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Classical Music, Metropolitan Opera, Opera

The Right Kind of Advertising

Ben Rosen, former Board Member of the Met, has a fascinating post at his blog about the Met’s turnaround under the leadership of Peter Gelb. (Thanks to Alex Ross for pointing it out.) The whole essay is worth reading if you have any interest in the future of the classical music business or in the fortunes of the Met, but I want to highlight one passage in particular, concerning the marketing of Philip Glass’s opera “Satyagraha.” Apparently, prior to Gelb’s arrival the Met had no marketing team–marketing wasn’t seen as necessary with the number of sold-out performances they were playing. But in 2002, after years of steadily running at around 92% box office capacity, box office collapsed to 82% and began a steady decline to 77% in 2006. Rosen says that in the 90s the Met was selling out most nights, but in 2006 they sold out only 10% of performances.

As the 2007-08 season began, here’s what happened: Seven performances of Satyagraha was scheduled for the spring of 2008. Many subscribers who found Satyagraha included in their series decided to opt out of the Glass opera — they traded in their seats for other operas. And single-ticker buyers turned out to be equally cool to the prospect of watching a Sanskrit work. Normally, as a season progresses, single-ticket sales start out filling up the house. But a funny thing happened in this case. The forecasted box office of Satyagraha started declining, and at an alarming rate. The more time that passed, the worse the box office ahead looked. If this continued, there was a chance the opera would play to near-empty houses.

So a marketing task force was put together. For a modest budget, aided by contributions from a board member, the team was able to create dozens of different marketing initiatives designed to attract specialized audiences. New-age magazines yoga groups, anti-apartheid organizations, India groups, South African organizations, et al.

It worked. By the end of its run, Satyagraha had sold out its run. (By the way, it was a terrific production. I like to quip that Satyagraha is now my favorite Sanskrit opera.) Next year, the same team will have an opportunity to apply its narrow-focus marketing techniques to selling the John Adams opera, Doctor Atomic — a contemporary work about the creation of the atomic bomb.

Classical music organizations often fear that contemporary music scares away subscribers, and in this case it was true. The solution, usually, is either to program less new music or to essentially subsidise the new music performances with revenue (ticket sales and fundraising) from other more “audience-friendly” performances. But in this case all that was needed was an intelligent marketing campaign. Too few organizations do any real marketing efforts, and many of the ones that do focus on existing audiences. Note that the advertising strategy for Satyagraha wasn’t to push the opera harder to the existing audience base or to try to find an existing base of new-music fans–they targeted their advertising to people interested in the themes of the opera. Note also that the advertising matched a specific program with specific groups of people rather than trying to sell the organization or classical music in general to specific groups or to a general audience, or worrying about selling the specific program to a general audience. We don’t think of new age magazines or anti-apartheid groups as full of classical music lovers or potential classical music converts, and so we don’t advertise to them, but it turns out that when the program has direct relevance to their affinity advertising pays off handsomely. We shouldn’t be surprised–this is how modern marketing works–and yet I see very little of it in classical music.

My secondary point is that the success of the Satyagraha marketing campaign illustrates an important feature of industry trends. The subscription model of ticket sales is failing, and the main reason is simply that people have many options for entertainment and prefer to diversify. Attempts to salvage the subscription model may show short-term success (in fact, Met subscriptions are back up do to the fact that subscribers get first dibs on shows that are likely to sell out) but are doomed to failure over the long term. The solution, however, isn’t to appeal to the mythical “general audience,” it’s to use modern marketing strategies to pitch specific events to specific populations. I look forward to seeing how the marketing stratgy for “Doctor Atomic” plays out.

Classical Music, Composers, Contemporary Classical, Opera, San Francisco

APPOMATTOX: The War Within

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Human behavior’s funny. The more we try to change the more we don’t seem able to. Are we cursed to repeat the same mistakes in our private lives — with lovers, friends — as well as in our public ones? Are we genetically condemned to disjunction, discord, and war, like Sisyphus trying to keep that enormous rock from crushing him each day? Philip Glass’ SF Opera commission, APPOMATTOX, which world premiered 5 October, and which I caught 16 October, seems to accept these things as givens. Its ostensible subject is Robert E. Lee’s surrender to U.S. Grant at Appomattox Court House, Virginia, on 9 April 1865, and its subsequent impact. But its central question seems to be how can we change history if we can’t even change ourselves?   

