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Saturday, August 30, 2008

New-look Festival Miami to open at Arsht Center with tribute to Corigliano


The 25th anniversary of Festival Miami is the first to bear the imprint of Shelly Berg, jazz pianist and the Frost School of Music’s dean. The University of Miami’s fall concert series will have a new look structurally, and, to some extent, musically, with events grouped into four themed weeks of classical, jazz, pop and Latin music.

The goal, says Berg, is to make the festival a destination for more people outside the Miami area, who are likely to visit if music of similar genres are scheduled closely together.

On opening night, Festival Miami will move off campus with a concert honoring composer John Corigliano (above) at the Adrienne Arsht Center Oct. 9. Gary Green will lead the Frost Wind Ensemble in the Florida premiere of Corigliano’s theatrical Circus Maximus (Symphony No. 3), violinist Jennifer Koh and the Frost Symphony Orchestra will team up for the Red Violin Concerto, and Joshua Habermann directs the Frost Chorale in Corigliano’s setting of Baudelaire’s L’invitation au voyage.

The classical “Great Performances” week will continue at Gusman Concert Hall with the Ritz Chamber Players Oct. 10 and a tribute to pianist and outgoing Frost faculty member Ivan Davis Oct. 11 featuring Berg and Frost musicians, with Davis performing Schumann’s Kinderszenen. Faculty composers will be featured Oct. 12 in the afternoon with pianist Ning An in music of Chopin the same evening. On Oct. 13, a co-presentation with Friends of Chamber Music of Miami will offer the Brahms and Schumann piano quintets performed by the all-star lineup of violinists Cho-Liang Lin and Adele Anthony, violist Roberto Diaz, cellist William De Rosa and pianist Joseph Kalichstein.

Week 2, “Jazz and Beyond,” will lead off with singer Tierney Sutton and the Frost's Jazz Vocal I Ensemble Oct. 16, followed by the Joshua Redman Trio Oct. 17. The Frost Concert Jazz Band will be joined by saxophonist Eric Marienthal and trumpeter and new Frost faculty member Greg Gisbert Oct 18. Oct. 19 will bring an experimental evening of Latin electronica music by “DJ Le Spam and the Spam All-Stars.”

A bevy of pop and rock musicians will highlight the "Creative American Music" week. Several of Berg’s friends team up Oct. 23 at the BankUnited Center for a concert featuring UM alum Bruce Hornsby, Steve Miller, Patti Austin, Monica Mancini, Dave Koz, Ricky Skaggs and Jon Secada with the Frost’s new Henry Mancini Institute Orchestra. Hollywood songwriters and Oscar perennials Alan and Marilyn Bergman will be feted Oct. 25, and Frost students will have their chance with the traditional Emerging Young Composers event on Oct. 21 and a new Songwriter’s Showcase Oct. 22. Berg will also participate in a discussion of solo jazz piano history Oct. 26 with writer Buzz McCoy, and that evening the legendary bluesman Honeyboy Edwards will take the stage.

Latin music will be to the fore the final week, "Music of the Americas.” Author Nelson Faria and the Frost Studio Jazz Band will offer a survey of Brazilian musical styles Oct. 29, followed by an evening of tango with the Pablo Ziegler Trio Oct, 30, jazz pianist-bandleader Eddie Palmieri Oct. 31 and a salute to ballroom music and dance Nov. 1.

The festival will conclude with a two-night tribute to Argentinian composer Alberto Ginastera (left). Luis Ascot will perform his Piano Concerto No. 1 with Thomas Sleeper and the Frost Symphony Orchestra. Soprano Virginia Correa Dupuy performs Ginastera songs with Berg at the piano. Also to be heard are the Pampeanas Nos. 1 and 2, the Lamentations of Jeremiah and the rarely performed Cantata para America magica for solo soprano and 53 percussion instruments.

Most events take place at Gusman Concert Hall, 1314 Miller Drive, Coral Gables on the UM campus. Tickets are $15-$200 and go on sale September 1. Call 305-274-4940 or visit http://www.festivalmiami.com/

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Chorale to have new master this season

When the Master Chorale of South Florida opens its fifth season this fall, it will also mark a new chapter in the organization’s history. The baton has been passed to Joshua Habermann (left), who takes over as artistic director from Chorale founder Jo-Michael Scheibe. Ironically, the two men have swapped states, with Scheibe departing to his new post at the University of Southern California and Habermann coming to Florida after 12 years as assistant conductor of the San Francisco Symphony Chorus and as director of choral activities at San Francisco State University. To make the succession even more symmetrical, Habermann has also assumed Scheibe’s former post as director of choral studies at the University of Miami.

Habermann will open the Master Chorale’s season by leading the chorus and Boca Raton Symphonia in Mendelssohn’s heaven-storming oratorio, Elijah, November 14-16 at venues in Pompano Beach, Miami and Boca Raton. The Chorale will join forces with the Empire Brass for a program of holiday music Dec. 12-14, and close its season with American Tapestry, a program of homegrown choral music April 24-26. In addition to its three subscription programs, the Master Chorale will be the guest choir when Itzhak Perlman leads the Russian National Orchestra in Beethoven’s Symphony No. 9 at Festival of the Arts BOCA on March 15.

Tickets for the Master Chorale’s concerts are $30, $35 at the door. Call 954-418-6232 or visit http://www.masterchoraleofsouthflorida.org/.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

A big box for an exquisite vox


by Sebastian Spreng

Remember Caballé? Remember the LP? If you don’t, now is the time to refresh your memory The lady is celebrating her 75th birthday and Sony/BMG has released a 15-CD box, The Original Jacket Collection, with a selection of her best recordings, packaged in vintage LP covers. Even with some discs offering just 40 minutes of music, at an affordable $89.98, these recordings, made between 1964 and 1972, show the Spanish diva at her absolute peak.

Montserrat Caballé's sensational overnight success in 1965, replacing an indisposed Marilyn Horne in Donizetti's Lucrezia Borgia at Carnegie Hall, is the stuff of legend. From then on her career was "B.C." and "A.C." Before Carnegie Hall, she was a well appreciated “all-terrain soprano” singing primarily in Bremen, Basel and Barcelona, her hometown. The day after Carnegie, the New York Times quoted “Callas + Tebaldi = Caballé.” The equation was prophetic. Callas gave her final stage performances that year and Caballé boldly proclaimed, “The last ten years were hers, the next ten years will be mine.”

Peter Ustinov used to say that Luciano Pavarotti was “the man who swallowed a Stradivarius,” and the same could be said of Caballé. Her cello-like voice was a marvel, the gleaming high notes, the superlative musical instincts, the amazing breath control and, especially, the exquisite pianissimos that made her a treasure of a now-bygone era. As an actress and dramatic interpreter, she fared less well, but she was always honest and tasteful.

However, her unique instrument posed some disadvantages. She was often criticized for producing only gorgeous sounds and, after hours of listening, even Caballé can be too much of a good thing. She was also accused of not delving deeply into character and recording excessively. But those were the golden days when a prima donna could afford the luxury of recording everything she wanted to--- maybe with that one-of-a-kind instrument it was too much for record producers to resist.

The box includes eight recitals and two complete operas: Bellini´s Norma and Strauss’s Salome. The lack of the complete RCA Lucrezia Borgia with Alfredo Kraus and Shirley Verrett, the Eduardo Toldrá recital from 1963 (her first LP) and the Art of Montserrat Caballé under Gianfranco Masini from 1974 are drawbacks of this edition, even more than her Traviata that could also have been part of the package.

