Listen to ten different
performances of a symphony of Brahms and you will hear the same
notes, in the same order. Tempi may vary. Dynamics may vary. But you
will always be listening to the same work. In my distant youth,
Handel's Messiah was a stack of fragile 78 rpm records (played
by me on a wind-up gramophone). Main singers in my 78 pile were
Isobel Baillie (soprano), and Gladys Ripley (contralto); conductor
was Malcolm Sargent. Writing this, I am listening to my latest
Messiah, with a mainly French ensemble directed by Hervé Niquet;
soprano 1 is Sandrine Piau (hurrah!); soprano 2 is Katherine Watson;
contralto is Anthea Pichanick; tenor is Rubert Charlesworth;
bass-baritone is Andreas Wolf. All are extremely good (and not a
castrato amongst them). I am often doubtful about tenors, but I make an exception for Rupert Charlesworth here; an excellent singer, with superb diction.
And what of language?
English people tend to bristle when non-English singers tackle
English words (but nod approvingly when English speakers sing in
German, French or Italian). English disapproval also extends to
American accents, even though in the music of the sixteenth and
seventeenth centuries, American pronunciation is probably more
“authentic”. But American accents bring memories of Popeye,
Donald Trump, and the Lone Ranger; not a good thing to conjure up
when listening to Handel or Purcell. Apart from a number of
non-english “R”s, nothing ruffled me with the English language in
this recording. The English “R” is certainly not an Italian R,
nor a German R, nor a French R. It is some sort of Brexit R. (Not
even the Thai “R”; a very fine hotel, the Royal River, in Bangkok came over when referred to by the locals as the Loyal Liver).
Compared with Gladys
Ripley, Isobel Baillie and Malcolm Sargent in my youth, tempi are now
swift. I was constantly reminded that Handel's feet and pedigree were
anchored firmly in Italian opera and in the trios and duets that he
wrote in Italy in his youth (some of which found their ways, many
years later, re-cycled into the Messiah). Pitch is baroque pitch,
which means the singers do not invoke tension when they are obliged
to sing above the stave. Handel was careful about the range of his
singers (one reason why there are so many versions of his works,
including the Messiah, where Handel re-wrote and adapted to the raw
singer material with which he was faced). The choir here is a
reasonable size, as it should be for Handel; Handel would have had no
truck with people like Joshua Rifkin and their minimalist
econo-forces.
My father (a double
bass player) always maintained that Handel wrote his Messiah in order
to give musicians many money-earning concert opportunities around the
Christmas period. He was probably wrong: Handel wrote music in order
to make money for himself. He was the Andrew Lloyd-Webber of the
early 18th century (albeit that Handel's music will last a lot
longer than that of his English rival some 275 years later). Handel
died a rich man, despite having rarely having a patron or salaried
employment. He is often passed over as a “great” composer, even
though Mozart and Beethoven fully appreciated his genius. Anyway, in
200 years time, I predict that Handel's music, including his Messiah,
will still be delighting lovers of great music. And this latest
offering, from Hervé Niquet and his forces? I love it! Some
things in (musical) life do get better and better, and Handel's
music, in particular, has benefited enormously from greater
understanding and appreciation. Anyone who loves Handel anchored in
Italian opera, rather than in the Church of England, will enjoy this
recording with its excellent singers, superb choir, professional
orchestra, and very expert recording and balance. Perhaps, somewhat
arrogantly, I can suggest that we now know Handel a lot better
compared with immediate previous generations. He is not just the
composer of the Messiah, of the Water Music, and of the Fireworks
music. He was a prolific composer, like his contemporaries Johann
Sebastian Bach, and Antonio Vivaldi. He was one of the truly great
composers of the Western World.
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