Bravo Cura
Celebrating José Cura--Singer, Conductor, Director, Composer
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Back to Samson, and this time for a special event in which José Cura did just about everything--and did it to the highest level of excellent. This week we look back to 2010 and Karlsruhe and an unforgettable Samson et Dalila.... Note: we MAY NOT have an update next week as we have a scheduling conflict that may limit the time we have over the weekend.
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Samson et Dalila, Karlsruhe, October 2010: “To come to the point right away: Cura knows his job, has mastered the director's craft. What he put on the stage of the Badische Staatstheater made sense. The singer-director offered up an altogether plausible version, which thankfully omitted superficial updating. Cura by no means abstained from referring to the present time; rather, he unquestionably comments on threats with which the world is faced these days. In his view, the themes molding this opera are power and domination, sex, betrayal, fanaticism, and killing driven by religious zeal. Thus, in Karlsruhe there were scenes of violence, brutality and warlike barbarity, of seduction and hypocritical eroticism, in which lust for power, hunger for revenge and unbridled blind passion characterized the actions of the main players. The most hauntingly powerful moment staged was the excitingly intense and sensitively acted seduction and fake love scene, where Samson found himself continually entangled, caught in a white stage-high veil or net--code for Dalila's web of seduction. Cura was brilliant as Samson, with an exquisitely colored, sonorous, in the high notes brightly shining tenor (voice). Moreover, he delivered a highly sensitive, multi-faceted character portrayal, fascinating vocally as well as for his acting.” Rheinpfalz, October 2010
Samson et Dalila, Karlsruhe, October 2010: “The personal union of director, costume designer and stage designer does not necessarily lead to a successful artistic effort; nonetheless, this evening belonged to José Cura, towering in every respect. And while one does not have to necessarily relocate the story from the Old Testament to the present day (symbolized by three abandoned oil derricks), Cura offered a logical, and quite sensitive interpretation that was still harmonious with the original. The audience celebrated the artist with frenetic applause.” Opera Point, 17 October 2010
Samson et Dalila, Karlsruhe, October 2010: ‘That was one of the rare opera evenings that are etched on one's memory and you won't forget for your whole life. The first night of Saint-Saëns' opera Samson and Dalila at the Badische Staatstheater ended with standing ovations and was a real triumph for all participants. It is no exaggeration to speak of a great moment of opera, one that will go down in the annals of the top-class Karlsruher Staatsoper. You really don't know where to start with enthusing- best with the super fantastic singers who made the Opera House in Karlsruhe a world stage on this evening. What an exceptional singer is José Cura, whose Samson belongs with the best! With an extremely powerful, expressive, virile, and ideally supported Italian heroic tenor, he drew a convincing portrait of the biblical hero, whom he also gave a convincing profile through his acting. With utmost élan he threw himself into his role which didn't cause him even the slightest difficulties and whose murderous cliffs he mastered with great sovereignty and distinct technical skills.” Der Operfreund, October 2010
Samson et Dalila, Karlsruhe, October 2010: “José Cura (Samson) was remarkable, portraying his character with tremendous intensity. Masterfully and at all times credibly, his brilliant tenor voice offered insights into the deep psychological depths of his character – transparently and with great sensitivity, he sketches the conflict between unswerving loyalty to God and love for his rival. It was an evening with an outstanding José Cura in every respect. While one doesn't necessarily need to transpose this Old Testament subject into the present (three disused oil derricks) – this production clearly demonstrates that it can still be very coherent with a logical and sensitive interpretation. The audience celebrated the artists with frenetic applause.” OperaPoint 17 October 2010
Samson et Dalila, Karlsruhe, October 2010: “José Cura has a message: violence always begets violence. When the underdogs prevail they in turn become the oppressors. His message fits this opera, which the Argentinean star tenor knows inside and out. Cura shone when singing the emotional outbursts of Samson, his sung prayer for power were of impressive intensity. The audience of the Badisches Staatstheater reveled in Cura’s exceptional, wonderfully warm and powerful voice. The applause at the premiere showed real empathy between the singer-director and Karlsruhe.” Badisches Tagblatt, October 2010
Samson et Dalila, Karlsruhe, October 2010: “In Karlsruhe José Cura was given the special honor of directing, set designing, and singing the lead role simultaneously. The experiment was successful with only the smallest of missteps, bringing a much celebrated triumph to the theater and the singing-director. The exceptional project lent wings to the ensemble and created an artistic result that would do credit to any international operatic stage. The warm and enthusiastic encouragement he earned at the end was not just for the highly gifted singer-actor. José Cura left no doubt that he must still be considered in the forefront in the heroic roles such as Samson. In his baritone-like timbre, the dramatic fire of his performance and the sheer impact of his effort, but also the delicate lyricism enabled by his technique, he impressed once more. This second act gave free rein to emotions and brought to the Karlsruhe opera a vocal triumph of the highest level, one which should rank [high] when writing the history of the theater.” Opernglas, 15 October 2010
Samson et Dalila, Karlsruhe, October 2010: “José Cura, who directed, designed the stage set, and sings the title role, achieves an impressive balancing act between concrete history and generalized interpretation, between "so it was" and "so it can happen again." His radiant tenor (and Gertseva’s mezzo) outdid each other in the most captivating vocal ecstasy of the love duet. Throughout, José Cura shone, not only as the leading character, but also with his highly dramatic performance, which reached the existential level in his voice and expression.” Pforzheimer Zeitung, 18 October 2010
Samson et Dalila, Karlsruhe, October 2010: “He would have been called a ‘jack of all trades’ in earlier days; nowadays he is multi-talented. José Cura is no longer content to merely sing. He conducts often; he has performed, for example, Puccini’s Butterfly at the Vienna State Opera. And now Karlsruhe-- he offers himself in Camille Saint-Saëns' opera Samson and Dalila as director, set designer and eponymous hero. No question he is able to do it. What he does is professional. It is strong and discussable and certainly not a show act for Kultur-Boulevard. And Cura the singer? An apparently fully mature steel-voiced tenor, blessed with the right material who mastered the gestures of the folk hero as well as the desperate lyricism of the humiliated. An ovation at the end...” Badische-Zeitung, 20 October 2010
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Two Angels for Samson On, in front of, and behind the stage: Tenor José Cura sings and directs in Karlsruhe BNN Isabel Steppeler October 2010
[Computer-assisted Translation // Excerpts] Samson needs to recharge his batteries. Schnitzel with fried potatoes, in peace and quiet. This Samson is not just going to topple the supporting pillars of a temple according to the Old Testament story. God and a clever stage technique give him the strength to do so. He himself – and this is the novelty – carries three essential pillars of an opera production for the first time. In this sense, this Samson from Argentina has very, very long hair which no Dalila, no matter how beguiling, would be able to cut off to rob him of his strength. "Difficult is not a synonym for impossible," José Cura comments on the question of whether it isn't difficult to firstly sing an opera, secondly to direct it, and thirdly to be responsible for the stage design. Inspiring the world and the professional world as a tenor is one thing. Singing the title role in Camille Saint-Saëns' “Samson et Dalila” over and over again for 14 to 15 years and missing something burning in your soul is another story. One with consequences. "I've seen some very good productions," he says, "but there's one thing I've always missed: that Samson's conflict is also a contemporary one." He wants to change that with his own production, which premieres on Friday at the Badisches Staatstheater. "The message is that killing can be done in the name of God. Unfortunately, we have the same situation 3,000 years later." Transposing the events to the Middle East and the conflict between Israelis and Palestinians is obvious, but too one-sided for him. "It's a universal human issue. One group dominates and oppresses another. There are enough examples. Rwanda, Sarajevo, the Second World War. The problem is as old as humanity