These are weighty questions, and Glass’ music addresses them with seriousness and point. The opening figure for double basses and wind mixtures is immediately affecting. Then Julia Dent Grant (soprano Rhoslyn Jones) emerges from a backlit alcove in Riccardo Hernandez’s umbrous metal set, her posture contained, “The spring campaign ___  In four short years I have grown to dread those words … ”  She joins four other women — Mary Custis Lee (soprano Elza van den Heever), her daughter Julia Agnes (soprano Ji Young Yang), Mary Todd Lincoln (soprano Heidi Melton), and her black seamstress Elizabeth Keckley (mezzo Kendall Gladen) — in an almost Baroque lament on the sorrows of war — ” never before has so much blood been drained … Let this be the last time.. ” The women who stand behind their men and keep it all together are, of course, the unsung heroines of any war, and Glass’ immediate focus on them, signals this piece’s unwavering depth.

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Classical Music, Contemporary Classical, Opera

Die Meisterbators

From today’s Deutsche Welle:

Germany’s annual Bayreuth Festival of Wagner operas began on Wednesday with a highly anticipated, make-or-break production by the 29-year-old great-granddaughter of the composer Richard Wagner.

And while the applause after the first two acts of Wagner’s only “comic” opera was friendly, the audience — which included a smorgasbord of German political and social elite — was less amused by the third and final act, which featured a few minutes of full frontal nudity, a bizarre sight of Richard Wagner dancing in his underwear and a bunch of master singers horsing around the stage with oversized penises.

Contemporary Classical, New York, Opera

Beverly Sills, 1929-2007

Beverly Sills, the All-American diva from Brooklyn, has died of cancer.  Bubbles, as she was known to all, was a big lady with a big heart whose down-to-earth personality, talent and lifelong dedication to Lincoln Center made her a treasure for the city’s arts establishment.  I never heard her sing live in her prime but there are those who swear her Lucia and Rosina were among the best.  She was a hometown heroine who will be missed. 

UPDATE

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Classical Music, Contemporary Classical, Opera

Cue the Tenor

So, the wonderful Serbian film director Emir Kusterica’s new opera Time of the Gypsies (based on his zany film of the same name) opened last night in Paris.  Woody Allen is directing Puccini and David Cronenberg is prepping The Fly for L.A.  Anthony Minghella, Michael Haneke, Zhang Yimou. What is happening here? Have we run out of opera directors? Have film directors done operas in the past? Are opera companies just hoping that a high profile director can pack the seats?

Classical Music, Composers, Contemporary Classical, Opera

Young Caesar in Lust

Any musical work which has a long. complex, and– dare I say it? –troubled history — can’t help but raise a red flag.  Is the artist wrestling with something alive and kicking, or is he or she merely tinkering? Lou Harrsion’s “gay opera” Young Caesar, which began as a 1969 commission from the group Encounters, was first staged as a puppet opera for vocalists and 5 instrumentalists.  A subsequent version, for 11 instrumentalists, onstage singers, and full chorus, followed, and this one, performed by the Portland Gay Men’s Chorus in 1988, was roundly criticized, though the performers, some of whom were “coming out” for the first time in it, embraced the work wholeheartedly. A further revised version for the Lincoln Center Festival, to be directed by Mark Morris, and conducted by Dennis Russell Davies, fell through Yet Harrison ( 1917- 2003 ) persisted — “I’m going to get that work right before I die ” — and French Canadian conductor Nicole Paiement, who premiered  “the final cut”, or Urtext, if you will, in San Francisco in mid-February was an avid midwife in the process. But what are we to make of the final product? Was it worth the wait, or is it too little and too late? A little bit of both, but more of the latter.

What went wrong? Well, judged from what saw or didn’t see — timidity on all sides, as well as narration, recitatives, and spoken texts ad infinitum, which made it sound like a largely 2 hour 41 minute lecture instead of a live theatrical event, which is incredible given the fact that Young Caesar purports to show how the man who’d one day rule the world, started to become that person.  But Robert Gordon’s book fails to deliver the goods, and if the spine of a piece isn’t strong how can it stand up and move, and if the subject, forget style, doesn’t catch fire, all the revisions in the world amount to nothing but window dressing. That’s sad because Harrison has been the important, influential — on Paul Dresher and many others — and sometimes great composer of pieces like Mass to St. Anthony (1939), Varied Trio (1987), Piano Concerto with Selected Orchestra (1985), and the groundbreaking, with Cage, Double Music (1941).