The first CD - Presenting Montserrat Caballe – remains the most impressive. While the plain cover shows a black-and-white sketch of the soprano trying to resemble Callas, inside is an individual model of bel canto vocalism with the trademarks that made her justly famous. Highlights include a magnificent Casta Diva, as well as the long scene of Bellini´s Il Pirata, Donizetti´s Maria di Rohan and two Carnegie Hall show-stoppers from Lucrezia Borgia and Roberto Devereux.

During the sixties and seventies in America, Norma and Queen Elizabeth were roles mainly associated with Sills and Sutherland respectively; in continental Europe, Caballé was the preeminent choice. With more than one hundred roles in her repertoire, her excursions into bel canto are her real forte. At that time, the fearless glottal attacks and seamless pianissimos were not, as in later years, an excuse to hide declining powers.

The three “rarities” CDs are virtuoso gems. Verdi, Donizetti and the Rossini discs demonstrate – before Bartoli and company – supreme vocal mastery. Rossini´s Willow Song and Ave Maria from Otello are flawless, as is the fiendish D’amore al dolce impero from Armida. The late bel canto, early Verdi and rare Donizetti selections are excellent choices too.

Curiously, the two CDs dedicated to zarzuela arias and duets with her husband, tenor Bernabé Martí, feel too elegant and over- sophisticated, missing the more earthy, genuine touch of Teresa Berganza or Victoria de los Angeles. A similar shortcoming appears in the Granados song recital, which still has its enthralling moments.

Great Operatic Duets lives up to its title from beginning to end. The partnership with Shirley Verrett proved ideal and the two voices complement each other immaculately. Verrett’s feline Amneris, Adalgisa, Jane Seymour, Tancredi, Laura and Suzuki match perfectly with the tonal opulence of Caballé. Most successful in the Great Operatic Heroines disc are the Desdemona scene and Anna Bolena´s Al dolce guidami, which takes the breath away. Less exciting is a mannered Depuis le jour from Charpentier’s Louise, Amelia from Un ballo in maschera and a very slow Tosca that sacrifices drama and dynamics.

Richard Strauss was Caballe’s favorite composer, and she sang Arabella the Marschallin, Ariadne and Salome many times. Her complete recording of the Judean princess is a welcome addition and the voice rings like a bell, effectively achieving the Strauss ideal of an ”Isolde of sixteen years”. She is no competition for big dramatics like Nilsson or Rysanek, but hers is a sincere performance well worth having. The supporting cast is first-rate including Sherrill Milnes in his prime, Regina Resnik, Richard Lewis and James King under Erich Leinsdorf. The Strauss lieder recital is done with remarkable taste and is a work of love, though in the end Caballe isn't completely in her element.

Joined with the powerhouse Adalgisa of Fiorenza Cossotto, her commercial recording of Norma is remarkable with both of the duets a match made in heaven. Her Casta Diva doesn´t equal the live performance in the Theater of Orange-- a performance for the ages now on DVD-- but lives up to her reputation. The young Domingo and Raimondi are Pollione and Oroveso. Carlo Felix Cillario is the workmanlike conductor. Not a replacement for Callas but definitely one of the two or three best versions.

Caballé remains one of the singing wonders of the last century and this indispensable collection by the greatest Spanish soprano since Victoria de los Angeles is a must for all collectors.

Born in Santa Fe, Argentina, Sebastian Spreng is a visual artist and music reviewer for newspapers and classical magazines, who has resided in Miami since 1987. Music is often present in his work and many of his exhibits have been based on musical series, including Liederkreis I & II, Sinfonietta, Impromptus, Chamber Music, and Reverberations. www.sebastianspreng.net.

Montserrat Caballé as Norma performing Casta Diva (Orange, 1974). http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIQQv39dcNE

Perlman and Boca together again

If you love Itzhak Perlman, you’ll definitely like the 2009 installment of the Boca Festival of the Arts, which will fete the celebrated violinist in honor of his 50th year of performances in the U.S.

The musical component of the ten-day festival will feature Perlman as soloist, conductor and chamber musician in an array of familiar repertoire. On March 7, Perlman will perform Beethoven’s Violin Concerto with the Russian National Orchestra led by Mikhail Pletnev. He will present a chamber music evening with his Perlman Music Program March 8, followed by a concert of klezmer music March 12. For a grand finale, Perlman will conduct the Russian National Orchestra and Master Chorale of South Florida in Beethoven’s Symphony No. 9 to close the festival March 15.

In other events, Pletnev will conduct the RNO in an all-Beethoven program March 10 featuring the mighty Fifth Symphony, with Jeremy Denk as soloist in the Piano Concerto No. 5. And on March 13 conductor Alondra de la Parra leads the Russian musicians in an evening of Latin-American music. Other artists and programming details are yet to be announced. All performances are at the Centre for the Arts at Mizner Park in Boca Raton. Call 866-571-2787 or visit http://www.festivaloftheartsboca.org/.


Sunday, August 24, 2008

Miami Lyric Opera closes season in style

Vocal programs of isolated opera arias are often the musical equivalent of a chicken salad lunch---it sates the appetite, there's nothing heavy, and usually no surprises.

What looked on paper like a chicken-salad aria event by Miami Lyric Opera offered a strong evening of vocalism that rose to surprising heights Saturday night at the Colony Theater, closing the fourth season of Raffaele Cardone's fledgling company on an up note.

Saturday's program offered a more unified lineup than usual, leading off with extended scenes from Don Pasquale and Manon. With the safety-first conservative repertoire served up by the two large regional opera companies, Massenet is encountered locally about as often as Wozzeck.

So it was doubly pleasurable to hear the generous selection of Manon excerpts, which also provided several of the evening's high points. Massenet's tale of the wealth-loving woman of leisure who leads herself and the Count des Grieux to a tragic end is chock full of some of Massenet's finest music, remarkable in its range and variety.

The title role received spectacular advocacy from Susana Diaz as Manon. Glammed up in blond hair and slinky evening gown, it's hard to believe this was the same singer who was so convincing as a virginal, innocent Gilda a year ago in Rigoletto. At times, one wanted a smoother legato and more body in the middle voice, particularly with Je suis encore. But Diaz showed herself more than capable of taking on the demanding role, displaying blazing top notes and impressive agility in a glorious account of Manon's Gavotte, and plumbing emotional depth in a concentrated Adieu, notre petite table.

Jorge Pita was an equally worthy des Griux, bringing yearning ardor to Il Reve and dramatic power to Ah! fuyez. So compelling and well sung was the ensuing scene by both artists, that it was a bit disappointing not to hear the rest of the opera. Cardone provided a teaser that the company may present a complete Manon next season. We live in hope.

Lighter fare was encountered with the opening excerpts from Donizetti's Don Pasquale. Beverly Coulter was a lively presence as Norina, conveying the charm of the mercurial schemer and showing impressive technical gleam in Quel guardo and comic interplay in the duet with Daniel Snodgrass's Malatesta. Coulter's ringing top notes were also heard to fine effect in the Lucia sextet and music from Bellini's La Sonnambula, with lovely tone and coloratura dazzle in Amina's showpiece Ah! non giunge.

David Pereira possesses a refined if slender lyric tenor. Though sensitively floated, Faust's Salut demeure requires more weight and a firmer attack, but Pereira's elegant voice was well suited to Ernesto's arias from Pasquale.

Diego Baner wielded his imposing bass with finesse and keen dramatic point in arias from Don Carlo and Simon Boccanegra. Baritone Snodgrass demonstrated idiomatic Italianate legato and showed versatility with the buffo bel canto as well as a fine account of Albert's aria from Werther. Mezzo-soprano Lissette Jimenez displayed her rich tone and admirable technique in arias from La Favorita and Cavalleria Rusticana.