itself." That is the message of the opera, which is dear to his heart. Originally trained as a composer and conductor, the singer has already opened several more drawers in his talent cupboard and staged operas, the first being Giuseppe Verdi's Un ballo in maschera in Cologne in 2008. When the invitation came from Karlsruhe to not only sing but also to stage Samson, it seemed like a dream come true. "They have fantastic technical possibilities here, which allowed me to develop a spectacular production.” The only problem with covering so many areas simultaneously is that you constantly have deadlines and agreements that you then have to stick to. And there are a lot of them. This almost makes it almost superfluous to ask whether José Cura is now doing even more bodybuilding than usual for the role of the strong Hebrew. "We work every day from nine in the morning until almost midnight. We've been doing this since September 6th. That leaves no time for training." And what about a little free time as a guest in Karlsruhe? "Next question..." This fit Argentinian—who doesn't greet and farewell women with a handshake according to Central European standards but rather pulls them close to his chest and beard (if they ever wash their cheeks again afterward, it's their own fault)—this man has two young assistants: one, blonde and from Italy, for the stage, the other, brunette and from Spain, for the costumes. With all sorts of documents and a bottle of fine wine on an ordinary tray, they sit down next to José Cura at the other end of the long table in the canteen of the Karlsruhe Opera House. A Mediterranean lunch. "Charlie's Angels," Cura introduces them with outstretched arms, one corner of his mouth twitching, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, and: somehow grateful. The multi-manager in matters of Saint-Saëns probably wouldn't even have time to eat if it weren't for the two slim assistants at his side. They chatter away over their plans. Every now and then, someone steps up to the side of the table and interrupts Cura's well-deserved lunch break, which was already being wasted on the interview. "Breaking – rebuilding – again..." is his patient instruction to a man with many question marks on his face. It's about rehearsing for a smooth finale. "The technical effort is enormous. The last two minutes of Samson are tricky in every production. An Achilles' heel of the production." In Madrid, where José Cura lives, the stage design model for each opera scene in Karlsruhe was created as a miniature. "My 16-year-old daughter glued pieces of wood onto pieces of wood for the staircases of the towers. My son cut the wood. Family work." Cura doesn't just love working with his own children—they play an important role in his conception of Samson et Dalila. What he appreciates about rehearsing with them: "An adult does twice the work. You tell them what to do and often have to free them from old patterns and experiences. Children," Cura smiles, "children are so fresh. You tell them what to do, and they do it right straight away. They steal the show on stage." Samson puts down his cutlery. He has regained his strength, stands up, and bends over the plans of his two angels.
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José Cura directs in Karlsruhe Paid to Suffer Rondo Thomas Rübenacker 5 August 2010
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Can singers be good directors? Quite a few, with the possible end of their singing career in mind, consider a second career early on. Star tenor José Cura is now staging Camille Saint-Saëns's Samson et Dalila in Karlsruhe. He presents himself as a seasoned operatic stage professional who can impress with his experience from the singer's perspective. Opera rehearsals are notoriously hectic. At the Badisches Staatstheater Karlsruhe, however, there was even more hustle and bustle than usual as the Argentinian star tenor José Cura stages Camille Saint-Saëns' Samson and Dalila. Photographers and journalists arrive as if they were part of the production themselves. It was immediately clear: this is a prestige production, the curtain-raiser of the new season—and with a star at the director's desk. José Cura, however, downplays the situation: "These days, an opera performance has a budget of around 40,000 euros—our Samson doesn't cost any more than that. Everything you see here is just made of wood!" The Argentinian speaks English, but an assistant translates almost simultaneously into German. Contrary to his reputation, he also infuses his directives with self-irony: "You're being paid to sing – you're being paid to suffer!" Man bezahlt Sie dafür, dass Sie singen – also bezahlt man Sie auch dafür, dass Sie leiden! The thing with the wood, however, is surprising, because the set doesn't look like prefabricated components off the shelf: drilling rigs, pipelines, derricks, oil barrels – this is where money is produced, and money is power. Cura's directing concept, obviously not Old Testament-biblical with flowing hair and beards, also doesn't aim to simply depict the present, the conflict between Israelis and Palestinians (here they are called Philistines), since the story takes place in the Gaza Strip. "No," says Cura, "it's about people – and about power. Power that corrupts and destroys, the power of man over man. Not a pretty story. But a great drama that surrounds us all that's in the news every day." Why Samson et Dalila, which the composer originally planned as an oratorio? Cura: "I admit, it's not an easy piece. If you're supposed to stage, for example, the Bacchanale or the Spring Chorus, you pull the audience out of the action – that sounds good, but it has less to do with the story than with the operatic conventions of the time, especially in Paris. You just stage it as best you can." And what was seen in this rehearsal was "as best you can." José Cura is a very precise, suggestive, and witty director; there's a lot of laughter. The ultimate discipline is choral direction. "Motivation is crucial," he says. "If I use the choristers only as furniture, they'll naturally only do what they are expected to do. As soon as they become individuals, they bring me more and more – because they are individuals." The star tenor, who is sometimes said to have attitude, appears completely without any arrogance, almost in a friendly manner. A singer is supposed to fall to the ground? Cura herself offers him a hand to help him get back up. Some choristers are supposed to slide on their knees across the sandy floor? Cura, the professional who has probably experienced similar things before, immediately orders knee pads for everyone. He announces the sound of a gunshot like this: "Please pay attention – a bang like that can temporarily unsettle your hearing, and you might end up intoning incorrectly!" The stage professional truly thinks of everything, and of course, he has every role down. It must be a pleasure to work with him. "You can say that out loud!" confirms a chorister from Berlin. "We get a director like him maybe once a season – and then only if we're lucky!"
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Direction, costumes, lead role: José Cura brings Samson et Dalila to the stage in Karlsruhe Argentine star tenor José Cura stages Saint-Saëns' opera Samson et Dalila at the Badisches Staatstheater – and sings the lead himself. Tablatt Nike Luber 14 October 2010
[Computer-assisted Translation // Excerpts] José Cura has demonstrated his versatility as a singer on numerous occasions. Starting Friday, he will demonstrate that his artistic abilities are not limited to singing when he stages the opera Samson et Dalila at the Badisches Staatstheater in Karlsruhe. But he's not only responsible for directing; the Argentinian also designed the sets and costumes. And in the first five performances, Cura himself will also sing the lead role. He, will, however, leave the conducting to others. The artist is thrilled by the opportunity. He takes his time during rehearsals, moving among the choir singers, telling a joke here, adjusting a costume there. Thanks to the positive atmosphere he creates, he can work with great attention to detail. "It's important to me that everyone slips into the personality they're portraying. That's the only way to make it believable." Cura has sung Samson many times and has always wished to see the biblical story set in a contemporary setting. For him, it's not just about Dalila’s betrayal of Samson but about universally valid questions. "Sex. Power. Domination. Profit," he lists. From his perspective, humanity hasn't evolved in these areas in 2,000 years. In his production, which takes place among disused oil derricks, Cura is concerned with two things: "I want to show that after a revolution, the formerly oppressed become oppressors themselves. The only hope of breaking this cycle of violence lies in the children. They represent the possibility of a peaceful future." The children are Cura's invention; they appear neither in the Old Testament nor in the libretto. Cura lets the children of both peoples, Hebrews and Philistines, play together. It is the adults who drive them apart, following the motto "Don't play with the children of your enemies." But the children are true friends; in Cura's production, they ultimately represent a better future.
