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Mattheus Passion, Gutenberg
Bach J.S.: Mattheus Passion
Label: Arthaus Musik
Mattheus Passion (St. Matthew Passion)
Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750)
Neubeurer Chorgemeinschaft, Tölzer Sängerknaben, Bach Collegium München
Dirigent: Enoch zu Gutenberg
Speelduur: 185 minuten
Menu talen: GB, DE, FR, ES
Geluid: PCM Stereo
Artikelcode: 100 268
Bach’s Passie Oratoria zijn hoogtepunten uit de lange geschiedenis van de muzikale uitbeelding van de kruisiging van Jezus van Nazareth. In deze werken combineert de componist alle middelen die hem ter beschikking staan. Hij baseert zich op cantates, oratoria en opera. Toch kwam de Mattheus Passion pas 100 jaar na de eerste uitvoering echt tot leven: Bartoldy’s revival van het werk in 1829 leidde tot de herontdekking van Bach’s muziek. Sindsdien neemt de compositie een vaste plaats in – over de grenzen van de religie heen - als een hoogtepunt van de westerse kunst. Op deze DVD dirigeert Enoch zu Guttenberg het door hemzelf opgerichtte koor, een gezelschap dat voornamelijk uit amateurs bestaat. Onder zijn leiding kreeg het koor al snel een professioneel niveau en een internationale reputatie bij pers en publiek. Dat wordt duidelijk uit de talloze prijzen en onderscheidingen die het koor ontving. Guttenberg’s eigenzinnige stijl verenigt elementen van historische uitvoeringstechnieken met een moderne en energieke expressie.
The conductor, lighting director and general animateur of this curious affair is likely to be an unknown name to those unfamiliar with the pearls of the FARAO back catalogue, in which Enoch zu Guttenberg takes something of a starring role. FARAO is Munich-based, as Guttenberg himself seems to be, having established the choir you hear on this recording in 1967 and, 30 years later, the chamber orchestra Klangverwaltung with which he is responsible for dynamic and thoughtful discs of Beethoven’s Third and Eighth Symphonies, the Christmas Oratorio and others.
If you played the first chorus of this St Matthew Passion on sound only back to back with ‘Jauchzet, frohlocket’, however, I wager you would never attribute them to the same conductor. Can it really be Passiontide that induced Guttenberg to abandon small forces, lithe tempos and pointed articulation?
What we hear and see instead closely approximates to Karl Richter’s Passion recordings from 30 years ago and more. The aggressive stolidity that occasionally marred Richter’s disciplined performances was counterbalanced by almost unfailingly accurate execution and – yes – passion, transferred from Richter to his performers. Such ample compensations are missing here, as is evident from the first bars of ‘Kommt, ihr Tochter’. It’s not the bass-heavy texture that threatens to rob the music of vitality and danger but the sheer unvarying flatness of it all. You can actually see the strings never lighten their bowing, not even in the B section (‘Seht! Wohin? Wohin? Wohin? Der Brautigam!’). The orchestra’s brief dynamic swell after that phrase is the only moment when the dynamic moves outside mezzoforte-forte for the whole movement. A well-judged tempo, halfway between the monumentality of Richter and Mengelberg and the minatory muscle of Gardiner and Scherchen, strictly maintained throughout, ensures that tension is effectively built up until released in a mighty rallentando in the last two bars. Old-fashioned, and I love it.
I wouldn’t be surprised if some of the chorus members had sung for a Richter Passion – its age range is broad – as its 80 or so members are nothing if not well-drilled and lusty. I’m sure they are able to sing with a larger dynamic range and phrasal flexibility but they are never encouraged to do so.
The intensity that the Munich Bach Choir brings to many of the chorales is absent here, possibly because of the extra choir placed at the back of the church which joins in at those points. The device probably worked wonderfully for the audience at the time, but the recording doesn’t convey a spatial effect at all and merely muddies the blend of instruments and voices.
The whole performance in fact see-saws between insensitivity and deep affection, sometimes in the space of a few bars. How crudely the strings play the opening ritornello of ‘Blute nur’, completely ignoring the dying and sighing phrases, and how captivatingly Margaret Marshall then sings them, with full, pleading tone and generous portamento.
Over in the side chapel where the Evangelist is placed with his continuo cohorts it is Anja Lechner (cellist of the marvellous Rosamunde Quartett) who is alive to every turn of phrase while Claes Hakon Ahnsjö often resorts to plain declamation. His name can be found on many oratorio performances from the 60s and 70s (always as Claes H. Ahnsjo) but it’s nice to see he was still going strong in 1990. There’s more than a touch of Ernst Haefliger or Peter Schreier about his slightly bleaty sound and fearless high notes, but he doesn’t equal them for range of expression.
With the ripieno boys chorus placed in a gallery high above the altar and Christus below them at the back of the orchestra, you’d think that this spatial awareness would lend extra drama, but it is vitiated by the clunky direction for video. Though there are plenty of camera angles they are used primitively: every chorale begins with a shot of the same pillar, from which it pans jerkily to show the chorale choir at a distance such that we never see their faces. I doubt that the score or conductor were consulted: during the ritornello to ‘So ist mein Jesus nun gefangen’, the soprano-alto duet which lies at the heart of Part I, we see nothing but the subsidiary violin line while the crucial flute parts are ignored, thus contradicting the musical direction.
Prey sings steadily and nobly, but he looks so hangdog, with an unopened copy of the score hanging limply in one hand, that the strong musical impression is undermined. Most of the soloists sing without music, yet they all hold copies of the (out of date) Peters score.
Aldo Baldin’s tenor solos sound fine, if hardly graceful, but his strained, effortful appearance is painful to watch. Van Nes and Scharinger are always pleasing to ear and eye, and indeed with Marshall they make up the principal virtues of this performance.
Star ratings were not designed for curate’s eggs like this: for despite the shortcomings suggested above, the integrity of Guttenberg’s musical conception impresses me the more I hear it, and much of the solo singing is among the best on record. Curious though it sounds, this would be a much more tempting release on CD.