Over a long program, pianist Paul Schwartz was an exemplary partner, alertly supporting the singers and providing faultless accompaniment. The only blot on the evening was the audible amped-up bass from Segafredo Café next door, which provided an unwonted backbeat to Massenet and Donizetti.

Miami Lyric Opera will open its 2009 season on March 26 with Bellini's I Puritani. Also to be heard next year are Bizet's Carmen, Emilio Arrieta's Marina and a double bill of Mascagni's Cavalleria Rusticana and Puccini's Suor Angelica. Visit http://www.miamilyricopera.org/.

Video: Susana Diaz as Gilda singing Caro nome in Miami Lyric Opera's Rigoletto, 2007. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_qaQ-k_-0A

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Late summer arias on Lincoln Road

South Florida’s opera season is months away, but Miami Lyric Opera will offer a summer sampler this weekend with a showcase of popular arias. The concert features several local singers who have performed in MLO productions including Beverly Coulter, Susana Diaz, Lissette Jimenez, Jorge Pita, and Diego Baner, in music of Verdi, Mascagni, Massenet, Gounod, and Donizetti.

Concert time is 8 p.m. Saturday at the Colony Theater, 1040 Lincoln Road, Miami Beach. $30, $25 for students with I.D. http://www.miamilyricopera.org/; 305-674-1040.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

A box of Heifetz

I waited so long to write about the Jascha Heifetz Sony Original Jacket Collection ($79.98 at Amazon) that the label has since released three more sets of Eugene Ormandy, Montserrat Caballe, and another Leonard Bernstein box, which will be reviewed soon. In the meantime, here’s a brief take on the Heifetz set.

Aficionados will know these recordings intimately but younger collectors will want to snap up this box before it disappears. These extraordinary violin performances remain touchstones and have never sounded better than in these newly remastered versions. This limited edition 10-CD box concentrates largely on Heifetz’s concerto recordings and most of the essentials are here: magisterial Brahms and Tchaikovsky with Fritz Reiner and the Chicago Symphony, Beethoven and Mendelssohn with Charles Munch and the Boston Symphony, and the stunning recording of the Korngold concerto, a work which, though not written for him, seems eminently suited to Heifetz’s bright, diamond-like timbre.

Interpretively, the legendary violinist could be cool to the point of icy---as with his speed race through the slow movement of the Sibelius concerto. But at his best, Heifetz’s sinew and sweetness, vibrant tone, and astonishing technical security remain unequaled. Heiftez shined best, I feel, in his native Russian repertoire---Prokofiev’s irony and sharp angles suit him particularly well. My guilty pleasure of the set is the Glazunov concerto, which while not quite a masterpiece, is melodic, delightful and exhilarating (a brief bowing slip in the finale shows that even Heifetz was human). Also included are the complete Bach solo sonatas and partitas and the 1972 Los Angeles recital with Brooks Smith.

Columbia Masterworks vintage cover art was not exactly gallery material but the series’ exacting miniature reproductions of its albums are captivating and the box offer a shelf-saving way to nab some essential Heifetz.

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Monday, August 18, 2008

Requiescat in pace


Jack Zink, longtime theater critic and cultural affairs writer for the South Florida Sun-Sentinel, died today at 10:30 a.m. at his home, with his wife Cynthia by his side. And the world is now a colder and less gracious place.

Jack handled the lung cancer, which was diagnosed last fall and took his life Monday morning at age 61, with the same resolve, optimism, and stoic Midwestern lack of fuss, with which he approached a difficult review, intractable interview subject or complex research into an arts organization’s tax records.

When Jack began covering the arts in South Florida in 1969, Richard Nixon was the new president, Apollo XI made the first manned landing on the moon, the Woodstock Music Festival attracted 400,000 people, and Midnight Cowboy was playing in the nation's movie theaters.

In the intervening four decades, Jack logged time at all three of the region’s major papers, the Palm Beach Post, Miami Herald and, South Florida Sun-Sentinel, as well as handling chores as Florida correspondent for Variety for two decades.

“He was driven and completely committed to everything he did,” said publicist Charlie Cinnamon who enjoyed a close working relationship dating from Jack’s earliest days in Florida. “From the beginning of his career, he was an extraordinary gentleman and as gentle as they come."

"I felt that Jack was a pillar of the community,’ said producer Jay Harris. “He was selfless and put the entertainment of South Florida ahead of his own well being.” Harris was particularly impressed with Jack’s tireless dedication and the long hours he put in as founder and guiding light of the Carbonell Awards, the regional arts honors the stature of which Jack's efforts played a large part in achieving.

“He volunteered with his time in many, many things. He was so dedicated to the entertainment industry," said Harris. "He was an icon in his own way. He leaves a legacy that will be a very hard act to follow.”

Like all good critics, Jack was an enthusiast, and never tired of the daily beat coverage. At his retirement party last month, outgoing Sun-Sentinel arts and entertainment editor Robin Berkowitz noted how Jack would review the umpteenth local production of Fiddler on the Roof with the same zeal and seriousness as if he were hearing it for the first time.

At busy peak season, when critics a decade and a half younger than him had turned to glassy-eyed zombies, Jack would be in the office most of the day, writing, conducting interviews, and editing, before dashing off to yet another performance without missing a beat or a word of complaint.

“On matters of arts and entertainment in South Florida, Jack was authoritative in a way that may be disappearing,” writes Sean Piccoli, Sun-Sentinel pop music critic in an email reminiscence. “The trend nowadays is to offload our actual memory of people, places and events to Web sites like Google and Wikipedia. Not Jack. Tech-savvy as he was, he insisted on carrying his institutional knowledge inside of his head. Jack wrote with a very full awareness of the region's cultural life, and its development over the decades that he lived and worked here, and I was always awed by the extent of his knowledge."

Sean also points out that the collision of volatile, passionate personalities in any newsroom's arts and entertainment department needed the unruffled center of gravity that Jack’s presence provided.

“Jack went about his work with exemplary patience and calm,” writes Sean. “A noisy newsroom is a wonderful thing, but there has to be someone in that setting to balance out the cacophony. In our corner of the Sun Sentinel, Jack was that guy--- rational, gentle and quietly amused at the hysterics occasionally exhibited by some of his colleagues.”

Jack’s energy never seemed to flag, whether keeping a daunting pace of theater coverage, the vast amount of time he devoted to the Carbonells, or the hundreds of hours freely volunteered to his condo board and church. For all his hectic scheduling, he somehow managed to maintain a surgically neat desktop compared to the mass of papers, press releases, CDs and coffee-stained effluvia of the ink-stained wretches around him.

John Charles Zink was born March 7, 1947 in Lorain, Ohio, a steel and ship-building enclave on Lake Erie west of Cleveland, the oldest of six children. Jack graduated from St. Mary High School, where he was active in the drama club, debate teams, intramural basketball, and started at tight end in varsity football.

Jack began his journalism career as an intern at The Elyria Chronicle-Telegram in 1968, where among his varied roles was covering the inaugural season of the Blossom Music Center and the Cleveland Orchestra’s summer concert series. He attended the University of Dayton before transferring to Ohio State University’s journalism program. Following graduation from OSU in 1969, Jack took the first of his journalism jobs in Florida where he was editor of the Miami Herald’s Lively Arts in Broward County. Two years later he moved to the Fort Lauderdale News as entertainment editor for nearly a decade (1971-80) and then to a two-year stint (1983-1985) in the same position for the Palm Beach Post & Evening Times.

At this time, South Florida entertainment was evolving from a refuge of creaky vaudeville and supper clubs to a growing pop, theater and classical music scene. Among those he met and profiled were Janis Joplin, Dustin Hoffman and Luciano Pavarotti.