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Versatility Is the Unrecognized Power of the Tenor Widmar Puhl 20 March 2009 [Computer-assisted Translation // Excerpts] On March 15, the moment came: Cura sang the leading role in Umberto Giordano's opera Andrea Chenier in a gala performance, and, as he did last year at Cura's Carmen gala, Jacques Delacôte conducted. At the end, there was a standing ovation for the entire company, but especially for Cura. Rightly so—and not just because André Chenier is just about the most difficult role in operatic literature for tenors and for which there is no one else able to sing it. His first complete (studio) opera recording was Samson et Dalila with Olga Borodina ten years ago. In autumn 2010, José Cura will bring this opera by Camille Saint-Saens to the Karlsruhe stage when he designs the set, directs and also sings the lead in its premier. Is this (workload) professional? Cura: I think the term "professional" is a bit more humble than the term "artist." I say that with all due respect, because being a professional isn't a flaw, not an original sin. It's a humble restriction to the limits that life presents us with: up to such and such a point, I can do something, and I try to master it.. That's very good, no more and no less. An artist, on the other hand, ultimately simply risks more. Only such people make a difference. José Cura was born in Argentina in 1962 and grew up in a Mediterranean environment: his father was of Lebanese origin, his mother half Italian, half Spanish. Rather than being a nuisance to his fellow citizens as an early bathroom-loving Caruso, he attended the art school at the state university in his hometown of Rosario. He took intensive guitar lessons and certainly didn't just study singing. But versatility is generally under suspicion by many critics. Cura: Malicious tongues say that I conduct because I can no longer win bouquets as a tenor. But I do different things because they interest me. I'm curious. Besides, my career has gone the other way around I started as a choir director. I’m trained as a conductor and composer I’ve also directed smaller pieces. I only started to sing much later. At 23, José Cura was a scholarship to the Art School of the Teatro Colon in Buenos Aires. And after several years in the opera chorus, he wanted more. In 1991 he moved with his family to Europe - first to Verona, then Paris and finally Madrid. He gave concerts, experimented, and made his debut on quite a few stages. He is in his element as Otello, as Don José in Carmen, or as Samson, the warrior in love chains. These are roles that portray the man as macho, jealous for no reason or justification, dependent on his hormones and caught in the contradictions of strong feelings. His voice has gained volume over the years. This allows him to achieve expressiveness even in soft tones. Beautiful examples can be found on the CD Anhelo - yearning - from the year 1998: here he sings the pure songs of Argentinian composers, many based on texts by Pablo Neruda. In addition there are samples of the composer José Cura. The Met in New York, the Vienna State Opera, La Scala in Milan, London, Paris, Zurich, Berlin, Stuttgart: Suddenly, everyone wanted him, and he couldn't say no. He traveled the world and sang – including roles he now rejects. He felt similarly to Rolando Villazón during the Anna Netrebko hype, Cura says self-critically. Cura: That's probably exactly what happened to Rolando. Thankfully, he learned his lesson, recovered, and is back. And that's a good thing, because he has a tremendous talent and a very beautiful voice. Everything happened too quickly with Rolando, and it hurt him. In 2000, when his record company, Erato, was shut down, José Cura placed all business matters in his wife's hands and reflected on his career. He became more selective and learned to avoid compromises. He spent time as principal guest conductor of the Sinfonia Varsovia, began giving master classes, continued with his photography, made books and established his own CD label. Some artists, says Cura, are like crystal vases: radiant, transparent and fragile. Cura: Others, like me, are more like wooden vessels. They're harder and more resilient. The same thing happened to me as Rolando, but I have a broader back. I'm physically more powerful and apparently more vocally resilient as well. I survived to tell the tale, and now I'm where I am, thankfully. It's certainly no coincidence that Cura has a female fan club. Understandable, the man with the black curls and graying beard looks really good. And he also trains in the gym. For José Cura, opera is not just a musical discipline, but also an intellectual challenge, theater, and sport. He moves accordingly on stage. He loves the sweating, excessive, drastically living characters, the naked emotions without a safety net, he once said. The sensual contact with the audience is his drug: something that simply can't be downloaded. To do this, he questions clichés, changes perspectives, and continually tries new things. Cura: The artist should set standards, that's what it's all about. Otherwise, we could continue doing things the way we did 150 years ago: not good, not bad, but just like we did 150 years ago. That means setting new standards is part of our task.
