CANNES IMPRESSIONS Part 3

Posted on May 30, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

The final installment of my Cannes Impressions focuses on the town of Cannes itself, the plazas and old town around the Palais, the marina, the Croisette (the avenue along the beach), and some views in the town periphery.

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CANNES IMPRESSIONS Part 2

Posted on May 27, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

More Premieres and the Virtual Reality / Immersive Competition

I saw 27 movies in Cannes, plus 6 of the programs/installations in the Virtual Reality / Immersive competition (more on that at the end of this post).

I saw a lot I loved or liked, a few that disappointed and one or two I loathed.

Three films enthralled/excited me so much I want to shout it from the roof tops:

Andrea Arnold’s “Bird”

Jacques Audiard’s “Emilia Perez”

Sean Baker’s “Anora”

So I’m pleased to see “Anora” win the Grand Palme and “Emilia Perez” awarded with the Jury Prize plus a Best Actress prize for all four of its female leads.

The Cannes festival screens countless films – not just the official selections in and out of competition that get premiered in the Grand Lumiére – but many more that screen through “Un Certain Regard” or the Director’s Fortnight or other rubrics, not to mention many more being screened by or for sales and distribution companies in the marché du film. It is far more than any one person can keep full tabs on.

If you have the proper accreditation, you can have access to the on-line ticket sales, which make tickets for screenings available four days earlier at 7am sharp. So every morning at 7am it is a mad on-line dash to get tickets for something, anything, four days into the festival; and then the next morning you do it again.

Movies screen at the Grand Lumiére as well as several other screening venues in the Palais, and also several theaters on the Croisette and in the main town as well as in the outskirts of Cannes; like the Cineum, a twenty minute bus ride to the West. Four screening venues, including the very fine Imax, were used there for repeat screenings of festival titles. Above is a pic of me sitting in the Cineum Imax. Right before I saw the stunning “Girl with the Needle”. That is a film one best knows nothing about before seeing it to not spoil any of the surprises. Just be forewarned it goes to some very dark places…

Below a video of the trippy hallway into and out of the Cineum Imax.

The roof garden of the Cineum.

Back near the Palais, tarp hiding some road construction is festooned with large photographs of stars of yore during their Cannes festivals.

I couldn’t help but do a goofy selfie series with some of those celebrities.

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CANNES IMPRESSIONS – Part 1

Posted on May 23, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

I spent 10 days in Cannes, attending the famous film festival on the Croisette. It’s my first Cannes. This will be the first in a series of blog posts of Cannes impressions, of the festival, the movies, the town.

Below the Cannes logo presentation that plays this year before every screening (the music is “Aquarium” from Camille Saint-Saëns’ Carneval of the Animals). No 25 minutes of previews and commercials, just this 30 second amuse bouche and then right into the movie. Oh, and rest assured I turned off my phone and put it away right after filming this:

I got to Cannes as part of a delegation of Indie filmmakers organized by Darwin Reina, who runs both Barcelona’s Love and Hope Film Festival (where “The Pit and the Pendulum – a musicabre” played) and NYC’s The North Festival (which screened both Pit and “The Tell-Tale Heart – a musicabre”.

Here’s one selfie with a good sampling of our group, many of us stayed in a villa together during our collective Cannes experience.

Here is the red carpet leading up the the Grand Lumière, Cannes’ main theater in the Palais. This is a rare moment of quiet on the carpet, in the morning, before premiere madness ensues. I’ll get to that later.

Inside the Palais are many more theaters, as well as the film market, the Marché du Film.

Some impressions of the film market, early on the first day, before things got more hectic.

Cannes’ main prizes are handed out at the end of the festival, but one film prize had a booth in the marché and handed out their prizes to different honorees each day during the festival,

Another group selfie. A lot of these are taken all the time by tons of people everywhere all the time…

Me posing for a distinguished (?) selfie with the Cannes ’24 poster and red carpet looming behind .

Another favorite selfie taking location…

My first Cannes movie was an 8:30am post-premiere morning screening of “Furiosa”. Turns out the whole tux get up is only required for the evening premieres in the Grand Lumiére – but since it was my first time walking that carpet, I got all dolled up for this one too.

Inside the Grand Lumiére.