In 1987, Jack returned to the role of theater critic at the Sun-Sentinel, where he also took on the new role of cultural affairs reporter/commentator, where his accumulated knowledge and experience of the region’s arts scene would prove invaluable.

Over his long career Jack covered virtually everything that could be considered entertainment—as well as some things that barely qualified: theater news and reviews, film, television, books, classical music, opera, dance, nightclubs and popular music. He received the Sun-Sentinel's highest award, the Fred Pettijohn Award, as well as the George Abbott Award for Outstanding Achievement in the Arts, voted by members of the arts and entertainment industry. He was Florida correspondent for Varity and Daily Variety from 1977 to 1995. When I left the Sun-Sentinel in the fall of 2006 he eagerly took upon his already teeming plate, the classical music beat, gracefully handling reviews of Palm Beach Opera and Florida Grand Opera and coordinating an ambitious schedule of freelance coverage.

While he was best known as theater critic and prolific reviewer, Jack was proud of his reporting and investigative work. A series of reports and columns about management at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts prompted the Florida State Legislature to overhaul the center’s management in the early 1990s. Later, his reporting on the Florida Entertainment Commission proved instrumental in the Legislature’s decision to dissolve that agency. But it is his work as founder, executive director and guiding light of the nationally recognized Carbonell Awards, South Florida’s regional arts honors, which may be his greatest professional legacy.

As with all critics, Jack had his share of memorable stories When a translator failed to show up, he had a friendly but worthless interview with a young unknown Italian tenor who was about to make his American debut in Miami yet could not speak a word of English---Pavarotti. He interviewed Kirk Douglas while the actor un-self-consciously sunned nude on his hotel balcony. And, once after a negative review, an enraged Robert Goulet called the newsroom and told Jack he was coming over to “punch your lights out.”

A young hot-headed actor went further than threats over the phone. Following a tepid review of a new street theater company, the furious actor went to the Sun-Sentinel newsroom to confront Jack. (These were pre-security days when anyone could simply walk into a city newsroom.) Unaware that the theater critic had just left to get a sandwich around the corner, the outraged actor demanded to see Jack and, when told he wasn’t there, erupted and attacked the metro editor on duty. The police were called, and Jack returned to the office, bewildered at seeing the now-contrite thespian being hauled away in cuffs, crying, “Jack, I didn’t mean it!”

Accomplished and prolific as his theater writing was, Jack’s occasional article off the theater beat produced some terrific work. His essays for the Sun-Sentinel’s Travel section on his trip to Egypt and, especially, a summer vacation visiting Civil War battlefields with Cynthia---Jack was a lifelong Civil War buff-----were gems of observant reporting and evocative writing.

But it was Jack's kindness, good humor and unfailing personal and professional generosity that will remain in the memory of his colleagues. He was a sounding board and source of advice for younger reporters dealing with the inevitable office conflicts and battles with editors. And in the media/entertainment milieu in transient South Florida---where duplicity, mendacity, and getting ahead at any cost are often the normal state of things---Jack's honesty, integrity, and fundamental decency remain touchstones now and always.

Jack is survived by his wife Cynthia, and daughters Derika Jeanne Zink and Susan Fuguet, from a previous marriage to Susan Haskell-Hall who died in 1983. He was also a loving stepfather to Cynthia’s son Vincent and daughter Mary.

A private funeral service for family and close friends will be held Saturday morning. A public memorial tribute will take place 3 p.m. Monday at the Parker Playhouse, 707 NE 8th St., Fort Lauderdale. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to St. Ambrose Episcopalian Church, 2250 SW 31st Ave., Fort Lauderdale, FL 33312 or to The Carbonell Awards, Inc. at P.O. Box 14211, Fort Lauderdale, FL 33302-4211.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

The desert song

Notes from a week of opera in Santa Fe:

  • For opera fans who have yet to make the trip, a sojourn to New Mexico for Santa Fe Opera’s festival is a must-do before you die. The repertoire is varied, and casting and performance quality consistently high. Not to mention the spectacular venue with open side and back views that showcase the desert sky during performances.


  • For South Florida residents, it offers a week of escape from the godless summer heat and humidity. The weather is balmy and pleasant with a cooling breeze---thunderstorms and flash flooding apart one day I was there. Add fine restaurants, intriguing art galleries, reasonable hotel rates and tickets that start at $26 and it’s a cultural pilgrimage that won’t break the bank.


  • Having grown accustomed to the sullen monosyllabic rudeness of South Florida, it was striking to encounter the Santa Fe locals in restaurants, hotels and stores who are open, friendly and speak in complete, intelligible sentences. A Miami friend, who noted the same social contrast, said, “I may move here permanently.”


  • In addition to the opera, the city also offers an ambitious and venturesome summer chamber music festival. Under artistic director Marc Neikrug, the Santa Fe Chamber Music Festival presents several events over a five-week span. I caught a terrific program by the trio Real Quiet, that included Elliott Carter’s Cello Sonata; an intriguing work, Real Loud, written for the trio by young composer Huang Ruo; and the premiere of Serenatas by Kaija Saariaho.
    The tall flame-haired Finnish composer was a prominent presence this summer due to the American premiere of Saariaho’s second opera, Adriana Mater. I had issues with the opera’s libretto and static quality, yet, as with her music for Adriana, Serenatas is consistently rewarding. Cast in five movements that can be played in any sequence, the music explores the full range and limits of the instruments but with an elegant, searching cool Nordic lyricism, suffused with a longing melancholy and extremely subtle dynamics and colors. Cellist Felix Fan, pianist Andrew Russo and percussionist David Cassin gave Serenatas sterling advocacy with playing of laser-like concentration.
    The 37th season of Santa Fe Chamber Music Festival in 2009 will run from July 19-August 24 and offer premieres of commissioned works by George Tsontakis, Gunther Schuller, and Mark Anthony Turnage. http://www.santafechambermusic.com/; 505-982-1890.

  • The production of Verdi’s Falstaff had a quiet debut by a young man from a prominent Santa Fe couple. The silent role of Robin the page was charmingly played by Trevor Wilson, son of Joseph Wilson and Valerie Plame of CIA/Robert Novak fame.


  • Santa Fe Opera’s 2009 season will offer Verdi’s La Traviata, Mozart’s Don Giovanni, Donizetti’s L’elisir d’amore, Gluck’s Alceste and the world premiere of Paul Moravec’s The Letter. Tickets are $26-$170. http://www.santafeopera.org/; 800-280-4654.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Violence without, family secrets within---and endless debate about both



SANTA FE: The milieu of Kaija Saariaho’s Adriana Mater is at once distant and uncomfortably familiar: a bleak, nocturnal landscape inhabited by rifle-carrying terrorists and hooded hostages, marked by patrols and rumors of war, where fear and uncertainty rule, and a greater danger exists from allies than from the unseen enemy.

Saariaho's second opera, unveiled at the Opera National de Paris in 2006, is having its American premiere this summer at Santa Fe Opera, where the Finnish composer's critically acclaimed L'Amour de loin was heard in 2002.

Adriana Mater takes place in a contemporary setting that suggests the Balkans or---in the bunker-like dwelling---the Middle East. With the outbreak of war imminent, Adriana is accosted by a drunken man, Tsargo, who reminds her that they once danced together a year ago. Following a mystical dream sequence, the loutish Tsargo returns as a soldier and, when Adriana harshly rebuffs him, he breaks down her door and rapes her.

