With Andris Nelsons and the Boston Symphony.

From Boston Classical Review:

Jonas Kaufmann and Camilla Nylund were each making role debuts as the title doomed lovers.

Both are prominent Wagnerians, having performed lead roles at the Bayreuth Festival, the Metropolitan Opera and in many of Europe’s major houses. And both, too, possess a warm tone that captured a sense of stirring humanity in Wagner’s lush score. The Liebesnacht featured the two singers in some of the most poignant moments of the evening as each delivered Wagner’s soulful duet with soft yet radiant lines.

Kaufmann, who has drawn critical acclaim for his performances of Parsifal at the Metropolitan Opera, also sang with power and depth in the opening of the scene between the two lovers. Bold and ringing clearly, his voice brought a genuine heldentenor quality to the role.

In the portions of the act that demand powerful singing, Nylund, unfortunately, had trouble filling the hall. Her voice is rich and brilliant but it lacked the power and intensity to cut through Wagner’s thick orchestration in her opening scene.

From the Boston Globe:

Standing behind music stands on opposite sides of the podium, Kaufmann and Nylund sang their impassioned duet while facing the audience oratorio-style, and both of them relied heavily on their vocal scores. 

Within that scope Kaufmann delivered, despite a few less steady moments. Certainly when he telegraphed Tristan’s ardor with ringing tenorial power, or when he sang of night’s gentle charms with beautifully shaded tones that somehow combined tenderness and intensity, you sensed the winning Tristan he could eventually become. Nylund, who is also still finding her way into this daunting role, sang honorably and at her best moments, registered her character’s impatient ecstasies with bright vocal radiance. 

Photo: Hilary Scott/BCMR

Listen to a performance clip:

The diva made an unfortunate statement on Classic FM. Asked about recent sexual allegations in the opera world, she said:

‘Any of this sexual bullshit, we don’t have it. I’m sorry, and I think it’s total shit. But if you don’t want, nobody will ever force you to do anything, never. If you did it, it means that you allowed that.’

She continued: ‘In our profession it’s also absolutely not possible because if you are not talented nobody will help you. You have to have a talent, you have to have a voice, you have to be somebody.’

She swiftly rowed back from that position in three tweets:

 

Something’s gone awry at the head of New York’s premier arts centre.

The last president resigned after being accused of sexual misconduct.

His successor, Debora L. Spar, appeared to be a brilliant choice. She has just resigned – a year into the job – saying she’d rather be back in academia, which is another way of saying she can’t take the heat in midtown Manhattan.

Here’s her statement yesterday:

‘Earlier this morning, I formally resigned my position as President and CEO of Lincoln Center. The advancement of the arts is a cause very close to my heart, both on a personal and professional level, but I feel compelled at this moment to refocus on other interests.’

And that’s it. Not another word.

Ms Spar used to work at Goldman Sachs. She is no pushover.

Does anyone know what really went down?

 

This is the unbelievably precocious Bertrand Chamayou.

He is now 36 and wears long trousers.

The great Russian bass Mark Reizen (1895-1992) sings a Chaliapin showstopper.

I’ve been immersed in Schoenberg all week.

So was he.

That was George Steiner’s chilling phrase for cultural activity in the Weimar Republic.

Now, it’s the new box-set chic.

Read some admonitory words here.