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Beyond / Jenseits – Our Hearts Meet in the Silence

Posted on May 18, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

Section XXI of Beyond / Jenseits begins with the piano playing a mournful rendition of the lullaby, while the Woman’s Son, as played by the 2nd Angel, lists the many ways he feels he has disappointed her.

The Woman responds with love and advice to live every day as if it were one’s last. (This advice may be what she has really needed to tell herself more than anything.) She affirms that her love for her Son can not die.

As the Woman contemplates her son, she can “taste the sorrow over all that we could never tell each other. Still I know our hearts will meet again in the silence.”

Which leads to a dramatic reprise of the before stated advice, now sung an octave higher over a majestic reiteration of the lullaby in the piano played over wildly cascading accompaniment. Technically one of the most difficult passages for singer and pianist alike in this opera.

Leading to the Angels showing the Woman the operating room again. Her body is being reanimated.

XXI

German Language Studio Recording

English Language Live Concert Recording

SON
I disappointed you, Mother. I’m no genius. I didn’t inherit your talent.
I didn’t become an artist, a doctor, or a professor. I’m just a little music teacher. I have no big savings account, nor any stocks. I know I’ve disappointed you, Mother.

WOMAN
Live every day without tomorrows

What matters most is the moment now

1. ANGEL
(whispered concurrently) Now, now evermore now

WOMAN
Leave tomorrow, it’ll be tomorrow

For the body will turn to dust

But all of my love born for you shall live forever

His hair has the color of my hair
And his eyes shine like treasured rubies
Hidden in secret
I can taste the sorrow
Over all that we could never tell each other
Still I know our hearts will meet again in the silence

Live every day without tomorrows
What matters most is the moment now
Leave tomorrow, it’ll be tomorrow
For the body will turn to dust
But all of my love born for you shall live forever

1. ANGEL
Look! Your body is being reanimated.

WOMAN
That doctor is hamfisted! (calls) Body! I am here, I am with you, you are not alone!

1. ANGEL
Death is a long green line.

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Film Festival Jury Member

Posted on May 14, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

I am happy to officially share that I have been made a jury member of the FFTG Awards (who showcased my film “The Pit and the Pendulum – a musicabre” last year, giving the film six nominations, and an award to Ed)

You can find out more about the FFTG Awards here, including who all my fellow jury members are. We will be watching many films over the next six months, with the festival scheduled for Nov 30 – Dec 13, 2024.

FFTG Awards asked all jury members to send them a short video introduction for their social media (hence the vertical phone friendly aspect ratio). This is what I sent in:

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BEYOND / JENSEITS – Torn Between Two Lovers

Posted on May 9, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

Welcome back to the next episode of our little night opera, Beyond (catch up on previous installments here). This is the section where our favorite opera diva’s dilemmas with the men in her cosmic life-in-review come to a head.

I can’t help but think – perhaps to my detriment in your eyes – of that famous 1976 pop-corn “Torn Between Two Lovers”. Mary MacGregor’s situation has much in common with our diva’s, torn as she is between staid Husband and passionate Conductor. I’ll concede MacGregor’s expresses her dilemma more sweetly musically…

But first we must dispense with the Therapist, who has proven less than helpful to the Woman, and in self defense simply fires her as his patient.

The Woman dismisses the Therapist as “a prenatal one-way street”. I particularly enjoy librettist Helga Krauss’ wicked turn of phrase there… (but I swear I have never found reason nor occasion to wield it against my husband the therapist. 😉 )

Then we transition quickly into a theatrical push-me-pull-you with the Woman caught between her Husband and the Conductor – quite literally caught between them in this metaphysical way station as their personas are taken up by the two Angels.

Both men represent forces that both attract and repel her. A choice not made in life is one she also seemingly cannot make in the Afterlife. The Woman brings this exercise to a dramatic halt, exclaiming “Love is slavery!”

To which the 1. Angel counters: “Love frees the slaves”.

(The 2. Angel is having a little too much fun with the dramatics, don’t you think?)

These three sections, XVIII – XX, flow together without interruption in the English language concert version, but are individually playable in the German studio version.

XVIII – XX

English Language Live Concert Recording

XVIII

German Language Studio Recording

WOMAN
Through seven havens must I travel
Bedewed in sundust I will awake from slumber

THERAPIST
The transference, something’s not working with the transference.

WOMAN I know.

THERAPIST
How do you know?