Seventeen years later, Adriana's son, Yonas, learns the truth about his conception, and, enraged at his mother for not disclosing the rape, vows to murder his father in revenge. Yonas seeks and finds Tsargo and at the moment he is going to shoot him, discovers the criminal is blind, and cannot pull the trigger. Yonas asks Adriana to forgive his weakness. She replies that she was fearful that Yonas would grow up to be evil like his father but now knows that he is from her blood and not a monster, "We are not avenged " she tells Yonus at the curtain. “We are saved.”

Hardly a light-hearted romp, this. Saariaho and librettist Amin Maalouf, a Lebanese journalist-turned-novelist, deserve credit for tackling such a downbeat personal tale with its ripped-from-the-headlines immediacy of today's dangerous world.

Santa Fe Opera’s production of Adriana Mater, seen Friday evening, has much going for it: a first-rate cast and conductor, otherworldly scenic design by George Tsypin and intelligent, surprisingly unobtrusive direction by Peter Sellars. Yet even with Saariaho’s compelling music, Adriana Mater is a static, unsuccessful work, the attempt to merge the real and dreamlike resulting in a talky, often pretentious opera, with an interminable climactic scene between Adriana and Yonas that seemed longer than Parsifal.

The good news is the music. Saariaho is one of the most original and distinctive composers working today and her restless, shimmering constantly morphing score sounds like no one else’s The vocal lines are lyrical yet often fragmented, part of an undulating musical tapestry. Saariaho's usual elements are there---the luminous scoring, instrumental slides, crystalline high percussion--- but with a new toughness and visceral power, as with the violent chords for orchestra and chorus that accompany the offstage rape of Adriana. This is intensely difficult, highly detailed music of wide dynamic contrasts yet was put across with both refinement and tremendous power by conductor Ernest Martinez Izquierdo and the Santa Fe Opera Orchestra.

The main problem with Adriana Mater is that, apart from the confrontation between Yonas and Tsargo----for two and one-half hours there is endless conversation between the four characters and little stage action to hold one’s interest even with Tsypin's beautiful, glowing geometric set. Maalouf’s French libretto relies on repetitive talk that veers between the baldly didactic and stilted, would-be-poetic imagery (“I unveil my skin that I gather in an ancient garden” or “You are the death of death.”) I realize bad writing always sounds better in French, but still . . .

As Adriana, Monica Groop delivers a tour-de-force performance, with equally strong singing by Joseph Kaiser as Yonas, Matthew Best as Tsargo and Pie Freund as Adriana’s sister, Refka. Apart from the corny, patented gesture of all four characters raising their hands in supplication, Sellars’ direction was understated and effective.

Even with Maalouf’s self-conscious libretto and the oratorio-like stiffness, Saariaho’s majestic score makes Adriana Mater worth salvaging in a more concise, revised form. Eliminate the character of Refka, cut 45 minutes to an hour of the metaphysical debate society, and a short two acts or even 90-minute one-act Adriana would more effectively sound its important themes without the audience squirming in their seats. Saariaho’s music deserves better.

The final performance of Adriana Mater is August 12. Tickets are $25-$180. www.santafeopera.org.
[Pictured Monica Groop as Adriana in Adriana Mater. Photo by Ken Howard for Santa Fe Opera.]

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Bizarro Handel plot mended by stylish staging, glorious singing


SANTA FE: Even by the bewildering standard of Handel's opera narratives, the plot of Radamisto is, well, Baroque.

Tiridate, king of Armenia, is in love with Zenobia, the wife of Radamisto, his brother-in-law and enemy, and son of Farsamane, king of Thrace, whom Tiridate holds captive. Meanwhile Tiridate's faithful wife Polissena is in agony over her husband's harsh cruelty and inconstancy, and being courted by his general Tigrane who is secretly rebellious about Tiridate's waging of war to achieve his adulterous ends.

Never mind. Preposterous as the storyline is, Radamisto offers 150 minutes of quite wonderful music, with several arias as indelible as those found in some of Handel’s better known stage works.

Radamisto helped to cement Handel's reputation as an opera composer and was an instant success at its 1720 premiere. He later substantially revised the opera for a revival the following year and this tighter version is largely the text used for this Santa Fe Opera production.

Even with the bizarro plot, stilted action, and implausible motivations, with an exceptional cast led by the reigning countertenor of our day, David Daniels, the stylish, visually striking staging---a coproduction with English National Opera---serves as an object lesson in how to present a seemingly intractable Handel opera.

David Alden’s outré conceptual conceits can undermine the works he directs as much as enhance them. But his approach to Baroque opera, particularly, provides a model of how to make operas like Radamisto work for modern audiences.

Designer Gideon Davey served up a mix of attractive Middle European/Mediterranean costumes and an elegant scenic Minimalism, with curved panel walls, particularly the final tableau with a massive dragon head and tail. Alden treated the music and libretto with complete fidelity---no cheap colloquial surtitles here---while investing the acting with a hip, quirky wry postmodern irony. Polissena and Zenobia make entrances by being unrolled from carpets, Polissena’s repeated suicide threats are parodied, and while outwardly faithful to the plot, there are enough sly winks that we really shouldn’t be taking this very seriously.

But primarily the production serves as a star vehicle for David Daniels. What can one say about this singer that hasn’t been said? The voice has remarkable tonal beauty and agility, and his way of shading and floating a phrase, as with his tender Caro sposa, and a sensitively spacious Qual nave smarrita is the stuff of great artistry, and Daniels' flashy coloratura arias are dispatched with little apparent effort.

Even more than with his charming Figaro, Luca Pisaroni commanded the stage as Tiridate. With his imposing presence, and twitchy, angular movements, the Italian bass-baritone clearly relished Tiridate’s silent-movie villainy, playing the unhinged character with just enough exaggeration while avoiding complete parody. For such a huge voice, Pisaroni wielded it with the greates finesse, getting around the fast tempos and technical hurdles with remarkable agility and even tone.

As well as displaying great abs, Deborah Domanski showed a burnished flexible mezzo as Zenobia, handling the brilliant passages as well as the legato with equal panache. As Tigrane Heidi Stober overacame her fat-suit Grocuho Marx getup, singing with poise and refinement in her two arias.

The character of Polissena was treated more satirically than was probably wise or necessary. While Laura Claycomb sang with precision and brilliance early on, the knockabout stage action with Pisaroni seemed to take its toll, for she sounded distinctly winded by the time she got to Barbaro, partiro. As Farsamane, Kevin Murphy’s vocal opportunities were few, but the young bass-baritone showed an admirable voice and got into the wacky spirit of the proceedings.

Harry Bicket, the go-to maestro for several leading opera houses, provided first rate musical direction adhering to Baroque period manners while providng expressive space for his singers. The orchestra responded with superbly energized playing with some spectacular trumpet work in the majestic passages.

Radamisto will be performed August 15 and 20. Tickets are $25-$180. http://www.santafeopera.org/.

[Pictured: David Daniels as Radamisto, kneeling, and Luca Pisaroni as Tiridate. Photo by Ken Howard for Santa Fe Opera.]

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Good vs. evil on the high seas, set to music by Britten


SANTA FE. While Peter Grimes was an instant success, Benjamin Britten’s second-most-performed opera, Billy Budd, took a while to secure its place in the repertoire. Even a forward-looking company like Santa Fe Opera waited decades for a first production, though the powerful, compelling staging presented Wednesday evening made up for its belated festival debut.

It’s easy to see the appeal of Herman Melville’s short novel for Britten, since the tale of the innocent young sailor Billy Budd is replete with the English composer’s favored themes: loss of innocence, the conflict between duty and what is just, the thin line between male camaraderie and intimacy, and the destruction of goodness by calculating evil.