But Harrison’s instrumental writing here for a 17 member pit band, including 5 percussionists, failed to drive the piece forward. Sure, you could argue that this composer isn’t interested in verismo melodramatics, and that he’s all for an Asian-inflected timelessness, and you’de be right, but the music as music, and the drama as  drama, failed to hold the attention. 
                                                                                                    And so we’re stuck with a talky “drama” which covers the coming of age ceremony at 16 of Caesar (tenor Eleazar Rodriguez), the political machinations of his Aunt Julia (mezzo Wendy Hillhouse), his departure for Bithynia — a kingdom bordering the Black Sea in what’s now Turkey — to get ships for General Themus (baritone William O’Neill ), where he meets King Nicomedes IV, Philopater (baritone Eugene Brancoveanu ), has his first and possibly only gay affair — historians, though not Gordon are divided on this — and departs for Rome at age 19, a changed man, poised to conquer the world. But we didn’t see, much less feel that here in director Brian Staufenbiel’s version. Instead we saw a Caesar in an unbecoming white tunic — the ugly, baldly amateurish costumes were by Richard Battle — a Nicomedes who looked like Virginia Mayo’s Helena in Victor Saville’s pic The Silver Chalice  ( 1954 ), and a drag queen, outfitted in a rosy mesh top; a black-robed chorus, who held white masks like lorgnettes — was this supposed to be camp ? — and a Julia with a Bette Midler corona of shocking red republican curls.

The whole production played like an uneasy mix of the amateur and the thoroughly professional. The only real winners here were Branconveanu, who despite the cards being stacked against him, managed to negotiate his part’s high tessitura with skill and point, and project a stage presence which overpowered Rodriguez’s adequately sung though barely stage present one — perhaps his character’s supposed to be ” a work in progress” ? — Hillhouse’s amusing Julia, Ensemble Parallele’s 19-member male chorus, and Paiement’s expert orchestra, especially in the second act overture. Strong solo turns were delivered by Yvonne Fong Lai on tack piano and celesta, Jennifer Cass on harp, Katie Rife on marimba, Graeme Jennings, violin, and Katrina Weeks, viola. But the erotic charge this piece should have had was largely missng — Caesar and Nicomedes’  bedding looked accidental and no fun despite a glaring scarlet sheet — though a white thong dance between Lawrence Pech and Peter Brandenhoff — and a still as marble pose by Peter Brandenhoff  who seemed the very embodient of Apollo struck paydirt.  I’m sure the 1st century BCE was more interesting than what we got here.

Even Mankiewicz’s much maligned, Cleopatra (1963), despite its second half longueurs, is a lot more fun, and in every way more probing, even profound  — the phenomenal score’s by Alex North. Would that Young Caesar’s book, conception, and yes, music, ascended, even briefly, to its genuine heights.

Ensemble Parallle will perform Young Caesar again, on April 3rd, 2007 at The UCSC Recital Hall, University of California, Santa Cruz. ph.  831.459.2159. http://events.ucsc.edu.tickets/

Classical Music, Contemporary Classical, New York, Opera

The Good, the Bad, and the Anal

Gérard Mortier, who is famous for painting lipstick on corpses and taking them to the ball, will become general manager and artistic director of the New York City Opera after he retires from the Paris Opera at the end of the 2008-2009 season.   Mortier ran the  Salzburg Festival in the 1990s  where he mounted such customer-unfriendly provocations as Hans Neuenfels staging of  Die Fledermaus, in which Orlofsky was a drug dealer who sold cocaine, Nazi thugs appeared on stage and Eisenstein had incestuous children who commit suicide.   Can’t wait to see what he does with Lulu.

Reminds of one of my favorite lines, from Charles T. Downey in ionarts, a couple of years ago:  “I suppose that opera all comes down to that eternal question that must be answered: anal rape or elaborate wigs?”  Indeed.

Classical Music, Composers, Contemporary Classical, Metropolitan Opera, New York, Opera

What’s So Funny About Peace, Love and Understanding?

The Metropolitan Opera announced that its co-production of Philip Glass’s Satyagraha with the English National Opera will debut next season on April 11, 2008.   The ENO is doing nine performances of Satyagraha this April.  Written in 1980, Satyagraha is based on Gandhi’s formative years in South Africa, as he developed his philosophy of nonviolent protest as a powerful force for change. It is the second work in the ”portrait” trilogy by Glass, which also includes Einstein on the Beach (1975) and Akhnaten (1983-84).  Satyagraha involves the director Phelim McDermott and the designer Julian Crouch, two of the three artistic directors of the visionary British theater company Improbable.

On the bad news front, the Met has dumped a scheduled revival of Tobias Picker’s honorable An American Tragedy in favor of Tan Dun’s terminally lame The First Emperor, apparently because it has a chance to take the production on the road to China. 

It’s great to see that Peter Gelb is going with artistic merit and not being tempted by the possibility of big crowds and big bucks.