WOMAN
I know even though I don’t know why I know

I enter his little head and wander
It’s a maze of train traffic, railroads, tunnels

THERAPIST
We must call it quits.

WOMAN
A one-way street…he is a prenatal one-way street.

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TULIP FEVER!

Posted on May 2, 2024 by dannyashkenasi
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PS 133 Verticles

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BEYOND / JENSEITS – Turning the Tables on the Therapist

Posted on April 24, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

Section XVI of the little night opera I composed for my mother Catherine Gayer with librettist and family friend Helga Krauss (catch up with all previous episodes via the opera’s homepage) takes the Woman back into therapy analyzing dreams.

When the Therapist, embodied by the 1st Angel, once again asks that well worn therapy question “What does that remind you of?” (second in line only to “How does that make you feel?”), the Woman turns the tables on him. In a moment of fantastical comedy, the Therapist becomes a little boy imploring “Lulu” to show him her “woo woo”. The German rhyme is “Uschi” paired with the equally childlike genital classifier “Muschi”. After this bit of therapeutic infantilization, the Woman leaves therapy for metaphysical landscapes of the Beyond. She declares herself caught inside a net of her own spinning pictures.

Which leads into Section XVII, where the Woman envisions the glittering life of a famous piano virtuoso for her Son.

He however bursts that bubble with a definitive “I must live my own life”.

The Woman sings a mournful variation of the lullaby, joined in complimentary minor harmonies by the Angels. Just as this version spills over into ludicrous melodrama, the Woman cuts it off and declares “That’s not me! A total cliche! A fake!” To which the 1st Angel responds “Better a good fake than a bad original.”

Which raises the question – if not already assumed in the audiences’ mind – is the metaphysical ‘life in revue’ the Woman experiences with the two Angels a faithful recreation, or dreamlike interpretation, or total fabrication? Or some fanciful mix of all three?

XVI

German Language Studio Recording

English Language Live Concert Recording

THERAPIST
What did you dream last night?

WOMAN
Dreams are bubbles.

THERAPIST
Hmmm, what does that remind you of?

WOMAN
Sea, storm, waves foaming, a shipwreck…

THERAPIST Hmmm, interesting…

The Woman turns the tables on the Therapist.

WOMAN
(mocking) What does that remind you of?

THERAPIST
Summer, green fields, bees buzzing… (whining like a child) Lulu…
Lulu, lemme see your woowoo… Lulu, lemme see your woowoo…

WOMAN
Dick, let me see your prick!

THERAPIST

Like a pink violet…

WOMAN
Like a purple tulip head

(another world) Coldness transforms itself into shining fire

Fields of energy that blow out, disintegrating

Caught inside a net of my own spinning pictures

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Rise of my own personal NEW YORKER CARTOON captions

Posted on April 18, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

This is the seventh installment. I’m beginning to run out of obvious sequel titles. Time to go the Planet of the Apes route. That should do me for the next four or five…

Contest #892

Yes, it’s called Thesaurus. But you’re not related.

Contest #893

And in just a few years it’ll appreciate from 3rd story to 4th story penthouse.

Contest #894

Acrylic and watercolor have their uses. But whipped cream is more my medium.

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BEYOND / JENSEITS – Just Some Bimbo from the Ballet

Posted on April 15, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

In this installment of Beyond – a little night opera, the Woman walks in on her lover, the Conductor, in flagrante delicto with another woman.

(Catch up on all installments of Beyond/Jenseits on its home page.)

The Conductor rather slimily attempts to minimize the betrayal by calling the other woman “just some bimbo from the ballet”, referring to the opera house’s in-house ballet corps.

The Woman expresses her feelings by appropriating the baroque melody she had rehearsed with the conductor and converting his “bella, bellisima” into melodic despair.

The 1st Angel offers the Woman a chance to replay that scene differently.

The “film” is musically wound back. (On stage the performers moved backwards to the starting point of the scene.)

This time the Angel gives the Woman a gun, which she points at the Conductor while intoning the baroque theme in a more accusatory fashion. She falters however in her musical murderous courage, lowering the gun.

But then shoots the Conductor after all.

A third version is attempted after yet another rewind (in the German studio recording this rewind is mistakenly played twice).