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Rehearsal
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The Singer as a Gesamtkunstwerker Today, tenor José Cura premieres Saint-Saëns’ Samson et Dalila in Karlsruhe – a rehearsal report. It's said that the tenor had back problems but he shows up anyway. Frankfurter Rundschau Hans-Klaus Jungheinrich 14 October 2010 [Computer-assisted Translation // Excerpts] On this morning of the first stage orchestra rehearsal of Samson et Dalila the mood in the theater is a little subdued. José Cura, it's said, has back problems and will arrive an hour late, if at all; in any case, he won't be singing. But then he arrives on time at 10:00 a.m. A bit worn, a white shirt pulled over his trousers like a smock, long dark curls, a profile as if painted by Raphael, a three-day beard: as the biblical hero Samson, he is magnificently cast, even if only in appearance. In Karlsruhe, he will also direct and design Camille Saint-Saëns’ esteemed but rarely performed opera, which premiered in Weimar by Franz Liszt in 1877. He could also conduct it, but then it would be impossible for him to also be on stage. For more than a decade and a half, the Argentinian-born conductor (who now lives primarily in Madrid) has been conquering the world's major opera houses, exclusively with Italian and French repertoire. The Vienna State Opera is practically his second home. Here, he has been acclaimed in many tenor roles and most recently as the conductor of Madama Butterfly. His capacities seem inexhaustible, as he can be heard not only in the well-known works, but also in many extremely rare ones. Directing tenors are not quite as rare as one might assume, and singers with conducting talent (Domingo, Schreier, Fischer-Dieskau) also occasionally appear. What is quite unique, however, is Cura's ambition to design the sets and costumes himself. Opera, if one cannot compose it oneself, is at least spun out as a performance from the imagination and talent of an individual – a romantic idea of Wagnerian proportions, and also a motif arising from the demonstrative omnipotence of the pop-cultural entertainer. José Cura stands roughly halfway between the two phenomena. A romantic artist, perfectly in tune with the zeitgeist. When the Karlsruhe State Theater gives him carte blanche for his long-cherished pet project, it doesn't have the air of a trivial sensation so much as a hint of utopia. From Mahler to Felsenstein to the present day, it has been the endeavor of outstanding artists to bring opera to life on stage according to their personal ideal. Cura Has His Eyes Everywhere The rehearsal begins with some difficult orchestral passages, where conductor Jochem Hochstenbach perfects the Badische Staatskapelle in the pit to world-class performances, usually after two or three attempts. Then the curtain rises for the second act, which reveals the love nest in which the Philistine Dalila seeks to ensnare the young Israelite Samson in order to steal from him the secret of his strength—a courtesan in government service. The stage design is very simple. The space is narrowed by reddish side walls; toward the center, against a black background, a powerful white curtain billowing from the fly screen covers the stage floor all the way to the ramp (the color combination of black, white, and red is apparently not intended to convey any political message). The mezzo singing Dalila first has to get used to this ambience and adjusts some of the scattered cushions to make it easier to sit down on them. When the high priest grabs her from behind through the white curtain veil, she makes sure that her face is not covered, which would hinder her singing. The cloth has pitfalls in other ways as well: it's easy to trip over it or to get caught in. But sometimes it also comes in handy, as when Samson kneads it into a sausage shape and stretches it out toward his reclining partner, allowing her to rise more comfortably from the floor. Four days later, at the dress rehearsal, the special point of this white curtain is revealed when Samson is finally trapped in it like a giant bag which the high priest ties up with a corner that he holds tightly with a theatrical gesture. Although with obvious effort, Cura also moves onto the stage a few times during the orchestra rehearsal. He is clearly a man without airs and graces and has won over all the participants. Even during the dress rehearsal, which was interrupted several times (and during which he no longer showed physical signs of a pain attack), he corrected several small details, leaving his place as Samson to position two choristers half a meter further back or an extra with a tray slightly into the shadows. He has his eyes everywhere and he's able to do so because he can sing his role, so to speak, in his sleep. His voice, which is not overly focused, is easily appealing, eloquent and tirelessly radiant, even if Cura sometimes doesn't quite sing out on this occasion. With Julia Gertseva, he has a dark-toned, erotically present actress at his side. The intimate interior of the second act (which contains the famously captivating love duet as its centerpiece) seems almost modestly amateurish in its setting. At the dress rehearsal, one was surprised by how skillfully Cura had visualized the first act – a desert scene with oil derricks, since we are in the Middle East, and the biblical material is somewhat brought into the present day. However, Cura remains fixated on tableau-like "beautiful" images, often committed to symmetry – as in the reddish-brown illuminated opening of the act with the prayer (a monumentally oratorio-polyphonic soundscape) of the motionless Israelites, distributed in groups across the stage. This work by José Cura has nothing to do with modern "director opera"; its breeding ground is the decorative operatic theater of the American and Southern European style, focused on grand gestures and well-composed "tableaux vivants" (which, of course, doesn't become stiff stage theater, but is repeatedly enlivened by splashes of liveliness, which, in the first act, are primarily provided by the children's ensemble). At every moment, you can see the care and love of an obsessed opera artist.
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Samson et Dalila – Karlsruhe Das Opernglas JM Winecke December 2010
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“All-round star José Cura did himself triple credit in one swat and secured a publicity-hype rarely seen in this form for the ambitious Karlsruhe Opera House. In previous years, one had been able to experience the outstanding tenor here in several key roles of his repertoire, most recently in his signature role of Otello. He has been following his calling as conductor even at the major houses on a number of occasions and has been thoroughly successful. What is more, he had introduced himself as director with Verdi's Ballo at the Cologne Opera House in 2008. In Karlsruhe José Cura was given the special honor of directing, set designing, and singing the lead role simultaneously. The experiment was successful with only the smallest of missteps, bringing a much celebrated triumph to the theater and the singing-director. The exceptional project lent wings to the ensemble and created an artistic result that would do credit to any international operatic stage. Cura makes no effort to conceal the fact that the excesses of the Regietheater are not his style. Nevertheless, his version of the Samson story is not historical correct and seeks a middle course between a careful update and a clear focus on the core message of the Biblical drama. Camille Saint-Saëns’ Samson et Dalila has always been difficult to stage effectively since its static chorus scenes seem closer to oratorio than to a passionate, theatrically effective opera. Set in a gloomy oil field in modern times, this production references the current potential for conflict in the Middle East without exploring more deeply the political dimensions. In this respect, the production remained a bold one, motivated by the atmospheric and committed to a point of view. For the more intimate scenes of the second act with its fateful meeting with Dalila, Cura surprised with powerful metaphors that stunned most particularly in its simplicity. The warm and enthusiastic encouragement he earned at the end was not just for the highly gifted singer-actor. José Cura left no doubt that he must still be considered in the forefront in the heroic roles such as Samson. In his baritone-like timbre, the dramatic fire of his performance and the sheer impact of his effort, but also the delicate lyricism enabled by his technique, he impressed once more. Julia Gertseva was an equal partner. This second act gave free rein to emotions and brought to the Karlsruhe opera a vocal triumph of the highest level, one which should rank [high] when writing the history of the theater.”
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Tenor José Cura directs and sings Saint-Saëns' opera "Samson" Pforzheimer Zeitung Ruth Wolfstieg 18 October 2010 [Computer-assited-translation // Excerpts] Saint-Saëns' Samson et Dalila in Karlsruhe is a production that seems explosively contemporary. Yet its hallmark is not a deliberate modernization. On the contrary, its visual power seems to transcend time. It is not director's theater, then, but firmly rooted in the historical context of Palestine/Israel three thousand years ago, in which Camille Saint-Saëns set his opera. These building blocks are not historically interpreted but abstracted, so that they remain open to any other context. José Cura, who directed, designed the stage set, and sings the title role, achieves an impressive balancing act between concrete history and generalized interpretation, between "so it was" and "so it can happen again."
The stage design of the three imposing towers that dominates the first and third acts already encompasses everything: they could be mine derricks, drilling rigs in an oil field fraught with disaster, or the oversized watchtowers of a concentration camp. The dramatic setting and the musically superb performance by the entire ensemble fill these images with a stirring artistic intensity. Saint-Saëns's opera actually contains two stories: that of Samson and Dalila and that of Samson and the Israelite people. What belongs together in the biblical original falls into two parts in Saint-Saëns's work. Saint-Saëns also first composed the middle act as a great tragedy of love and seduction between the title characters. Only later did he compose the framing acts as a grand drama of autonomy, liberation, and justice. Failed Freedom Hero The fact that the almost ultimate failure of the freedom hero Samson is accidentally triggered by Dalila is actually irrelevant to the overall narrative; it could have had any other cause. This split, which is also expressed in the music itself, was not resolved by the production. The act, which focuses on Samson and Delilah as a couple, was sung by Julia Gertseva as Dalila with a captivating, seductive vocal artistry of her sensual mezzo-soprano, ranging from the finest nuances of (feigned) lovesickness to overwhelming, supreme passion. José Cura's radiant tenor and Gertseva outdid each other in the most captivating vocal ecstasy. The excellent performances of the choir, rehearsed by Ulrich Wagner, and the energetic orchestra under the inspired direction of Jochen Hochstenbach also left no musical gaps. The ensemble of soloists delivered convincing performances, notable among them being Stefan Stoll's powerful stage presence as the High Priest. The visual impression was somewhat marred by the overly repetitive footsteps of the actors, whether by Dalila's companions, the Hebrew people, or even the children. This schematic nature reflects the fact that Saint-Saëns originally conceived the opera as a non-staged oratorio. Cura's idea of including children, however, emphasized the revolutionary spirit of the production. Ultimately, José Cura shone through, not only as the leading character, but also with his highly dramatic performance, which reached the existential level in his voice and expression.
