Showing posts with label Mozart. Show all posts
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Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Mozart’s Last Aria by Matt Rees

Source of book: Recommended by and borrowed from my long-time stand partner, Donna Fraser

As Donna accurately promised, this book was a light, quick read; and took a few historical liberties while spinning a mostly plausible yarn about a Masonic conspiracy. It is also Chick-Lit, so potential male readers should be forewarned.

The subject of Mozart’s death has fascinated historians, musicians, and music lovers alike in the more than two hundred years since his death. Conspiracy theories have abounded, as his symptoms were ambiguous, and the state of medicine at the time primitive at best. The general modern consensus is that he died of Scarlet Fever, but it is possible that mercury poisoning from misguided medical treatment was a factor.

It has always been a popular conspiracy theory, however, that Mozart was poisoned. This book explores the most popular version of that theory, taking a few historical liberties along the way, but also drawing some reasonable conclusions from historical fact.

The heart of this theory is the historical fact that Mozart was a Mason, during an era in which the Masons were involved in often revolutionary – and dangerous – politics. The basic theory (plot spoiler warning) runs as follows: Mozart took a trip to Berlin soon before his death, ostensibly to apply for a job, but apparently involving a meeting with high ranking Masons in Prussia. This meeting had a connection with international politics between Prussia and Austria which made the Austrian monarch nervous, and led to Mozart being poisoned.

Some of the facts are solidly historical. Mozart was an active and rather passionate Mason. Several of his last works contained blatant Masonic symbolism, and seemed to stand for revolutionary ideas, at least for the time. The Magic Flute, in particular, is laced with Masonic symbols, both hidden (such as the numbers 3, 7, 9, 11, 13, 33, and 39); and barely disguised, such as the references to brotherhood and the Masonic ordeals of initiation found in the story itself. Mozart’s trip to Berlin was an historical fact, as was the bizarre suicide of another mason, whose story features prominently in the book. 

 Stage design for Mozart's opera The Magic Flute by German architect Karl Friedrich Schinkel, c. 1815, 
with Masonic symbols.

A few things occurred to me while reading this book. First, the choice of narrator was good. Rees has Mozart’s older sister, Nannerl travel to Vienna in the wake of Mozart’s death to investigate the circumstances. While this visit is pure fiction, Nannerl is an intriguing character. She was also considered a child prodigy, and toured with her younger brother, performing as a sort of a circus show put on by their father, Leopold. Wolfgang himself ended up stealing Nannerl’s thunder, as he was clearly a rare genius, rather than a merely extraordinary young musician like Nannerl. She eventually married a wealthy minor nobleman – no small feat for the lower class Mozarts – but faded from public view. From the modern point of view, Rees exploration of her possible disappointment seems plausible. Other women of the era did continue to perform as adults. Later on, such luminaries as Clara Schumann were world famous, despite their eventual marriages.

Second, notwithstanding the poisoning rumors, Mozart’s young death, at age 33, was hardly unusual for the era. Fevers of various sorts claimed many at what we consider to be young ages.

I also noted that we take for granted in the modern United States that we can speak out against authority without ending up dying under suspicious circumstances. This was not the case in eighteenth century Europe. Indeed, it was not the case throughout most of human history, and even today is largely confined to Western democracies. When our founding fathers pledged their “lives, their fortunes, and [their] sacred honor”, they were not using flowery language for the fun of it. They really were at risk, as were many in Europe at the time who stood for the ideals of self government and equality.

Again, this book was a nice diversion. It was a light and quick read, with a basically well written, albeit thin, plot. It would be best enjoyed, as the cover states, with a mug of something warm, in front of a crackling fire.  

Note on Chick-Lit: Here is my chauvinist version of the Chick-Lit checklist.
  1. Female Narrator, who
  2. Has married an oppressive or insensitive, or boring man, who
  3. Goes on some sort of quest, wherein she
  4. Has catty interactions with other females, and
  5. Meets a man who is everything her husband is not, but
  6. Comes to realize in the end that she should not betray her family.
  7. If the book is historical fiction, it will also contain a proto-feminist point of view which is a bit out of place for the setting, but sells better than period sexism.
  8. The book will also contain excessive emoting and emotional self-analysis. Feelings will play a huge role in the narrative.
This book had to check the boxes, but managed to be an interesting story anyway.

Note on the Masons: Most of the Founding Fathers of the United States were also Masons, and left hidden Masonic symbols behind them. Our currency, for example, has several obvious uses of the numbers, and of the imagery of Freemasonry. This has given conspiracy theorists ample fodder over the years. I could write several posts on the nuances of Illuminati conspiracy theories, if such a thing really interested me. What is more interesting from an historical perspective is the connection of the Masons to Enlightenment thought. The primary reason that the monarchists feared the Masons was that they espoused a rather radical view of the equality and brotherhood of man, and even went so far in some cases as to hint at the equality of women. For the 1700s, these were dangerous and subversive ideas, to be sure.