This time the Woman brings the gun to her own head. The Conductor tries to stop the suicide, crying out “Just some bimbo”, but the action is repeated over and over like a broken record:

By the way, “Just some bimbo from the ballet” was the best I could come up with translating the far more piquantly silly “Nur eine Hupfdohle aus dem Ballet” from the original German. Hupfdohle is earthy slang for dancer, historically referring to a dancehall performer, not a ballet dancer. Hupf, not really a proper German word by itself, appears to be a bastardization of hüpf(en), (to) jump (yet google translate suggests it may also mean “whoop”, which would also be fitting for a dancehall); and Dohle is German for jackdaw, a small black bird that is able to move about and contort its body with greater agility than its black bird cousins like crows.

But even if one doesn’t know the word roots, just the sound “Hupfdohle” is so wonderfully vivid and demeaning and comical. With “bimbo from the ballet” I hoped alliteration would add some of that piquancy to the sexist slur.

Jackdaw

In the next section the Woman tries to imagine life if she had run off with the Conductor. She sees it as a lovers’ leap into the abyss. And the longing, “die Sehnsucht”, persists…

The baroque theme of their rehearsals is now played by the piano as an overtly romantic accompaniment. Somewhere between Rachmaninoff and Richard Clayderman, depending on how generous you are feeling…

XIV

German Language Studio Recording

English Language Live Concert Recording

The Conductor is screwing another woman.

CONDUCTOR
Yes, yes, now I’m coming…Now!

1. ANGEL
Now, now, evermore now, now, now, evermore now Now, now, evermore now, now, now, evermore now Now, now, evermore now, now, now, evermore now

The Woman enters the space, warming up her voice.

She slaps him.

WOMAN
Ah, ah, ah, ah, aaaargh! (she sees the Conductor) Ah…

CONDUCTOR
Just some bimbo from the ballet. Forgive me.

WOMAN
Ah…Bella, Bella, Bellissima

1. ANGEL
You can make another choice

The “film” is wound back. All return to “places”. The Conductor is screwing another woman.

CONDUCTOR
Yes, yes, now I’m coming…Now!

1. ANGEL
Now, now, evermore now, now, now, evermore now Now, now, evermore now, now, now, evermore now

Ah, ah, ah, ah, aaaargh!

1. Angel gives her gun.

Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho-

CONDUCTOR
Just some bimbo from the ballet. Forgive me.

WOMAN
Bella! Bella! Bellissima ha ha –

she lets the gun drop

Ah- ah- ah Bang! (she shoots him nevertheless)


The “film” is wound back. All return to “places”. Conductor screws around again.

CONDUCTOR
Yes, yes, now I’m coming…Now!

1. ANGEL
Now, now, evermore now, now, now, evermore now

WOMAN
Ah, ah, ah, ah, aaaargh!

She holds the gun to her head.


The following is like a record that keeps skipping, both in sound and action:

WOMAN Ah-

CONDUCTOR Just some bimbo-

WOMAN Ah-

CONDUCTOR Just some bimbo-

WOMAN Ah-

CONDUCTOR Just some bimbo-

WOMAN Ah-

CONDUCTOR Just some bimbo-

WOMAN Ah-

CONDUCTOR Just some bimbo-

The Woman laughs. She throws away the gun.

WOMAN
Dead. Like a doornail.
Death is the best thing that ever happened to me.

Ah-

XV

German Language Studio Recording

English Language Live Concert Recording

1. ANGEL
A game…either way you have no chance, so take it.

WOMAN
My life? (laughs)


A film remembering me
Faded memories playing for me

As in a foggy dream
The dream of a desire
That is not fulfilled

CONDUCTOR
We could try to love each other…

WOMAN
To leap into loving

Without nets below us


We’ll fall through emptiness

Holding tight to each other

Unending togetherness

And unremitting loneliness

For there is the longing that never leaves me

For there is the longing that never leaves me

For there is the longing


The longing for what I don’t know

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PARK SLOPE, EARLY SPRING

Posted on April 11, 2024 by dannyashkenasi
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Special 4/26 NYC Encore Screening of “The Pit and the Pendulum – a musicabre”

Posted on April 8, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

“The Pit and the the Pendudulum – a musicabre”, my (intake of breath) musical short film Edgar Allan Poe classic horror story adaptation officially concluded its one-and-a half year festival run late last year. However, and this is a nice surprise, I got a request from the Triborough Film Festival for permission to screen it again at a special event April 26 (7:30pm at Studio 3636 in Queens). Happy to report I’ll be there too for a Q&A.