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Oil Towers as Symbol of Human Greed
Badisches Tagblatt Nike Luber Star tenor José Cura produces a modern version of Saint-Saëns’ opera Samson et Dalila in Karlsruhe and shines in the title role [Computer-assisted translation // Excerpt] José Cura has a message: violence always begets violence. When the underdogs prevail they in turn become the oppressors. His message fits this opera, which the Argentinean star tenor knows inside and out. He has sung the role often and has become exasperated with productions that remain stuck in distant Biblical times. Although the story is from the Old Testament, for Cura the material is timeless. The Badisches Staatstheater gave the singer the opportunity to develop Samson et Dalila based on his ideas: Cura created the stage design, the costumes, directed, and sang the role of Samson. That’s a lot for a beginning director; Samson et Dalila is only Cura’s second production. He uses symbolic images to illustrate his concepts. Between the old oil derricks representing human greed he placed the choir and extras in a tableau with a dark orange backdrop that shows the misery of the oppressed. Children at play bring the scene to life, with the children of the victors playing with the children of the defeated until parents chase the others away. This moment is not in the libretto or the Bible. José Cura introduced the children to show that all the hope for the future lie in the friendship of the children on both side. Again and again Cura builds small scenes in which the children place themselves in harm’s way to protect their friends from the other side. At the end, when Samson buries himself and his enemies under the collapsing oil derricks, the children run on stage to symbolize a world free of violence and counter violence. Cura seeks to show that this well-known spiral is not just in the Middle East conflict by the use of torture and murder. Abimelech beats the conquered Israelites until he is killed by Samson. The Israelites celebrate when they learn of the victory of the uprising but Cura counters the victory hymn by returning [from the battle] carrying the dead. In Cura’s production Samson opponents, the high priest of the Philistines and Dalila, do not shrink back [from violence]. The priest shoots a prisoner; Dalila is quick with the dagger and her maidens, who first appear as visions from another world comforting the battle-weary Israelite warriors, turn out to be bloodthirsty sluts who in the last act cut the throats of the prisoners. Not every symbol that Cura introduces fits together, but his message is clear…. [Section on the chorus -- Badisches Staatstheater chorus was supplemented and sang with impressively beautiful and transparent sound.] From supporting to main roles, soloists took to their tasks with verve. Stefan Stoll played the high priest as a cynical man of violence with gusto and the anger with which he curses Samson came through his voice with color and fervor. Julia Gertseva’s Dalila was similarly cut. She used her mezzo-soprano voice intelligently in her three big, sensual arias. That she is not really interested in Samson is perhaps a bit too obvious. In any case, the interaction with José Cura as Samson wasn’t really shaped by an erotic crackling but rather by the psychological warfare of a couple in the final stages of their relationship. Cura shone when singing the emotional outbursts of Samson, his sung prayer for power were of impressive intensity. The audience of the Badisches Staatstheater reveled in Cura’s exceptional, wonderfully warm and powerful voice. The applause at the premiere showed real empathy between the singer-director and Karlsruhe….. |
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Applause for Thrilling Saint-Saëns Opera DPA
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2010 Samson et Dalila ranks among the masterpieces of 19th century French Opera-- and among the showpieces favored by the Argentine tenor José Cura.
For the Badische Staatstheatre he has staged his version of the story about the superhero Samson, who succumbs to the seductive charms of the Philistine Dalila. On Friday evening, he saw himself celebrated on stage in Karlsruhe as a unified three-in-one: eponymous hero, director and stage designer.
This 'stroke of genius' by the composer Saint-Saëns overflows with enchantingly beautiful music. But for directors it is considered a hard nut to crack. The story can be staged as a biblically-costumed drama or be updated by hook and by crook. José Cura, for years now an outstanding portrayer of Samson, takes a third road: the opera as timeless parable about power, powerlessness, violently forceful control and oppression.
He places his version in the Near East, on an oil field, an area of contention between two ethnic groups. Saint-Saens has them as Jews and Philistines, but this bloody dispute could play out in many a region.
Samson et Dalila runs a scant three acts, molded with virtuosity into three musical high points. The audience of this Karlsruhe premiere was not able to evade its effect. José Cura, a multi-talented hell of a guy, put up a singing duel with Julia Gertseva (Dalila) which was top notch (on the highest level). Stefan Stoll as high priest and Lukas Schmid as military chief were their equals.
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A bit of a dissenting voice..... Samson et Dalila Onlike Musik Magazin Christoph Wurzel 15 October 2010
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Karlsruhe has secured a world-class star for this production: José Cura, the top Argentinian tenor, who is also in demand worldwide for the role of Samson. And Cura had a lot of ambition – not only did he want to sing the leading role, but also take on the direction, including designing the costumes and sets. Experienced directors have already failed to capture this piece. And unfortunately, even Cura, who truly masters the tenor role perfectly but is only delivering his second [sic] directorial effort, was unable to extract any convincing aspects from this opera about the treacherous seduction of the Hebrew hero Samson by the sex appeal of the pagan priestess Dalila. In the program booklet, Cura has underpinned this story from the Old Testament, which is not lacking in bloodthirsty conflict resolutions, with a few statements, but they are hardly new. After all, who would deny that violence breeds hatred and hatred breeds new violence, and who would not hope that there will finally be generations that will break this vicious cycle? Children have often been theatrical symbols of such wishful thinking. And so it is in this production: the children of the Hebrews and the children of the Philistines, the warring tribes in this opera, attempt to bridge the gap between fronts in gestures of peace – a construction that is not present in the libretto and remains a foreign element here on stage, also because political violence as a historical backdrop to the plot hardly solidifies into dramatic reality. For the main themes that Cura the director specifically identified for his staging, violence and lust for power, Cura the set designer chose a symbol that simply does not capture the essence of the plot: oil derricks. The reality is neither the biblical material nor the dawning industrial age of this opera's composition focuses on any form of economic exploitation yet the two connotations that dominate this piece—the religious and the erotic—remain underexposed. But it is exactly these two forces that combine in an unholy alliance in this opera. Dalila, acting out of religious zeal and national hatred, remains a seductress on the back burner in Karlsruhe, and even Julia Gertseva's impressively voluminous and immaculately controlled mezzo voice does little to change this. There's simply no sizzle – neither at the beginning of Act 2 during the erotic preliminaries in the lesbian nest (with numerous playmates from the choir) nor in the actual seduction scene with Samson, where even lascivious wriggling doesn't help. Jochem Hochstenbach, with the excellently performing Staatskapelle, strives mightily to coax as much atmosphere out of the music as possible. He allows the timbres to shimmer richly and savors the sensual chromaticism. Cura himself also sings magnificently through the part, heroically enough, admittedly with some airs and graces (sobs and grinds), also lyrical and heartfelt, but his performance is so sedated that at times the action stalls and promptly falls into the crucial trap already inherent in the librettist's dramatically weak plot structure: he falls victim to the opera's basic oratorical gesture. None of the gaps and contradictions can be explained or resolved by this directorial concept. So there is not much left for the staging but to provide the backdrop for a musically successful presentation, in which the supporting roles (Stefan Stoll as the pagan priest and Lukas Schmidt as the Philistine general) are also very well cast. It comes as no surprise when even the dramatic climax fizzles out and the Philistine temple only collapses in slow motion at the end and not even completely - powerless like this entire production. Conclusion: José Cura was outstanding as a singer. But he shouldn't have directed.