Note on the music: Regular readers of this blog will already know that I love Mozart’s Requiem. Several of Mozart’s other last works are dear to my heart. Symphony #40 has always been one of my favorites.

The Magic Flute speaks for itself. It remains one of Mozart’s most popular operas, both for the music, and for it’s fantastical and anachronistically modern story. Rees does not stretch when he posits that Mozart was advocating for the equality of men and women – and for women’s admission to the Masonic brotherhood. The heroine is forced to take on a challenge of her own in order to save her beloved – a rather modern notion in many ways. Beethoven, of course, took the idea farther in Fidelio, but the influential idea is present in Mozart’s earlier work.

When I was a teen, I attended a concert by the Los Angeles Baroque Orchestra at the Getty Villa. My then music teacher was a violinist in that august ensemble, and snuck me in for free. I remember that one of the pieces performed was the Masonic Cantata. 


While that work has its charms, the highlight of the evening was the performance of the B flat Piano Concerto. This is my favorite Mozart piano work, for reasons that will be obvious to those who know me well. On its surface, it is a light and happy tune; but it has a melancholy that belies the bubbly surface. Like the 40th Symphony, the music is achingly bittersweet. It is this quality which has resonated with me since my early childhood, and inspired my love of music more than any other quality.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

What the Requiem Means to Me

This Saturday (March 10, 2012), I will be playing the Brahms Requiem with my friends in the Bakersfield Symphony. I have a particular fondness for the great classical requiems, so I decided to share a bit about my feelings and thoughts.

I attended my first requiem when I would have been about age 12 or so. My then violin teacher was playing in a production of Mozart’s Requiem, and our whole family attended. I have never forgotten that concert, and I would list it as one of the most important experiences of my life.

For those unfamiliar with this particular musical form, let me explain. The Catholic liturgy has services for pretty much any occasion. Included is the one thing that comes to us all: death. The Requiem service can be viewed as either a funeral or a memorial service, but either way, it commemorates the death of an individual, and offers a view of life after death.

The Mass has been a favorite inspiration of many composers, but the Requiem Mass has inspired the greatest depth of thought. Whether you prefer Mozart’s poignancy, Verdi’s unforgettable theatrics, Brahms’ mix of sadness and hope, or Faure’s quiet simplicity, there is something to speak to each one of us.

For those of us who have the hope that is in Christ, a requiem is more than an inspiring work of beauty. It represents the face of God in all his terrible justice, and in all his transcendent mercy. As we all face our own deaths, we look from the Dies Irae that we deserve, and cry, Pie Jesu, dona eis requiem.

The basic requiem form comes from the Latin Mass, and most requiems follow this form. Brahms, however, being a Protestant, makes the bold step of choosing a series of scriptures for his text. Both approaches are meaningful, and each has its own beauty and personal meaning.

First, I want to set the stage by going through the basics of the Mass format, with the musical examples that I like the best. This is by no means an exhaustive list, or course. I have played all of the musical selections quoted with one musical group or another (except the Lauridsen) - one of the greatest blessings in my life is the opportunity I have had to play the greatest music of all time with some of the best people in the world.

The word requiem itself means “rest”, and that is the true theme of the Latin Mass.

The introductory portion of the Mass begins as follows: (English translation only, but the Latin is beautiful and worth a look.)


Grant them eternal rest, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon them.

This also becomes the final statement of the service. Verdi in particular focuses on the phrase lux aeterna, eternal light. In a modern almost requiem, Morten Lauridsen makes Lux Aeterna the title and focus of his visionary work. 


I love how Mozart sets the stage with his setting of this introductory text. Mozart is often unfairly associated with frivolous court entertainment, but this movement has always affected me deeply. This is the music of sorrow mixed with hope and strength. If this doesn’t move you, you must have a cold heart indeed. 

 
Notes: This performance uses period instruments - notice the odd trombones, among others. Mozart wrote two parts for the bassett horn, an obsolete relative of the clarinet. This recording is just amazing. (The opening section runs to 5:50. The next section is the Kyrie - see below)

Lauridsen also wrote an amazing introductory section. His work isn’t really a requiem, although it uses the requiem text as well as other liturgical sources. His luminous harmonies in this opening are simply amazing. Occasionally, a composer writes something that sounds “right” and “obvious” and sticks in the memory as something that is beyond time and place. If Handel had not written “For Unto Us a Child is Born”, it would have, of necessity, written itself. It is these moments that we attribute to inspiration.  



 After making the initial prayer for rest, the requiem service proceeds with the next step of the mass, the Kyrie. 



Lord have mercy;
Christ have mercy;
Lord have mercy.

