a result of a magic-potion mixup, thereby bringing to themselves, "unrelenting eternal pain, instead of quick death." This is Wagner as desperate romantic, insufferably so for much of the opera. But, the prolonged exposition is worth enduring for the many extraordinary musical moments: the prelude with it’s famed "Tristan chord," the dark, groaning bass at the beginning of Act 3, Isolde’s shattering and monumental Liebestod ("Love death") that ends the opera.
Tristan und Isolde makes extraordinary demands on its performers, particularly the two lead roles, which are generally acknowledged to be the most difficult in the entire operatic repertoire. Deborah Voigt, a seasoned Wagnerian, delivered a larger-than-life performance as Isolde. Veteran Matti Salminen, well known to Met audiences as Hagen and Hunding in the Ring, let his huge bass fly as King Marke. Michelle DeYoung, who sang Fricka in Die Walkure earlier this season, was outstanding as Isolde’s maid, Brangane. The Met’s music director – James Levine, perhaps the world’s greatest Wagner conductor – led the performance, showing more passion and energy on the podium than I’ve ever seen from him.
But, the biggest applause was reserved for tenor Robert Dean Smith, who stepped in for an ailing Ben Heppner, thus making his Met debut. His voice occasionally wavered and didn’t quite fill the house the way Voigt’s or Salminen’s did, but he hit all the notes and delivered a fine, dramatically solid performance. Give the guy some credit: singing Tristan in the Saturday matinee broadcast as your Met debut is like being called up from the minors to pitch Game 7 of the World Series. You will be hearing from Mr. Smith again.
Yesterday’s performance was broadcast live over the radio and in HD to movie theaters around the world. I’d be curious to know if anyone saw the telecast, and how everything looked up close. (Picture of Pat & I with the composer after the jump.)
P.S. I’ve since learned that this run has been plagued with cancellations: Smith was already the third tenor to sing Tristan (after John Mac Master and Gary Lehman), and during the second peformance, Janice Baird replaced Deborah Voigt mid-duet when Voigt ran off stage with the stomach flu. Alex Ross has the whole story here.


The performance had the same impact out here in the middle of Illinois as it had in New York! What a wonderful opportunity it was to experience it live and with such superb technical direction.
The performance had the same impact out here in the middle of Illinois as it had in New York! What a wonderful opportunity it was to experience it live and with such superb technical direction.
The performance had the same impact out here in the middle of Illinois as it had in New York! What a wonderful opportunity it was to experience it live and with such superb technical direction.
The performance had the same impact out here in the middle of Illinois as it had in New York! What a wonderful opportunity it was to experience it live and with such superb technical direction.
The performance had the same impact out here in the middle of Illinois as it had in New York! What a wonderful opportunity it was to experience it live and with such superb technical direction.
The performance had the same impact out here in the middle of Illinois as it had in New York! What a wonderful opportunity it was to experience it live and with such superb technical direction.
Robert Dean Smith didn’t take over from Ben Heppner on opening night. He flew in to sing the Saturday matinee, making his Met debut, and then flew back out Sunday. I listened to the broadcast and was very impressed–maybe the voice sounded small in the house, but over the air it was more secure and beautiful than we’re used to from heldentenors. And his third act was very fine indeed, dramatic, detailed, and really sung–he didn’t sound remotely tired, which cannot be said of Ms Voigt, who had real problems with the Liebestod, as do many Isoldes. Here’s a link to the Times review, which explains some of the logistics (the guy had no stage rehearsal whatsoever):
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/24/arts/music/24tris.html?ref=music
Robert Dean Smith didn’t take over from Ben Heppner on opening night. He flew in to sing the Saturday matinee, making his Met debut, and then flew back out Sunday. I listened to the broadcast and was very impressed–maybe the voice sounded small in the house, but over the air it was more secure and beautiful than we’re used to from heldentenors. And his third act was very fine indeed, dramatic, detailed, and really sung–he didn’t sound remotely tired, which cannot be said of Ms Voigt, who had real problems with the Liebestod, as do many Isoldes. Here’s a link to the Times review, which explains some of the logistics (the guy had no stage rehearsal whatsoever):
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/24/arts/music/24tris.html?ref=music
Robert Dean Smith didn’t take over from Ben Heppner on opening night. He flew in to sing the Saturday matinee, making his Met debut, and then flew back out Sunday. I listened to the broadcast and was very impressed–maybe the voice sounded small in the house, but over the air it was more secure and beautiful than we’re used to from heldentenors. And his third act was very fine indeed, dramatic, detailed, and really sung–he didn’t sound remotely tired, which cannot be said of Ms Voigt, who had real problems with the Liebestod, as do many Isoldes. Here’s a link to the Times review, which explains some of the logistics (the guy had no stage rehearsal whatsoever):
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/24/arts/music/24tris.html?ref=music
Robert Dean Smith didn’t take over from Ben Heppner on opening night. He flew in to sing the Saturday matinee, making his Met debut, and then flew back out Sunday. I listened to the broadcast and was very impressed–maybe the voice sounded small in the house, but over the air it was more secure and beautiful than we’re used to from heldentenors. And his third act was very fine indeed, dramatic, detailed, and really sung–he didn’t sound remotely tired, which cannot be said of Ms Voigt, who had real problems with the Liebestod, as do many Isoldes. Here’s a link to the Times review, which explains some of the logistics (the guy had no stage rehearsal whatsoever):
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/24/arts/music/24tris.html?ref=music
Robert Dean Smith didn’t take over from Ben Heppner on opening night. He flew in to sing the Saturday matinee, making his Met debut, and then flew back out Sunday. I listened to the broadcast and was very impressed–maybe the voice sounded small in the house, but over the air it was more secure and beautiful than we’re used to from heldentenors. And his third act was very fine indeed, dramatic, detailed, and really sung–he didn’t sound remotely tired, which cannot be said of Ms Voigt, who had real problems with the Liebestod, as do many Isoldes. Here’s a link to the Times review, which explains some of the logistics (the guy had no stage rehearsal whatsoever):
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/24/arts/music/24tris.html?ref=music
Robert Dean Smith didn’t take over from Ben Heppner on opening night. He flew in to sing the Saturday matinee, making his Met debut, and then flew back out Sunday. I listened to the broadcast and was very impressed–maybe the voice sounded small in the house, but over the air it was more secure and beautiful than we’re used to from heldentenors. And his third act was very fine indeed, dramatic, detailed, and really sung–he didn’t sound remotely tired, which cannot be said of Ms Voigt, who had real problems with the Liebestod, as do many Isoldes. Here’s a link to the Times review, which explains some of the logistics (the guy had no stage rehearsal whatsoever):
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/24/arts/music/24tris.html?ref=music
Thanks for the clarification, Robert. I’ve fixed the post to reflect what actually happened. Guess I better check my facts next time!
Thanks for the clarification, Robert. I’ve fixed the post to reflect what actually happened. Guess I better check my facts next time!
Thanks for the clarification, Robert. I’ve fixed the post to reflect what actually happened. Guess I better check my facts next time!
Thanks for the clarification, Robert. I’ve fixed the post to reflect what actually happened. Guess I better check my facts next time!
Thanks for the clarification, Robert. I’ve fixed the post to reflect what actually happened. Guess I better check my facts next time!
Thanks for the clarification, Robert. I’ve fixed the post to reflect what actually happened. Guess I better check my facts next time!