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Samson et Dalila in Karlsruhe -- José Cura as Director and Singer Violence, Fanaticism, Betrayal
Gabor Halasz Rheinpfalz A prominent second jobber staged the first new opera production of the season for Karlsruhe: José Cura, one of the world's leading tenors and a sensational multi-talent. And the Argentine top-level singer, who is also active as conductor on occasion, designed and appointed the set for his acclaimed production of Saint-Saens' "Samson et Dalila" as well. That he would take on the role of Samson to boot was all but obvious. To come to the point right away: Cura knows his job, has mastered the director's craft. What he put on the stage of the Badische Staatstheater made sense. The singer-director offered up an altogether plausible version, which thankfully omitted superficial updating. And it's not that the Middle East conflict wouldn't present itself at first glance as an updated setting for this biblical story which takes place in the Gaza Strip--if in all likelihood with the effect of a worn-out cliché. Even though he had refrained from this up-to-the-minute relevance, Cura by no means abstained from referring to the present time; rather, he unquestionably comments on threats with which the world is faced these days. In his view, the themes molding this opera are power and domination, sex, betrayal, fanaticism, and killing driven by religious zeal. Thus, in Karlsruhe there were scenes of violence, brutality and warlike barbarity, of seduction and hypocritical eroticism, in which lust for power, hunger for revenge and unbridled blind passion characterized the actions of the main players. The high priest of the Philistines functioned as manipulator, as mastermind of this cruel game; an unscrupulous power politician, he was first seen during his big, decisive duet with Dalila in a highly symbolic way as a larger-than-life shadow projected on a drop curtain, entering onto the scene only for the final part. By contrast, the children were carriers of hope and shining lights: the Philistine children as well as the Hebrew children, who wanted to play together peacefully in spite of the opposition of their relatives and even repeatedly found ways to prevent the worst. The dynamism of Cura's production was captivating in many respects. For all its economy, the set design, a desert landscape with three stage-high watchtowers, "an abandoned oil camp" (Cura), also had an optical appeal of its own. The most hauntingly powerful moment staged was the excitingly intense and sensitively acted seduction and fake love scene, where Samson found himself continually entangled, caught in a white stage-high veil or net-- code for Dalila's web of seduction. It remained doubtful, however, whether doing without the ballets was worthwhile. The teasing playfulness, the exchange of tender caresses among the young Philistine maidens in the first act and the sadistic orgies during the Bacchanale seemed more like awkward stopgaps. Furthermore, some ideas, which were still relatively interesting to read in the program booklet, were of insignificant effect when actually put on the stage. […] Cura was brilliant as Samson, with an exquisitely colored, sonorous, in the high notes brightly shining tenor (voice). Moreover, he delivered a highly sensitive, multi-faceted character portrayal, fascinating vocally as well as for his acting. […] |
Sex and Lies, God and Oil Badische-Zeitung Heinz W. Koch 20 October 2010 [Computer-assisted Translation // Excerpts] The Badisches Staatstheater in Karlsruhe took good care of Camille Saint-Saëns´ opera Samson et Dalila. The special feature: tenor José Cura presented as director, set designer and eponymous hero. He would have been called a ‘jack of all trades’ in earlier days; nowadays he is multi-talented. José Cura is no longer content to merely sing. He conducts often—like his colleagues Domingo and Schreier; he has performed, for example, Puccini’s Butterfly at the Vienna State Opera. However, this tenor of the first rank wants even more. He worked as a director and set designer in Cologne with Verdi’s Ballo in Maschera with limited success, then in Nancy and at home in Buenos Aires. And now Karlsruhe. He has starred in the Staatstheater on several occasions. Now he offers himself in Camille Saint-Saens' opera Samson and Dalila as director, set designer and eponymous hero. And? No question he is able to do it. What he does is professional. It is strong and discussable and certainly not a show act for Kultur-Boulevard. Cura is surely no revolutionary director; still he does not lose sight of the present. The first and third acts do not play out in either a ‘large square in Gaza City’ or inside the temple of Dagon but instead in an abandoned oil camp. And it is not the temple that the blinded and abused Hebrew muscle man Samson causes to collapse with the help of his God—it is the drilling rigs that are beginning to topple when the curtain falls. Speaking of Gaza: the (too) obvious idea of replacing the fight of the Hebrews against the Philistines with conflict between the Israeli and the Palestinians was initially successful but the result, ultimately, was that the co- and counter-existence of the ethnic groups seems without contours, arbitrary. Cura also invents [the role] of the children: that the kids (“Children are the letters we write to the future”) from warring nations play peacefully together and protect each other from their own leaders is one of the better takes from the clever program booklet-phrase by the singer-director when noticed in the choral bustle. …. One of the visual strengths is the ‘love’ scene between the title couple. Dalila is paid by the High Priest of the Philistines to elicit the secret of Samson’s strength, his thick main of hair: an act of lying and an unscrupulous use of sexual power in the service of the state. The love scene is infamously ‘staged’ by Dalila and Cura shows this clearly –and with a simple pictorial idea of entanglement: a stage-high white curtain veil in which Samson gets caught and is literally wrapped. The unmistakable strength of the evening actual apart from a few diffuse moments in the strings, was the high musical quality. […Comments on the excellence of the orchestra and music under the conducting of Jochem Hochstenbach…] The Dalila was sung by the very credible Russian Julia Gertseva, slim mezzo soprano of the finest differentiation who only right at the top was sometimes a trace too shrill. And Cura the singer? An apparently fully mature steel-voiced tenor, blessed with the right material who mastered the gestures of the folk hero as well as the desperate lyricism of the humiliated. However, he could be more articulate in singing French. The ovation at the end -- with all the backstage workers welcomed onto the stage—seemed somewhat like an anticipated premiere party.