Last year “The Pit and the Pendulum – a musicabre” was nominated for 6 awards at the Triborough Film Festival, and won three.

In total the film won 69 IMDb recognized awards and 38 additional nominations.

For more info on the event and to make a reservation click here.

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BEYOND / JENSEITS – On the Therapist’s Couch

Posted on April 5, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

At the beginning of Section XII of the little night opera “Beyond” AKA “Jenseits”, written for my mother Catherine Gayer (catch up on previous installments via the opera’s main page), the 1st Angel takes on the persona of the 4th man in the limbo-straddling opera singer’s life-in-review: her Therapist.

The main piano accompaniment figure, usually heard moving chromatically in severe octaves, is now transformed into a jaunty, jazzy syncopation. The Therapist is a blowhard played for comic effect, but that doesn’t mean he is wrong when he complains that the Woman spends her therapy sessions avoiding the real issues in her life, instead speaking of daily banalities. The Therapist’s prompts may evoke potent images or memories in the Woman, but she keeps those to herself, and considers the Therapist a “pseudo-expert”, a “bullshit-artist”.

It doesn’t help that he falls asleep in the middle of her session.

Other than making the Woman an opera singer, librettist and family friend Helga Krauss is not telling my mother’s or our family’s story in the scenes she writes. That said, a few incidentals are taken from life. For example, my mother really does put bowls of beer out in the garden in order to keep slugs and snails away from her greens. Attracted by the beer odor the slime-trailing invaders drown in pools of ale and the lettuce is spared.

The end of the therapy session ushers in Section XIII, a scene with Husband and Son, played by the 1st and 2nd Angel respectively. Halloween is celebrated in a game of blind man’s bluff that in all its playfulness nonetheless exposes fissures in the family’s domesticity.

Variations of the son’s lullaby are played above a jingly version of the Husband’s metronomic accompaniment.

Finally the lullaby theme becomes a chiming fanfare as the Woman celebrates the “Holy Trinity” of her family.

Nonetheless the Woman still feels that longing first intoned in Section XI, “die Sehnsucht” in the German text, that unceasing sense of not feeling fulfilled.

XII

German Language Studio Recording

English Language Live Concert Recording

XII

The woman with her therapist (1. Angel)

THERAPIST
She comes every Tuesday. Tuesdays at Four. Usually she’s in blue. Elegant. Blue must be her favorite color. A pretty woman. When I first saw her,
I thought, like a damsel fly amongst house flies. Somehow she is not tangible. She eludes you. She says she doesn’t know who she is. That’s why she comes to me. She is a split personality. I shall weld her into wholeness.

WOMAN
Snails – so many snails in the garden

They eat my lettuce leaves
I pour beer in buckets to drown them all

(another world) Rocket flares flying in spirals around in my head

My thoughts rise and blow up like water bubbles

THERAPIST
Trivialities. Banalities. I think she wants to fool me. Keep me in the dark. Is she making fun of me?

WOMAN
Just a half a cup of flour, one teaspoon of baking salts, then beat up two egg whites, add a half a cup of honey
My son loves brownies, chocolate chip brownies
I put in walnuts, walnuts, maybe almonds

THERAPIST
Hmm…what does that remind you of?

WOMAN
Connections. He always wants to make connections. Prove something or another.

Pseudo-expert, Smarty-pants, Bullshit-artist!

THERAPIST
What did you dream of last night?

WOMAN
A cornfield, a purple fence with a tiny gate
I gingerly approach
At the opposite side I see a man
He’s coming right at me
He waves
But something is pulling me back like a drain I want to scream
My voice…I lost my voice!

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BEYOND / JENSEITS – The Husband and the Lover

Posted on March 29, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

Husband and lover. In the Woman’s memory, they are not the same man.

At the close of the previous section of Beyond (Jenseits), the “little night opera” I composed for my mother, the lullaby for her Son transitions to an introduction to the Woman’s Husband. (Catch up on all previous installments on the opera’s homepage.)

Section VIII combines the Woman’s childhood memories of vocal exercises and fantasies of kissing a frog to find her Prince Charming.

