Monday, January 07, 2019

Amtrak Xmas

For the Christmas holidays, I took the Coast Starlight Amtrak train from Oakland to San Luis Obispo...

...and the train was overbooked just like an airplane, so I was bumped from my seat around San Jose for a large family group...

...and then hung out during the beautiful six-hour trip in the domed Observation Car.

The final destination was my sister Susan Diggins' house on a hilltop in the small town of Arroyo Grande.

Though she often complains about a lack of rain in these recent drought years and too many people moving into the area...

...the truth is that she lives in paradise with a million dollar view.

Christmas morning was all about Guys & Dogs...

...including the Pug Named Yoda.

Speaking of paradise, the daily Coast Starlight between Seattle and Los Angeles is one of the most beautiful train rides in the world. It was a joy spending Christmas evening clacking along on its tracks on the way home.

Monday, December 31, 2018

The Telegraph Quartet at SF Performances

The Telegraph Quartet, one of my favorite young ensembles in the world, offered a concert of Eastern European composers at Herbst Theater earlier this month for SF Performances. Pictured above are (left to right) Eric Chin, violin; Pei-Ling Lin, viola; Jeremiah Shaw, cello; and Joseph Maile, violin

Joseph Maile gave an introduction to the program, noting that two of the composers, Erwin Schulhoff (1894-1942) and Mieczyslaw Weinberg (1919-1996), were both Jewish and their fine music not very well known because of historical circumstance (concentration camp and Soviet Russia, respectively) rather than its quality.

The concert started with Schulhoff's Five Pieces for String Quartet from 1923, a spiky, lively, eccentric sounding set of dance miniatures. Pictured above are Eric Chin & Jeremiah Shaw.

This was followed by Dvorak's 1879 String Quartet in E-flat Major, Opus 51, which was given a sweet, delightful reading but it suffered from what I think of as The Janáček Effect. If you start off a concert with a piece by Leos Janáček, everything played afterwards will sound like the aural equivalent of weak tea. Schulhoff's music has a similar impact, and the Telegraph gave it a sensationally good performance. Pictured above is Pei-Ling Lin.

The second half was Weinberg's String Quartet #6, a work written in 1946 Soviet Russia, where the Polish composer fled the Nazis earlier during WWII, and not given its live world premiere until 2007. It's a great work, sounding a lot like his mentor Shostakovich but with plenty of Weinberg's own distinctive voice.

A Shostakovich quartet rather than the Dvorak might have been a better choice for this bold program. I've heard the Telegraph play Schoenberg, Cowell, and Webern over the years, and they are a terrific, intense young ensemble that plays brilliantly off of each other. Can't wait to hear what they tackle next.

Wednesday, December 26, 2018

The Future Is Now: Adler Fellows Concert

San Francisco Opera's Adler Fellows gave their annual concert earlier this month at Herbst Theatre and I felt the usual mixture of excitement for the young singers mixed with sadness that only a handful will actually make a living as an operatic, classical music singer. It's a tough, competitive career. The programming of arias, duets, and scenas at these concerts tend to skew towards obscure selections, and this year that was true to the extreme. After an overture by Verdi from his first opera, Un Giorno di Regna, Natalie Image, soprano, and Ashley Dixon, mezzo, performed a non-famous scene from Donizetti's Lucia di Lammermoor. Later in the program the two joined up for another Donizetti duet scena from L'Assedio di Calais, an opera I had never even heard of before.

Aryeh Nussbaum Cohen is in his first year as an Adler. The training program usually runs for two to three years, but Cohen sounds ready for the major leagues already. Countertenors at their best sound like a magical mixture of a pure boy soprano combined with the heft of an adult mezzo-soprano, and great ones are rare and valuable. Cohen sang arias from Admeto by Handel and Tancredi by Rossini. The latter was an odd choice since it was originally written for a mezzo rather than a castrati, but hey, why not?

Christian Pursell, bass-baritone, sang an amusing aria about a besotted opera fan from Rossini's Il Viaggo al Riems.

Second-year Adler Fellow Amitai Pati is one of my favorite young tenors ever. His voice is not Pavarotti sized like his tenor brother Pene Pati, but it's a sweet, smooth sound buttressed by unteachable musical instincts. Unfortunately, at this concert he was given arias from the operettas Martha by von Flotow and Das Land des Lacheins by Lehar, which didn't fit his voice, and I kept wishing we were hearing him in Mozart, Rossini, or Donizetti.

Soprano Sarah Cambidge sang an aria from Richard Strauss's Die Agyptische Helena, and though her huge voice doesn't hit any of my pleasure centers, my friend Janos Gereben was thrilled by her performance.

Another huge voice belongs to tenor Kyle van Schoonhoven who performed a scene from Wagner's final opera, Parsifal with Andrew Manea as the wounded Amfortas. Kyle might be one of the next big Wagnerian heldentenors, singing roles like Siegfried, or he might not. He doesn't quite have control of his instrument yet, but I really like its sound, which has an uncanny echo of controversial, legendary tenor Jon Vickers.

The first half of the concert had Christian Pursell and Andrew Manea singing a manly bromance duet from Bellini's I Puritani, and it was delightful.

After intermission, we moved on to Ashley Dixon singing Marguerite's aria from La Damnation de Faust by Berlioz

Andrew Manea then tackled an aria from Verdi's Atilla, and in the photo above he's head to head with conductor Christopher Franklin, who did a wonderful job with the great SF Opera Orchestra onstage behind the singers.

The evening ended with Kyle van Schoonhoven and Sarah Cambidge singing a love duet from Wagner's Tristan und Isolde and though it seemed a hurdle too high for the young singers, I was again charmed by Kyle's invocation of Jon Vickers.

Monday, December 17, 2018

Brassaï at SFMOMA

An exhibit of the midcentury, Hungarian-turned-Parisian photographer who went by the name of Brassaï is currently on the third floor of SFMOMA, and it's almost perfect.

The photos are a decently large size for museum viewing, and the show is curated, meaning there are not an overwhelming amount of photographs so you can take it all in. (The photo above is Christmas Eve Mass, Les Baux-de-Provence, 1950.)

Brassaï's subject matter was largely people, and he managed to capture both high and low cultural ensembles with the same degree of artistic sympathy. (Photo above is Soiree at the Home of Princess Chavchavadze, 1947.)

His photos from the 1920-1930s of the Parisian demimonde are iconic and brilliant. (Photo above is Kiki at the Cabaret des Fleurs, Boulevard de Montparnasse, 1932.)

The frank sensuality of the photos is amazing up to the present day, although it's odd now to see just about every person in every photo, no matter what they are doing, holding a cigarette in one hand. This is not a show you should visit if you are having nicotine withdrawal symptoms.