Robert Innes Hopkins’ set for the HMS Indomitable is a narrow ship’s bow---claustrophobic for the cramped morality within--- and a steeply raked deck that rises to reveal the sailors’ quarters underneath. Rick Fisher provides some astonishing lighting effects with the long shadows of Captain Vere and his lieutenants as they judge Billy’s fate, and in the final scene, where high above the elderly Vere is the silhouette of the hanging Billy forever haunting him.

Teddy Tahu Rhodes has the youthful demeanor and slender good looks for the “beauty” Billy, the pure-hearted able seaman who charms the crew and whose nervous stutter when unjustly accused of mutiny leads to his tragedy. The New Zealand baritone possesses an easy stage presence and the athleticism for the role, displayed in his rapid scamper up the high rigging.

In this role debut, Rhodes is an admirable Billy yet his performance seems to be finding its sea legs. Rhodes’ warm, focused baritone was best in the forthright moments: his buoyant cheer in Act 1, the lively sea shanty, and the confrontation with the villainous Claggart, where he managed to make Billy’s stammer credible yet still musical.

What was lacking were the epic dimensions and inevitable sense of Billy’s tragedy. The final scene was sensitively sung, yet that affecting soliloquy should break your heart; instead, you find yourself admiring the dark timbre of Rhodes’ voice rather than being moved by Billy’s impending execution. But it’s a worthy first outing of a difficult role for which Rhodes is clearly well suited and into which he will no doubt grow with future performances.

As the villainous Claggart, Peter Rose provides ample contrast to Rhodes’ Billy. Rose’s portly, tightly buttoned master-at-arms is a walking mountain of repression, as rotund and unprepossessing as Rhodes’ Billy is lean and hearty. Rose’s black bass-baritone almost seemed an aural manifestation of Claggart’s evil, and with finely calibrated singing, Rose starkly conveyed the master-at-arms’ self-loathing, jealousy and longing for Billy, and his determination to destroy him.

William Burden was an unusually youthful Captain Vere, but his vibrant tenor and dramatic insight contributed much to the success of the production. Burden’s “starry Vere’ is less reserved than most but still the dignified officer whose judgment of Billy impacts his life. Burden made Vere’s conflict emotionally wrenching as the authority figure who is aware of Billy’s innocence but unable to go against his code of duty.

It’s not often that people walk out of this opera buzzing about the role of the Novice, but Keith Jameson’s extraordinary performance as the weak, abused sailor was a high point of the evening. With his clear, penetrating tenor and nervous, fearful characterization of the flogged victim, Jameson’s performance was beautifully sung and dramatically riveting (also nicely enhanced by Britten’s imaginative scoring for mournful saxophone).

The rest of the large all-male cast was vocally strong and well-suited to their roles, particularly Thomas Hammons’ sympathetic old tar Dansker, Timothy Nolen as Flint, Richard Stilwell as Redburn, John Stephens as Ratcliffe, and John Duykers as the unwilling Red Whiskers.

Paul Curran’s direction was fluid and unobtrusive with the shipboard bustle and ensemble scenes exciting, aided by rousing choral work elicited by Susanne Sheston. There were two directorial miscalculations: making the sexual undertones into a jarring overtone with Billy at one point attempting to kiss Dansker seemed like gilding the homoerotic lily. And in the sea shanty, having the tough sailors morph into a rhythmic line of dancing chorus boys provoked unintentional Forbidden Broadway-like mirth.

After some rough-hewn Mozart the previous evening, the Santa Fe Opera Orchestra returned to their standard of lean, polished brilliance. Chief conductor-designate Edo de Waart led a concentrated, atmospheric account of Britten’s subtle, remarkable music that allowed all the briny color and scoring felicities to register naturally without exaggeration.

Billy Budd has two more performances, August 14 and 21. Tickets are $25-$180. 505-986-5900, 800-280-4654; www.santafeopera.org.

[Pictured: Peter Rose as Claggart and Teddy Tahu Rhodes as Billy Budd. Photo by Ken Howard for Santa Fe Opera.]


Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Memorable Mozart singing let down by subpar conducting


SANTA FE. Mozart’s Le nozze di Figaro is operatic titanium, an indestructible three hours of some of the finest music every put to paper, spiced by Lorenzo da Ponte’s witty, trenchant libretto on love, sex and the eternal folly of the human heart.

There were moments Tuesday night when the quality of singing and depth of characterization had one thinking this production was going to be the Figaro of a lifetime. And while the end result proved an enjoyable performance, the musical direction was not on the same level, with scrappy playing and a brusque, superficial view of the score that often undermined the artistry on stage.

Santa Fe Opera’s production of Mozart’s comedy has a considerable amount going for it, namely a young group of principals blessed with good looks as well as fine voices. Designer Paul Brown supplies enough individual touches---most notably the bed of flowers that acts as visual leitmotiv—to enliven a traditional staging.

The good news is that the production showcases a trio of extraordinary young singers who appear born to play these roles. Isabel Leonard in particular virtually redefines the part of Cherubino for the 21st century. Tall with an apt androgynous beauty, the New York mezzo was genuinely funny in the comedy and wholly believable as a gangling adolescent page. Her refined vocalism was remarkable, with Voi che sapete so beautifully shaded it seemed entirely plausible that the countess could be momentarily smitten. Most strikingly, Leonard conveyed the melancholy at the heart of Cherubino’s amorous instincts subtly without exaggeration.

Mariusz Kwiecien is the most familiar name in the cast and, his tightly coiled intensity made him a Count to be reckoned with. The Polish baritone commanded the stage, his dark incisive tone and saturnine persona ideal for the suspicious hypocritical Count. Kwiecien’s Act 3 aria was delivered with flexibility and conviction, and his elegant presence had a lurking danger and explosive quality that made the threat of violence seem very real.

The towering, handsome Luca Pisaroni proved an ideal Figaro, the Italian bass-baritone’s weighty instrument, ease of production and idiomatic legato fitting the role of the wily servant like a well-tailored glove.

If not quite as striking as their costars, Elizabeth Watts made a spunky Susanna, her bright soprano contributing to a lovely Deh vieni non tardar. As the Countess, Susanna Phillips lacks regal bearing, though her attractive voice made for a sensitively sung Dove sono. The comic comprimario parts were well taken, though Gwynne Howell’s once-imposing bass is now barely up to the brief patter role of Bartolo.

The principal drag on the performance---which took the standard Act 4 cuts---was the metrical conducting and lack of detail and flexibility from conductor Robert Tweten in the pit. Taking over for one evening from Kenneth Montgomery, Tweten’s baton consistently sacrificed refinement and polish, evident in ill-blended textures, sour wind tuning, loopy horns and moments of miscoordination with the singers.
Mozart's Le nozze di Figaro runs through August 22. Tickets are $25-$180. 505-986-5900; 800-280-4654. http://www.santafeopera.org/
[Pictured: Isabel Leonard as Cherubino and Luca Pisaroni as Figaro. Photo by Ken Howard for Santa Fe Opera.]

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

A fat, drunken English knight in the New Mexico desert




SANTA FE. You drive the 58 dusty miles from Albuquerque to Santa Fe across a barren desert landscape ringed by mountains and spotted with sagebrush and Indian casinos. From Santa Fe, you head several miles northwest, exit the main highway and climb a narrow, winding two-lane road. Soon you reach your destination, the unlikeliest of locales for the country’s leading summer opera festival, where an open-air theatre affords spectacular views of the desert sunset while experiencing Mozart and Verdi.

Now in its 52nd season, Santa Fe Opera has managed to sustain artistic and commercial success for half a century, helmed by visionary leaders like John Crosby and Richard Gaddes. The company has earned a reputation for smart, informed casting of young singers and veterans, and a similarly well-judged mix of standard repertoire spiced by the contemporary. With Charles MacKay of the Opera Theatre of St. Louis coming aboard as new general director this fall and Edo de Waart recently named to the post of chief conductor starting in 2009, even in these perilous times for the arts, the festival’s long-term health seems assured.