Then she sees herself as a ghost watching her husband at home, wondering when he will get the call about her accident. Musings on life’s impermanence are followed by unheard reminders about watering the roses and paying the cleaning woman.

Pulsing piano chords of a steady and stultifying nature are momentarily interrupted by slashing dissonances, but the shock quickly adjusts back to the steady routine.

In the end of Section VIII the Woman sings the fear motif, which transitions to the baroque melody of her rehearsal with the Conductor. Section IX.

This time the flirt between the two has progressed into a full blown affair.

Climaxing in a musical orgasm:

After which the Woman feels herself whisked back to the steady metronome of life with the Husband.

Whom we now hear quote passages from German jurisprudence (To properly translate these texts into English I went to Bryant Library to find New York State law books and look up equivilent passages in US jurisprudence). Apparently je is a lawyer. Whenever we hear him speak, he is quoting from the law.

Perhaps these quotes are a reflection of the Woman’s guilty conscience over the affair.

Section XI ties these competing scenarios together in an aria about longing: “Sehnsucht” in German, a beautiful word – literally “yearning addiction” – that is just so much more potent and resonating than English’s more simple “longing” or “yearning”.

All four of these sections flow together so closely that in the English language concert version they are all presented in one uninterrupted track.

The German studio recording keeps each section separate.

VIII, IX, X, XI

English Language Live Concert Recording

VIII

German Language Studio Recording

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R.I.P. Aribert Reimann

Posted on March 24, 2024 by dannyashkenasi

Aribert Reimann with my mother, Catherine Gayer, at rehearsal in 1971

Two Thursdays ago my mother called me from Berlin. Normally we talk on Sundays, so I was curious what occasioned this call.

“Aribert Reimann has died”, she told me, with shock in her voice. Aribert was a friend and colleague and contemporary, just a year older than Mom.

He was also one of the great composers of contemporary music. The New York Times obituary – which I will share below – refers to his many well received operas, specifically his widely produced setting of Shakespeare’s King Lear.

My Mom, Catherine Gayer (her maiden name being her stage name), worked countless times with Aribert Reimann. They performed many recitals together – he was also an accomplished pianist – and he composed many pieces for her to sing, including the lead in his second opera (also mentioned in the NYTimes obit) “Melusine”.

Performed in 1971, the Guardian at the time described the musical language of “Melusine” as neo-expresionist, with writing for voices in declamatory style and with demanding coloraturas.

Breezily executing demanding coloraturas was my mother’s bread and butter. Reimann was not the only contemporary composer who took advantage of her ability to sing difficult modern vocal writing with aplomb. But he composed more for her than all the others.

Mom, kneeling, as Melusine, with Martha Mödl behind her.

YouTube has the complete song cycle “6 Poems by Sylvia Plath” Reimann composed for Mom to sing. I’ll share the first piece here, but all 6 as well as both parts of “Nachtstücke” are accessible.

YouTube also has – in two parts – the recording of a recital Reimann and Mom performed in 1973. I’ll start you off with the first part here:

Although I saw my mother and Aribert Reimann work together again and again throughout my childhood, I didn’t have much of a relationship with him myself. The one anecdote I can think of is going with my parents to a party at his home, when I was around 14 years old. In 1981 or 1982.

He wasn’t the first of whom I knew at the time that he was homosexual, but I believe this was the first time I was knowingly in the home of a partnered homosexual. I was the only teenager there – my parents often took me along to parties and gatherings where everyone else was an adult – and I started wandering around the very large pre-war Berlin apartment.

I was particularly taken by some overtly homoerotic art or photography, and was seen staring at it by Aribert’s boyfriend. I felt caught as he looked the other way.

Not much of a story perhaps, but an indelible memory nonetheless.

Here is the obituary from the New York Times:

Aribert Reimann, Masterful German Opera Composer, Is Dead at 88

His works, which were radically individual, were among the most celebrated of the late 20th and early 21st century.

By A.J. Goldmann

A.J. Goldmann is an American journalist who writes about European arts and culture. He is based in Munich.

Published March 19, 2024 – Updated March 22, 2024

“Aribert Reimann, whose powerful operas based on works by Shakespeare, Kafka, Lorca and others made him one of the most significant opera composers of the late 20th and early 21st centuries, died on Wednesday in Berlin. He was 88.

His publisher, Schott Music, announced the death.

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