The heart is a pit of murder

 

Adam Fischer comes to the RSB for the first time and has Hungarian music in his luggage. Yes, Haydn is also a must! Then Bartók, the man-woman drama “Bluebeard’s Castle”. Bluebeard’s castle – according to the lyricist Balázs – is not a real fortress made of stone: it is Bluebeard’s soul. Consequently, it does not need the “mighty Gothic hall” that Balázs nevertheless imagined, blood everywhere: on executioner’s axes, golden jewellery and rose stems. Today, this seems like kitsch on the verge of the ridiculous. So what could be more natural than to perform Bartók’s magnificent music for the psychoanalytical chamber play in the concert hall? “This work is a masterpiece, a compressed tragedy, a musical volcano that erupts for sixty minutes and leaves us with only one wish: to hear the whole thing again.” (Zoltán Kodály)

 

Concert introduction: 19.10 Uhr, Südfoyer, by Steffen Georgi