

JUNE 1996
FROM THE STAGE TO THE PAGE
From Baskerville Publishers, based in Dallas, comes Great Voices, a new series of books that no historically minded opera fan will want to do without: classic biographies of the greats of yesteryear, each accompanied by a well-filled CD of choice recordings. The first volume is Titta Ruffo's My Parabola, exceptional in that it comes from the pen of the subject himself, an astounding artist whose ambitions and imaginative powers one may judge by the fact that he recorded not only arias but also the soliloquies of Hamlet, in Italian, to spine-tingling effect (alas, not reissued here). Second in the series is the Renata Tebaldi biography The Voice of an Angel, which, title notwithstanding, brings the diva to the page with considerable candor. Both volumes are scrupulously prepared, with an impressive apparatus of notes and dates, not to mention rare archival photographs. Next month look for the life of the tenor Tito Schipa, insightfully set down by his son Tito Schipa Jr., and How Cinderella Became Queen, a biography of the mezzo soprano Giulietta Simionato, an artist who combined loftiness of expression with towering passion. (To order call 800-932-7771.)
The second in a series
Photo: Courtesy of Baskerville Publishers
PUTTING THE RESTLESS TO REST
From July 22 to August 11 Lincoln Center will present an ambitious (some might say hubristic) new festival, and everyone in the business wants to know, Will it fly? Space, as they say, does not permit us to examine the rich multicultural offerings in any detail, but one event deserves special mention: a rare performance of Morton Feldman's String Quartet II, written for and performed by the Kronos Quartet but unrecorded because it consists of a single five-to-six-hour movement (longer than the three acts and two intermissions of Parsifal) that contains not a single rest. Feldman is classified as a minimalist, a label that, though accurate, does his exquisitely crafted writing a heinous disservice. According to David Harrington, one of the two Kronos violinists, once the players take up their bows, they do not lift them from the strings of their instruments until the piece ends. Four helpers step
forward every ten minutes or so to turn the pages. "I get the most intense backache," Harrington says. "It comes and goes through the experience of that music. At moments I'm so angry at Morton Feldman, and at others I think this is the most beautiful piece of music ever written. And there's every possible emotion in between. When it's over, it takes three to four days to recover physically." There have been only eight performances of the quartet to date. Potential listeners should know a) that no guards will be posted at the door to intercept anyone returning from a comfort break, and b) that this will be the last performance of String Quartet II. For a bite-size sample of Feldman's intricate art try the recording of his single-movement Piano and String Quartet, which runs a mere seventy-nine minutes and thirty-three seconds (Nonesuch). For festival information call 212-721-6500.
Top: Morton Feldman
Photo: courtesy of Lincoln Center Festival
Bottom: The Kronos Quartet
Photo: Michael Lavine
INNOCENCE LOST
Who was Emmeline? According to local legend in tiny Fayette, Maine, she was a poor girl who, in a time of great hardship, was sent to make money in the cotton mills of Massachusetts. Innocent, friendless, and thirteen years old, she became pregnant, bore a child in secret, and went home, her shame unrevealed. Years later, when a young stranger came to town, she married him, only to discover that the young man she loved was her own son. As Emmeline lay in her coffin, her sister raised a hand to God and declared: "At last she has paid for her sins." Readers of romance novels know this tale from Judith Rossner's Emmeline. Viewers of the PBS series The American Experience have seen it dissected in a documentary called "Sins of Our Mothers," which confirms that Emmeline existed and fills in much bleak social background, along with a lot of largely unverifiable oral history. In particular the filmmakers could turn up no hard evidence of incest, though to old-timers in Maine the fact is not in dispute. Now the composer Tobias Picker and the poet J. D. McClatchy have recast this sad New England horror story in the medium it cries out for. This summer The Santa Fe Opera presents the world premiere of Emmeline the opera, and if the artists have done their work properly, audiences far from Fayette will believe and shudder (July 27 and 31 and August 9; 505-986-5900).
Tobias Picker in his milieu
Photo: John Chidiac
Austin Baer is a writer based in New York.