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Curtain Call and Backstage
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Confessions of Backstage Junkies A couple of times each year, Kira and I pack our bags, climb on board a plane, fly thousands of miles to stay in a different hotel in a different city in a different country, all for the intense pleasure and great joy of watching José Cura perform. We have seen José in new productions, old productions, strange productions, even a few horrible productions; we’ve enjoyed great performances, not so great performances, and, best of all, some astonishing performances. We’ve gone through at least two sets of luggage, lost cameras and wallets and keepsakes and electronics and jewelry. We’ve experienced the best and the absolute worst of plane travel, including delays, cancellations, downgrades, upgrades, turbulence and motion sickness. Kira has grown into a lovely young woman and I have grown ….older. Best of all we carry with us memories of unforgettable moments that we can share for the rest of our lives. But I confess sometimes (always) the performances are not quite enough and we feel the tug of the artist’s entrance. I don’t know why. We have always done it, from the very first time we attended a Cura performance in March 2000 in Washington DC (a fabulous, heart-stopping Otello) to the very last one we attended in Karlsruhe (an intriguing, original Samson). There is an element of masochism in the process: we have waited in dark and light, in rain and snow, in blistering heat and freezing cold, indoors and outdoors, in garages and under awnings in the hopes of a nod or smile or a passing word. It is such a strange thing, to leave the fantasy of the theater in search of the reality of the man, to wait for what can sometimes be hours in the hopes of a meaningful encounter with a person who doesn’t really care if we are waiting for him or not—after all, who are we? Sometimes we wait in vain – we average a roughly 50% success rate at the meet and greet and that includes the times that we merely catch a glimpse as José passes by, often surrounded by friends or co-workers or a wave from the distance. And yet, after so many years and hundreds of thousands of miles we still don’t have the slightest idea why it is so important to complete the evening with a visit to the backstage area. Samson et Dalila is a massively difficult, fatiguing opera for a tenor who immerses himself as fully into the role as José Cura, and in Karlsruhe he shouldered the extra burden of director and set designer. We had no right to expect José to appear (in truth, we never have any right to expect an appearance but hope flies with us from the US) yet we happily joined the pilgrimage to the backstage. The first night we waited as the backstage emptied of singers and musicians and supernumeraries and we fidgeted as the big crowd grew smaller and then smaller still until a sympathetic security guard gently ushered us out and locked the doors behind us. Somewhere tucked away inside that massive building, José was still hard at work, reviewing the first videos from the Samson et Dalila DVD he is producing. He would labor on long after we were tucked into bed and sleeping peacefully and would still be at it the next day as we walked the charming zoo. Still, our greedy needs unmet, we slumped back to our hotels. The second night José arrived, freshly scrubbed and relaxed, and surveyed the crowd. “I am tired and I am hungry,” he joked with a wry smile and happy glint in his eyes. “Tell me what you want of me.” And then, just as he has done hundreds of times before, José sat down and in that delightfully warm way of his, he welcomed all of us with charm and focus. It has always been amazing to me how, in such a crowd, José cans so easily make each of us feel special. But getting anywhere close to the now seated José proved impossible; a solid wall of people closed around him and not a single person was willing to move, not for the elderly lady who tried to say hello, not for the blonde-haired woman who had traveled thousands of miles for a single performance, not for Kira even after José called out for her, and certainly not for someone trying to take a few snaps with a loud camera. In short, with nothing but a sea of bobbing bodies and heads in front of me and a growing sense of frustration, I refocused on José’s words: why were we there? What did we—what did I—want from him? ** I first heard José Cura's voice when Mom brought home a CD by Sarah Brightman (Time to Say Goodbye). Then we found Puccini Arias and realized we had fallen in love with the voice of one of the greatest new musical talents in opera. We discovered he was coming to The Washington Opera to star in Otello in March 2000. Almost on whimsy, we bought tickets, packed our car and Mom, Stephanie, and I set out from San Antonio to Washington DC for to see our first ever opera. It may have been our last, too, except one of our friends was kind enough to ask if we could be added to the backstage list to visit José in his dressing room. I was 11 years old, swallowed whole in an ocean of adults, scared to death to be there and not sure how this stranger would feel about a kid entering his world. Someone pushed me forward and I was in front of this giant, staring down at me, not saying a word. I had practiced a little speech that I mumbled—I was the annoying little girl who had been bugging him for a while; if he only knew then how annoying I would become! But he smiled his huge, big smile, bent down so he was my size and I wasn’t nervous anymore. José Cura turned out to be one of the nicest people I have ever met. If his voice introduced him, the size of his heart was what sent us to venues around the world. Without the personal contact with this special man ten years ago, we might never have gone to London, then Madrid, and Wiesbaden and Vienna, and … well, the world got a whole lot smaller once we got to know José Cura backstage at the opera. ** Backstage is a confusing place to begin with, a no-man’s land that separates the performers and theatre support staff (those that do) from the wanna-bes (those that don’t): it makes clear that while we might conceptually, intellectually be equal, we are not really. Those on the inside, their jobs done and their long day finally over, want to break free and get on with their lives; those on the outside want somehow to grab hold, connect, become, if even for a brief moment, a part of that other world, to feel that the wide gulf between the artist and the audience has been bridged, to reaffirm the democratic principles that all are essential the same and all essentially worthy. And there I stand, old enough to understand that in the scheme of the artistic world I am nothing at all, still clinging to the possibilities of maybe this tine would be different. Maybe this time, the nth time, would be the time when I (and all the rest of us) would be viewed as something more than just a grateful audience member. José is not obligated to sign autographs or pose for photos or chat with any of us after a performance. It’s not part of the contract he signs with the theater, not part of the job description to be found under the title ‘tenor.’ He comes to us on his own time, at his own volition, because he is full of grace and has a gentle heart. There are those who don’t and aren’t: a well-known baritone, when asked why he won’t sign autographs or talk to fans, reportedly said (paraphrase), “I am paid to sing. I am not paid to be nice.” Fair enough. And yet for every self-serving, dismissive individual like this baritone, there are hosts of generous, kind performers who are willing to take the time to mingle with us, we the great unwashed with all our flaws and follies. And there, hidden behind the mob of fans, sat the man who had just delivered a performance of incredible integrity and great physicality. He was tired. He was hungry. We have no idea what kind of day he had experienced or what was weighing on his mind. He asked us to tell him what we wanted of him. What indeed. Maybe all we really wanted was to believe he willingly set aside his free time to be with us, not just because his assistant told him to he should, but because he wanted to. Maybe we wanted to believe we weren’t just bottoms in seats and invisible faces in the dark but individuals who had something to say, even if it was silly and mundane and a repetition of words spoken hundreds of times in hundreds of venues. Maybe all we wanted was an affirmation that it wasn’t just the paycheck that kept him climbing back on the stage performance after performance but something more, something that had to do with us, his fans. Maybe we just wanted to believe that our support and commitment would belay the pangs of guilt we felt because we were keeping him from food and bed. ** I have so many wonderful memories of the minutes we share at the artist’s entrance with José. Once, backstage at Covent Garden, two fans were arguing, publicly and loudly, about which one was José’s favorite. The discussion went on far too long and finally, after a wink in my direction, José settled the matter. “She is my favorite!” he said, pointing to me. It was a lovely, funny moment that instantly defused the tension and settled the argument with a laugh, even if the two furious fans glared at me the rest of the evening! Of course, it wasn’t true because I’m not his favorite, not even close. I’m just a face he recognizes after a decade of standing outside the stage door. But still, it was nice and the memory lingers… ** I wish I could say my motives for going to the artist’s entrance are simply to congratulate José for a job well done but the camera around my neck calls my bluff. I obviously want more and the list of wants may be longer than I would like to admit. I would