Santa Fe Opera’s production of Verdi’s Falstaff opened July 29 to grumbles from local mavens, but Monday night’s repeat provided little room to cavil, with a spirited, witty and superbly sung performance.

Did any octogenarian ever bid farewell to his art with a more youthful and effervescent work than Verdi did with Falstaff? The composer’s commedia lirica of the misadventures of Shakespeare’s aged, corpulent, drink- and wench-loving Sir John is, as Toscanini put it, “quicksilver from beginning to end,” a light-footed scherzo as engaging and affectionate as Verdi’s dramas are bleak and unforgiving.

In a graceful traditional staging, scenic designer Allen Moyer provides a ramshackle clapboard Garter Inn with a jousting lance sticking jauntily out of the wall, dark-paneled domesticity for Ford’s house, and the usual arboreal moonlit milieu for Windsor Forest.

The title role is being shared by Laurent Naouri and Anthony Michaels-Moore who was on stage Monday night. The English baritone doesn’t possess the sonorous ballast of a true bass, reflecting the trend toward casting lighter voices in the role, with more well-rounded acting instincts for the well-rounded protagonist.

Michaels-Moore made a fine comic figure, vital and lovable, whether commiserating with his young page (a charming Trevor Wilson) or doing a little dance in anticipation of his liaison with Alice. Others have found more pathos in Act 3 after the rather cruel pranks played on him, but Michaels-Moore conveyed a strongly sung Falstaff with a lyrical touch, putting across the bluster yet avoiding buffoonery.

Similarly, as his nemesis Ford, Franco Pomponi negotiated the line between comedy and vocalism with an imposing, firmly focused baritone. The Windsor ladies were a spunky and for once, consistently sung band of conspirators, with Nancy Maultsby’s Mistress Quickly, Kelley O’Connor’s Meg Page and, especially, Claire Rutter’s Alice Ford.

Laura Giordano nearly stole the evening as Nannetta. With the grace of a ballet dancer, the Italian soprano personified the vivacious young girl in love, her silvery voice resplendent in Sul fil d'un soffio etesio. Her Fenton, tenor Norman Reinhardt, was an aptly charismatic partner.

Wilbur Pauley and Keith Jameson as Pistol and Bardolph proved suitably scruffy as Falstaff’s boisterous no-account companions. Director Kevin Newbury avoided longeurs and kept the complex stage action on track. Conductor Paolo Arrivabeni paced the score idiomatically, with fine clarity in the fugal choruses, capturing the elegance and mercurial momentum, as well as the elfin delicacy of the fairy music.

Falstaff runs through August 23. Tickets are $25-$180. 505-986-5900, 800-280-4654; www.santafeopera.org.

[Pictured: Claire Rutter as Alice Ford and Anthony Michaels-Moore as Falstaff. Photo by Ken Howard for Santa Fe Opera.]

Sunday, August 3, 2008

The Concert Association column you did not read in the Miami Herald

A bit of background: In June Dan Chang reported in the Miami Herald that the Concert Association of Florida has made an offer to the Adrienne Arsht Center for the Performing Arts proposing that the center take over the financially troubled presenting organization.

Feeling strongly that an essential part of a newspaper critic’s role is to provide analysis and spark debate on crucial developments on one’s beat, I wrote a column examining the issues raised by the offer. To make a long story short, the Herald declined to publish the column. Because there has been no change in the situation and I feel the issues are still germane and of great significance to the local music scene, I am posting that column today.


Last week the Miami Herald's Dan Chang reported that the Concert Association of Florida had made an overture to the Arsht Center for the Performing Arts to, in essence, take over the financially troubled organization.

The proposal from Concert Association board chairman Robert Hudson requests that the Arsht Center assume all responsibilities for accounting, marketing, ticketing, and production operations. It also calls for the Arsht Center to co-produce a number of events in which the center would assume all financial risk, while most of the revenues would flow to the Concert Association. Further, Hudson requests that the Arsht Center grant naming rights and other advantages to the Concert Association without the center sharing in the financial benefit.

Finally, three "key employees"---CEO Albert Milano, artistic director Rise Kern and development director Marcia Rabinowitz would keep their jobs while the rest of the staff would lose theirs.

Lawrence Wilker, interim chief executive of the Arsht Center, expressed sympathy for the Concert Association's plight and said he would be meeting with them soon to see if there is some way the center can help. But a more realistic response to Hudson's proposal would be, "What in the world are you guys smoking?"

It makes eminent sense for the Arsht Center to assume control of the floundering Concert Association. Before the downtown arts center existed, Miami needed a highly motivated dynamo like [founder and long-time president] Judy Drucker to present classical artists via a stand-alone entity. With the Concert Association's Miami events presented at the Arsht Center's Knight Concert Hall there's no longer any practical or economic reason to have a middleman.

But it makes absolutely zero sense for Wilker to accept Hudson's heavily slanted terms---not only for the obvious, woefully unbalanced costs/benefits breakdown ---but for institutionalizing a leadership whose record is incomplete at best, and on the artistic front, little short of disastrous.

No one is exaggerating the organization's problems with a lingering deficit variously estimated at from $2.4 to $3 million, an aging, shrinking subscriber base, and management at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts that seems disdainful of providing available dates to book classical events in Fort Lauderdale. Add the plunging economy and saving the Concert Association is an undeniably daunting task.

Hudson claims that the Concert Association has reduced its perennial long-term debt by $500,000 and that increased ticket sales and more than $3 million in contributions have helped the organization to end the 2007-2008 season in the black by $210,000. Yet even if the financial picture is as rosy as described, Milano's record on artistic matters is considerably less inspiring.

Next season looks decent on paper, but the majority of the major classical events---the New York Philharmonic, Budapest Festival Orchestra, and Kirov Orchestra---were booked by Drucker before her exit last summer. The initiatives and additional programming served up by Milano and Kern have shown a remarkable lack of knowledge of basic classical presentation as well as their audience's preferences---most prominently in the disastrous Florida Symphony project announced with great fanfare in January and then quickly dropped three months later. Anyone could anticipate that Broward Center subscribers would resent paying international-orchestra prices to hear a local freelance ensemble.

Miami is not lacking in presenters of pops, jazz and Latin music, not least the Arsht Center itself, and Milano's moves have shown a blithe indifference to the fact that classical programming has been the Concert Association's raison d'etre for forty years. By changing its orientation to include mixed programs of classical and pops, world music and jazz, the Concert Association isn't "broadening" its profile but diluting it. You don't build a larger audience for classical music by doing less classical music.

For four decades, under Drucker, the Concert Association of Florida never wavered in its mission of presenting world-class orchestras and classical artists (as well as dance). Concert Association subscribers---the foundation of the organization's audiences ---have said loud and clear that they don't want "crossover," local freelance orchestras, or watered-down pops concerts, as evidenced by the numbers of people either not renewing in Broward or renewing only for the five classical events.

With its precarious financial situation, shrinking subscriber base and management that seems anxious to let someone else take over all responsibilities---while they keep their salaries----it's entirely possible that the 2008-2009 season will be the final one for the Concert Association of Florida as an independent presenter of events. And it will most likely be the last season for the organization's series in Fort Lauderdale, where the Broward Center has shown indifference to providing dates for classical events for many years.

An Arsht Center takeover of the Concert Association could serve to shore up the organization financially as well as artistically. Potential conflicts with other resident groups and duplicative programming could be dealt with more easily and overall coordination more efficiently handled.