When all is said and done, when all is stripped away, we will stand on the mercy of Christ. There will be no other argument and no other plea. John Michael Talbot wrote a moving setting of the mass entitled The Lord’s Supper, and this section is one of the best. (I still remember the Creed best from that version) Although there are many great settings of these words, both in requiems and in masses composed for other occasions, I still like Mozart’s the best. 



With the prayer for mercy finished, it is time to contemplate the day of judgment. The text is ancient, and associated with a chant melody that has been of endless fascination to composers for hundreds of years.

Here is the original:



There are so many great works that quote this melody in some form or another, but I will only mention Berlioz’ Symphony Fantastique and Isle of the Dead by Rachmaninoff. In contrast to the earlier text, these words bring anything but comfort.

Day of wrath! O day of mourning!
See fulfilled the prophets' warning,
Heaven and earth in ashes burning!

Again, Mozart captures the spirit well, at least given the limited orchestral and harmonic color available to him at the time. 



However, while Mozart’s version is good, Verdi knows how to do drama. Verdi’s Requiem has been described as Verdi’s greatest opera; and really, this is how the Day of Wrath should sound.







Midway through the Dies Irae text, there is the trumpet. The Trumpet. The one that calls to all, dead and alive, throughout the earth. The Tuba Mirum



The trumpet, scattering a wondrous sound
through the sepulchres of the regions,
will summon all before the throne.
Death and nature will marvel,
when the creature arises,
to respond to the Judge.
The written book will be brought forth,
in which all is contained,
from which the world shall be judged.
When therefore the judge will sit,
whatever hides will appear:
nothing will remain unpunished.

Here, Mozart simply doesn’t get it done. His gentle version for solo trombone is far too nice. Verdi gets it right. Only God Himself could make this work better. In performance, it is important that the solo trumpets be placed at the back of the hall so that the sound starts at a distance, and then becomes all-encompassing. I cannot express how much this section affected me when we first performed it. It was not until the dress rehearsal that we placed all the players in their correct places, and it was spooky. Verdi takes his time building instrumentally to the vocal statement that the trumpet will sound and the dead will be raised, and all will be judged. 





After an offertory prayer, which again entreats mercy on our souls, the service proceeds with one of my favorite portions of the Mass, the Sanctus. (I am a Protestant with seriously non-conformist roots dating back centuries, but allow me to admire and enjoy the rite.)

Holy, Holy, Holy,
Lord God of Hosts;
Heaven and earth are full of your glory.
Hosanna in the highest.

Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord.
Hosanna in the highest.

There are so many transcendent settings of this sublime text. I will mention Bach’s B Minor Mass, and Beethoven’s Missa Solemnis, but there are others. Any of the Requiems have excellent examples. Here are a few:







Mozart and Lloyd Webber set the second half of the text separately in a Benedictus. While Lloyd Webber's version is jaunty, Mozart's is just pure beauty.





Next comes the Agnus Dei, with a slight modification. Instead of asking for mercy and peace, the prayer asks for rest.

Lamb of God, who take away the sins of the world, grant them eternal rest.

Again, Mozart truly excels. The longing expressed by the dissonant chords is one of the most poignant moments in all of Mozart’s writing. 



In some of the settings, the last words of the Dies Irae are combined with the words of the Agnus Dei to make a separate movement, the Pie Jesu. Faure’s setting is so good that Saint-Saens said of it, “just as Mozart's is the only Ave verum corpus, this is the only Pie Jesu.” Truly, after hearing this, one must concede that it is the pinnacle. If I could choose one work to be performed at my own funeral, this would be it.

    Kind Lord Jesus, grant them eternal rest. 


With a final prayer for rest in the eternal light, the Latin service concludes.

Brahms takes a completely different approach, discarding the Latin text in its entirety. He writes in his native German rather than Latin, and picks scripture to suit his vision of the service.

He starts with a quotation from the beatitudes in the Gospel of Matthew, and combines it with a quotation from the Psalms:


Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. (Matthew 5:4)
They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.
He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him. (Psalms 126:5-6)




This opening movement is scored without the violins, but it is a violist’s dream. I love the lush sound and dark orchestration.

Brahms proceeds with a reminder of our brief existence. 


For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away. (I Peter 1:24)  

Brahms follows with words of comfort and of rest. I will not quote the entire text here, but it is a remarkable series of quotations which would be at home in any modern Protestant funeral service. 

Of particular note is the movement, How Lovely is Thy Dwelling Place. 





Brahms concludes on a note of hope from the final book of the Bible. 


Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; and their works do follow them. (Revelation 14:13)





Although Brahms varies the text from the Latin tradition, the underlying themes of sorrow and hope remain constant through both traditions.

It is my hope that this communicates at least a portion of my passion and love for the musical requiem form, and the sorrow, hope, and love that it expresses. 

 

UPDATE:

Since writing this, I have had the pleasure of adding two more Requiems to the list of ones I have played: Maurice Durufle, and John Rutter.