While not really “rare” (a friend has seen 5 productions, including Prague). The Jacobin isn’t standard fare outside Czechoslovakia, but hearing it enhances Dvo?·k’s other works. This performance conducted by Ji?i B?lohl·vek was exceptionally vivid, almost eclipsing Ji?i Pinkas’s acclaimed recording. When this gets broadcast and released on CD, it will set a new benchmark.
Right from the prelude, it was clear that B?lohl·vek’s vision of the work is passionately inspired. Angular rhythms sharply defined, reflecting the pungent, sharp consonants of the Czech language. More significantly he doesn’t soften the wayward crosscurrents, but understands why they’re fundamental to the meaning of the opera. Its subject is radical — the overthrow of oppressive regimes. Even Pinkas had to be careful in 1970’s when his recording was made, under the communist regime. Now B?lohl·vek can reveal The Jacobin in its true colours.
The opera is set in a Bohemian village where the local ruler controls all aspects of the peasants’ lives. Dvo?·k makes much of church and children’s choirs, for they represent the population, subservient to authority, acting as a group without independent thought. But it’s almost 1789, and far away in France, revolution is simmering. So the Jacobin is a threat to the cozy, paternalistic system, especially because he’s an outsider from far away. Or so the locals think. But he isn’t. The dangerous stranger is the son of Count VilÈm, but the Count’s mind has been poisoned by Adolf, the usurper. Dvo?·k was writing at a time when Austria ruled Czechoslovakia, and nationalist sentiments were running high. So The Jacobin is inflammatory, with its suggestion that the natural order has been encroached upon. Under the Nazi occupation of Czechoslovakia, “Adolf’s” name had to changed, but the same principle applied in Habsburg times. Bohuö, the Count’s only son, the maligned “Jacobin” is the next legitimate ruler.
Dvo?·k writes gloriously folkloristic colour in order to emphasize Bohemian identity. Indeed, it’s so vivid that the opera might easily be dismissed as bucolic fantasy. But B?lohl·vek’s approach shows how much more there is to this music than quaintness. This is Dvo?·k, the composer who engaged with the New World, who connected to what was happening around him. Beneath the picturesque surface, life could be savage. the authorities acted arbitrarily. The Burgrave Filip threatens to have Ji?i, his rival in love, conscripted. That wasn’t an empty threat as local authorities exercised that kind of power, which often meant death. Later, the Stranger (Bohuö in disguise) gets arrested and could easily have been disappeared forever. So the dark edge to B?lohl·vek’s interpretation is absolutely perceptive, the dissonances and countermelodies expressing the turbulent upheaval essential to meaning.
Yet the energy B?lohl·vek gets from his orchestra and singers also reflects the subversive humour in the opera. The subplot revolves around Benda, the music teacher, who is a failed composer, much more obsessed by getting his performances off the ground than in what’s really going on round him. He stops the Burgrave from conscripting Ji?i, not because it’s a cruel abuse of authority but because he needs a tenor for his music! Wry self mockery on Dvo?·k’s part? This opera isn’t about the power of music as such, but how that power is used. Benda’s daughter Terinka is in love with young Ji?i, so they have to hide their love by pretending to sing a duet. But when Benda looks at the sheet music, it’s clear they aren’t following the script. The Jacobin’s wife, Julie, uses music even more proactively. Her husband is in prison and could be killed at any time, so she sneaks into the castle and plays the harp and melts the Count’s heart. Bohuö isn’t a Jacobin, she says, but a Girondist on the run. That’s OK then, says the count, and father and son reunite. Adolf is ousted and the succession will go to Julie’s children “who have never known their native land”. Fabulous rousing finale!
The female roles in The Jacobin are crucial, for it’s the women who are proactive, not the men. We don’t know why Julie was such a threat that she was the reason the Count kicked out his son in the first place, but she’s the one who has saved Bohuö in exile and now saves him again, by pluckily hiding in the old Countess’s room (“where nothing has changed”) and plays the harp melody which melts the Count’s heart. Dana Bureöov· is a principal of the National Theatre in Prague, where B?lohl·vek regularly works. She’s now familiar in London, because B?lohl·vek has made it his mission to bring Czech repertoire to this country, and Bureöov· shows how much better it is when sung idiomatically, in its own language.
Indeed, Dvo?·k emphasized the female presence by adding the aria “In autumn’s hazel shrubs, love no longer gives glory”. It expands Terinka’s role in the plot immeasurably because it’s so beautiful, and lovingly sung by Lucie Fiöer Silkenov·. Even the old wet nurse, Lotinka (Lynette Alcantara) is pivotal, though she hasn’t much to sing.
Svatopluk Sem created a darkly brooding, assertive Bohuö. He, too, is a leading figure in Prague. Jaroslav B?ezina isn’t Benno Blachut, but then, no-one is, and B?ezina’s extensive experience created a Benda with real depth of character, very impressive. Jan Martinik’s Count VilÈm covered a wide range, emotionally and musically, and Aleö Vor·?ek’s Ji?i was fresh and pert. Ji?i H·jek’s Adolf was creepily sinister, not an exaggerated stage villain but a man of sly menace, true to the role. Jozef Benci’s Burgrave Filip was very good. Filip is ponderous, stupid and slime, but Benci shows he’s not fundamentally evil, just blinded by vanity and power, as so many apparatchiks are.
How fortunate we are in London to at last have a proper connection to Czech repertoire through B?lohl·vek His role in promoting Jan·cek, Martinu, Smetana, Suk, and Dvo?·k is inestimable, because his approach is so idiomatic, non-anglicized and extremely perceptive. We’re into a whole new era of appreciating Czech music. The impact of this electrifying performance was enhanced by discreet semi-staging (Kenneth Richardson) who has worked closely with B?lohl·vek many times before. The focus is thus on the music, not the “folklore”. In the finale, the choruses, very nearly fooled into denouncing the Jacobin, now praise him, waving Czech flags. “Slava! Slava!” they have been singing to the powers that be. This time, at last, Svoboda!
product_title=Antonin Dvo?·k: The Jacobin
product_by=Bohuö: Svatopluk Sem, Julie: Dana Bureöov·, Burgrave Filip: Jozef Benci, Benda: Jaroslav B?ezina, Terinka: Lucie Fiöer Silkenov·, Ji?i: Aleö Vor·?ek, Adolf: Ji?i H·jek, Count VilÈm: Jan Martinik, Lotinka: Lynette Alcantara. BBC Singers, Andrew Griffiths, concertmaster, Trinity Boys Choir, David Swinson, concertmaster, Old Palace Chamber Choir, Gareth Hemmings, concertmaster. Conductor: Ji?i B?lohl·vek, BBC Symphony Orchsdtra, Stage Director: Kenneth Richardson. Barbican Hall, London, 4th February 2012.
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