But it is crucial that the Arsht Center demonstrate a serious, lasting commitment to presenting quality classical repertoire unlike its sister venue in Fort Lauderdale. In addition to more innovative marketing that will stem the dwindling subscribe base, it's essential that a programming director with a wide and deep knowledge of classical repertoire and practical experience be hired, preferably with an arts center background.

A reconstituted Arsht Center/Concert Association partnership could continue the organization's historical tradition of bringing world-class orchestras and solo artists and even expanding it, possibly by inviting touring opera companies like the Kirov for multi-week residencies.

So, Larry Wilker's reply to Hudson should be, "Thank you very much for your proposal. We appreciate your difficulties and would very much like to help. But come back with a counteroffer more rooted in reality---one that gives us some financial benefits as well as risks, and the ability to choose our own personnel who will guarantee not just the financial security but the artistic integrity of the Concert Association of Florida. Then we'll talk."

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Chamber Festival closing on several high notes

By Alan Becker

The Palm Beach Chamber Music Festival is concluding its four-week series on a high note, as demonstrated by the terrific concert Friday night at the Helen K. Persson Recital Hall.

Debussy’s Premiere Rhapsody for clarinet and piano was originally written as a competition piece for the Paris Conservatoire, and subsequently orchestrated by the composer. Although the idiomatic writing was sensitively played by pianist Lisa Leonard, knowledge of the rich tapestry of orchestral colors tends to eclipse the composer’s first thoughts. It definitely held no terrors for clarinetist Michael Forte. His liquid tone melted beautifully into all the subtle crevices of the music in a performance that was one of the festival’s highlights.

Schubert’s Introduction and Variations on the song “Trockne Blumen” for flute and piano is based on one of the theme’s from his Die schone Mullerin cycle. Despite the maudlin title that translates as “faded flowers,” it is an upbeat set of extended variations that rarely strays from the melody. There is a substantial degree of virtuosity required of both players and the music received it in this performance. Once beyond the slow introduction, Karen Dixon’s flute playing moved from a slow, pulsating vibrato to find its way through one of Schubert’s most joyful late creations. Lisa Leonard continues to impress, as she has done throughout this series, by capturing just the right style, touch, and sound for everything she plays.

Jean-Paul Holstein’s Photogenies for bassoon and harp is a Frenchman’s tribute to the English photographer David Hamilton. Thankfully its five movements, sporting such titles as Abandon, Evasion, Invasion, are mercifully short. While the music might be described as abstract and conservative-contemporary, it’s one of those works that is probably more fun to perform than to listen to. The two instruments rarely play together since the composer treats them as a dialogue rather than a duo. Michael Ellert made the most of its bassoon intricacies, and Kay Kemper’s harp made some pleasant sounds. Holstein’s obscurity will not be reversed by this piece.

The String Quintet No. 2 by Brahms bears a late opus number, and was originally planned to be the composer’s swan song. Fortunately this was not to be so, and he went on to produce some of his greatest autumnal works. The music, particularly in the first two movements, is of great melodic beauty.

The ensemble’s playing was firmly thrust forward from the start, emphasizing the rich scoring in ravishing sonorities with the cello lending its deep tones without reticence. The slow movement gives the lion’s share of the work to the violas, the composer’s favorite instrument, and was played with just the burnished quality the music calls for. The Allegretto third movement serves as a somewhat pensive intermezzo before the Hungarian flavored finale. The quintet is among the least often heard of Brahms’s chamber music, and hearing it so well performed gave cause to anticipate the 18th installment of the Palm Beach Chamber Music Festival.

The program will be repeated 8 p.m. Saturday at Palm Beach Community College’s Eissey Campus Theatre, 3160 PGA Blvd., Palm Beach Gardens; and 2 p.m., Sunday at the Crest Theatre, 51 N. Swinton Ave., Delray Beach. Tickets are $21. Go to http://www.pbcmf.org/ or call 800-330-6874.

Alan Becker has reviewed concerts for the South Florida Sun-Sentinel and Miami Herald. He has also written feature articles and CD reviews for the American Record Guide, and holds degrees from the Manhattan School of Music and Syracuse University, with additional graduate studies at the University of Miami.

Friday, August 1, 2008

Cellist strikes a fire in Coral Gables

Gaps on the local classical music scene are so numerous, that one sometimes isn’t even aware of a specific absence until the void is filled. In eight years in South Florida, I can’t recall ever hearing a solo recital by a visiting cellist.

Kudos then to Mark Hart, artistic director of the Community Arts Program at Coral Gables Congregational Church, for breaking the violin and piano hegemony with the appearance of Mark Kosower Thursday evening. The extraordinary recital by the American cellist and pianist Jen-Won Oh served up one of the most outstanding concerts of the year, making the programming even more laudable.

Kosower, 31, earned several competition prizes in his youth and currently divides his time between solo appearances and weeks as co-principal cellist of the Bamberg Symphony Orchestra in Germany. With his wife and recital partner Oh, Kosower presented a generous, uncommonly venturesome program that serves as a model of what a recital program should be.

His mild-mannered persona and relaxed ease on stage belie a fiery musical personality. The cellist from Eau Claire, Wisconsin possesses a stellar technique and his laser-like articulation and whirlwind bravura were rivetin in showpieces by David Popper.

But even more than the fireworks, what most impressed was Kosower’s intelligence, elegance, beauty of tone, and a keenly focused musicianship that was put entirely at the service of the music. With Oh an equally strong musical personality, the performances had a unified communicative thrust and impassioned level of engagement.

Bach’s Viola da Gamba Sonata in G minor, BWV 1029 made an apt calling card for the duo, in a stylishly turned reading, with vigorous counterpoint and buoyant rhythms. In the Adagio, Kosower took a very spacious approach but sustained it well, the burnished tone and rich but calibrated vibrato conveying the music’s stoic strength

It took seven years for Francis Poulenc to complete his Cello Sonata for Pierre Fournier, unusual for a composer who rarely had difficulty getting things done. The opening Allegro’s mercurial mix of light hearted caprice and passing shadows is wholly characteristic, and Kosower and Oh had full measure of this music. In the somber melancholy of the ensuing Cavatine, Kosower and Oh played with the greatest delicacy, marking the contrast with their vivacious teamwork in the ensuing boulevardier joie de vivre of the final two movements.

For a composer as popular as Mendelssohn. his two cello sonatas are comparatively little known (at least to non-cellists). The Cello Sonata No. 2 is a delightful work, which received first-class advocacy. Equally demanding for both players, the outer movements have the youthful exuberance and headlong excitement of Mendelssohn’s piano concertos and the duo’s hair-trigger virtuosity was well suited to this vivacious music.

Their recent Naxos CDs of Ginastera and Hungarian music were represented with shorter works. As indicated by its title, Ginastera’s Pampeana No. 2 was inspired by the rolling plains of the Argentine Pampas in music that mixes edgy driving momentum, with a sense of solitude amid florid solo passages. Kosower provided such sterling advocacy one wondered why Ginastera’s music is so rarely performed.

The Hungarian disc was represented byPopper and Zoltan Kodaly’s introspective Adagio, the latter given a warmly eloquent rendering enhanced by the glorious low tones of Kosower’s instrument.

A celebrated cello virtuoso and composer of the late 19th century, Popper wrote several brilliant showpieces for his instrument including the Hungarian Rhapsody. Kosower fairly attacked the music with blinding speed and lightning articulation in a thrilling performance that sailing effortlessly through the landmine of complexities.

For an encore, Kosower and Oh offered another Popper dazzler, Spinning Song, the rollicking pyrotechnical flash rounding off a terrific evening of music.