love to have a meaningful discussion of the performance. I would love to probe gently why José elected to stage the scene this way or that, or what made him think of attacking his character from this perspective rather than that one. But reality pulls me back and ties my tongue: why would he care what I thought? Who am I? I carry no credentials; I don’t work in his career field; I am not a professional critic or a particularly astute amateur one; heaven knows I can’t even carry a tune (or, as Kira will attest, hold a single recognizable note). And does he really want to rehash the night’s performance in response to my stuttering, inane comments as his stomach grumbles and his eyelids hang heavy? The audacity on my part is remarkable. The camera with its huge lens is heavy. I want photos. That much is undeniable. I justify my mania for snapping by saying Kira and I take photos with the express purpose of sharing with other fans, that we paper Bravo Cura with the best of the best in an effort to celebrate—and sell—the art and artistry of José Cura. I can point out that I deliberately use the long lens because it means I don’t have to intrude, that I can set up across the room and not bother people who have better and more meaningful things to say to him. I don’t want to interfere with the experiences of anyone else—I’ve talked with fans who have been captivated by those few minutes of conversation and know that they will cherish the moment for the rest of their lives—so I carry the heavy lens and try to be invisible. And yet it is evenings like this, when José has slipped wearily down into a chair and been mobbed, that renders that long lens so meaningless: not even the top of his head is visible. I try to position myself carefully: with the long lens, paradoxically, the closer I get the harder it is to take a good picture. The lens passes between the heads of two women. They look at me and move closer together. The lens is jarred, the shot ruined. I smile, trying to get the words out that they will understand. I’m only trying to get a photo, one photo, then I will move on. They turn away, shoulders now locked together. I stand on tiptoes. Off balance and trying to shoot between them, I snap again. The picture is blurred. I circle looking for a spot, find one, take aim just as someone steps in front of me. I have a quarter of the frame filled with the tenor’s face and ¾ a frame of shaggy hair. I move again and line up a clear shot when someone bends down to have a private conversation with José. I wait, as patiently as I can knowing that time is now running out for any sort of decent photo. The conversation goes on and on and on, the woman’s head fully blocking José’s as she whispers to him. I understand the fan’s need and know she will eventually step back and disappear but all I want is a few good photographs before José leaves. I want the physical evidence (even if it is in digital format) that would serve as my memory as time passed. ** Some venues are more fan-friendly than others. Zurich used to be one of my favorite spots because on cold nights you can sometimes wedge into the foyer and stand in comfortable heat waiting for José.. And when he steps outside, there is still enough light for the photos without the flash. But a few years ago, the appearances became more of a gamble and now our backstage experiences in Zurich have fallen well below the average. Covent Garden was another wonderful place, because they have a huge long counter that José can stand behind and we can snap away and watch and listen and no one has to crowd. Of course, that was before the management instituted some security changes that started to make it harder to meet and greet the star. Vienna is not my favorite backstage place and there are a couple of reasons: the room where José normally sits to sign is very small and he has MANY (wonderful) fans in Vienna, so if you don’t get to the artist’s entrance early, you don’t get there at all, because NO ONE ever leaves until José does. And if you do manage to wedge in and you happen to be small, it is more than likely you will get backed into or stepped on before you ever get close enough to see him at all. ** Suddenly, the stars align and I aim and snap only to receive the look. I know my snapping annoys him. José may be a public person but his career is based in part on his careful control of his image and I am taking that image to use without permission. Part of me feels the disapproval and hesitates; part of me rationalizes that I am serving as the eyes of all those who cannot travel, who will never be in this position, will never see José backstage, who live vicarious through the photos we post on Bravo Cura. I know because we get the grateful emails, so I snap again and again, ignoring the look that eats into me, knowing that under these circumstances, with the indoor lighting, the crowds, the constant moving and jostling, I will be lucky to get one good photo out of the fifteen I manage to take. At the moment, my ‘want’ is focused on capturing the magic of the moment in digital format so I can share it with people around the world. It has been almost 20 minutes since José came out and sat down. The same handful of folks still surrounds him, blocking him from the rest of us, monopolizing him, owning him. The woman who would not move to let me take my one photo now has a small digital camera she clicks relentlessly but she won’t move aside for anyone else. Not one of these human blockades has asked for an autograph; not one, from what I have been able to hear, has asked a questioned. And yet they stand and stare and block. I’ve seen them before; they are the same ones who will travel to other venues and stand and stare and block while those behind strain to catch a glimpse or hear the words. Maybe that is all these folks want, to be here at this moment to tell others of the when and where and the once upon a time. It’s important to them to just be here. ** I have stood outside at venues with some of the nicest people in the world as we chat for hours waiting José to arrive and yet they never shove or push; they wait patiently for a chance to say something and then they gracefully move aside. Then there are the others, the ones who want all of him for themselves and don’t want to share at all even in a public space. It’s not enough that they block everyone from getting close or they carry a zillion things for him to sign. It's as if they don't want to share the experience with all the lovely others. People are funny, aren’t they? ** I look around. Many of the true fans, the better souls among us, stand respectfully apart. Some give ground willingly, moving back to give others chances to see and hear. These beautiful ones only want to wish José the best, to express their affection, to let him know they care. They want nothing more from José than that he accept their affection. They want only to give and their generosity shames me. I smile into the face of one them, a lovely woman we know best through her emails to Bravo Cura; she is kind and gentle and sweet and she reads the frustration in my face. She offers me her space if it will give me the view I need to take my photo, an act of grace typical of the best of José’s followers. I thank her and snap twice, getting a decent photo. I am grateful but move on, giving her back her spot and wishing her the best. Kira, all 5’2”of her, has long since given up trying to make her way through the unmoving crowd. She stands with a group who are the givers rather than takers—Kira is a kindred soul. Experience has taught her that those who block José will not budge to let any intruder past. Even when José calls for her, she knows it is useless to respond. Through the crowd I hear his voice: someone has brought a thick stack of items to be signed. I’ve seen it before, in England, in Germany, in Austria, someone approaches wherever José sits with a dozen or so items and asks that each be signed. Most of the time, the articles have nothing at all to do with the performance just completed; they are random memorabilia not yet branded. I hear José, his voice rising is surprise. He is kind, though: he will sign three of the items, a generous gesture which will probably not be enough to satisfy the requester. He has already told us he is tired and he is hungry; he has already been kind enough to sit with us a while, yet it is still not enough. We want more from him. He’s about to get up. The women who have blocked all access to him now descend, demanding personal, one on one time. José obliges with a smile—he is so good to us. He’s on his feet. He stops to hug a traveler he hasn’t seen for a while, then calls out once more for Kira. My camera and I are trapped on the other side of the room, blocked by the swarm of people who are now following him toward the artist's door. He’s hugging my daughter, calling for me to take a photo but people won’t move and I’m struggling to get through. He calls me mama as if I don’t exist as an independent person, as if I don’t have a name, as if I’m not a real individual but just a thing, an appendage, a universal object, a nothing. I swallow back the dismay of knowing that after so many years I don't really exist at all, I'm just a thing That shows up now and then but hdoesn't register as a thing of value. I manage one shot, then a second and then José is gone. I didn’t get to ask my questions or tell him how much I enjoyed his performance. I didn’t get to say anything at all to him. He’s off for food and friends and then to bed. We are left to walk back to the hotel wondering why it matters so much to us to be backstage when so many times we are left saddened by the experience.. We walk out into the cold night, José’s question still ringing clearly: what do you want from me?
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