It is hard to believe that it has been over half a century. This may be because the Academy Ancient Music, established in 1973, has had only three music directors to date: its founder Christopher Hogwood, who spent thirty-three years with it; Richard Egarr, who headed it for fifteen seasons; and Laurence Cummings, who took the helm in 2021, after ten years as the artistic director of the Internationale Händel-Festspiele Göttingen. The name of the ensemble is an allusion to the elite group of musicians operating from 1726 at London’s Crown and Anchor Tavern near Strand and then the Freemasons Hall in Covent Garden. Although in the eighteenth century time flew more slowly than it does today, the term “ancient music” was used to refer not only to pre-Reformation works, but also to rarely heard old works by English and foreign composers. This included the music of George Frederick Handel, who has been one of the pillars of the “new” Academy.
The most important events in the celebrations of the AAM’s fiftieth anniversary included the launch of Richard Bratby’s book Refiner’s Fire – in which the author tells the story of the ensemble against the background of the twentieth-century revolution in period performance of early music – as well as the first-ever complete recording of Mozart’s keyboard pieces. In the flurry of other engagements I had to miss most of the orchestra’s ambitious ventures in the concert halls of London and Cambridge. I could not, however, resist the temptation to hear Orlando at the finale of the anniversary celebrations at the Barbican Centre, especially given the fact that I encountered Handel’s last opera written for Senesino and staged at the King’s Theatre, Haymarket, in my youth in the AAM’s 1990 recording, conducted by Hogwood and featuring James Bowman in the title role. Another “magic” opera by Handel and, at the same time, the first based on Ariosto’s Orlando furioso – and compared later by musicologists with Mozart’s Die Zauberflöte – is ostensibly an opera seria, but with fantastic elements, full of unexpected twists and turns, watched as if from a distance and sometimes clearly with tongue in cheek. The anonymous libretto (perhaps by the composer himself) draws on an earlier text by Carlo Sigismondo Capece, the court poet of the queen consort of Poland Marie Casimire Sobieska. In Ariosto’s work the mad Orlando flies across the world and travels to the moon; among the multitude of characters we find Saracens, brave knights and sorcerers; and there is also room for a sea monster and a winged hippogriff. Handel’s version is slightly simpler, which does not change the fact that the brave knight falls in love with a Cathayan princess, who in turn has given her heart to an African prince, of whom a simple shepherdess is enamoured. The figure pulling the strings is the magician Zoroastro, who makes sure that the protagonists guide the plot towards a relatively happy ending.
Iestyn Davies (Orlando) and Laurence Cummings. Photo: Mark Allan
The opera is full of peculiarities, from the sinfonia in the disquieting key of F sharp minor, used by Handel probably once before (in the harpsichord suite HWV 431), Zoroastro’s first elaborate showpiece – a magnificent bass aria, Italian in style, at a point where listeners of the day would have expected instead a bravura aria of the main protagonist, all the way to one of the most famous mad scenes in the history of the form, with Orlando’s supposed descent into the underworld, in which Handel changes the soloist’s tempo seven times and metre five times, resorting, for example, to the “indecent” measure of 5/8, and, in addition, giving Senesino a tempo di gavotta aria, interrupted in the middle by a despairing larghetto, where pathos competes with the grotesque. What is also peculiar are the relationships between the protagonists – with the shepherdess Dorinda being unexpectedly put on a par with Orlando, able to draw far wiser conclusions from her unrequited love for Medoro than the King of the Franks’ paladin in love with the unattainable Angelica. If we add to this Orlando’s sleep scene from Act III – accompanied by two longing violette marine and cello pizzicato – we will see a masterpiece that broke with the convention of the period enough for the composer to fall out with the first performer of the title role, and for the opera to disappear from the stage after only eleven performances, only to return nearly two hundred years after its 1733 London premiere.
During its final concert of the season the AAM – led by Cummings standing at the harpsichord – also confirmed its dramatic qualities, thanks especially to the extraordinarily lucid and disciplined playing of the twenty-strong orchestra. Particularly worthy of note in it were Bojan Čičić (who together with William Thorpe put aside his violin to lull Orlando to sleep in “Già l’ebro mia ciglio” with the soft sound of two violas d’amore, in lieu of the mysterious violette marine); the remarkable oboists Leo Duarte and Robert de Bree, who also played the recorders; as well as Ursula Paludan Monberg and David Bentley, who complemented the colour of Act I with the pure and full sound of two natural horns, held high with the bells facing upwards. The strings were magnificent with their luscious sound and masterfully nuanced narrative, while Alastair Ross (harpsichord) and William Carter (theorbo) impressed with their stylish ornamentation in the continuo.
Iestyn Davies and Anna Dennis (Angelica). Photo: Mark Allan
The Academy of Ancient Music’s line-up was twice as small as that of the ensemble which accompanied the first performers of the opera and which was described – admiringly, it must be said – by the Scottish politician and composer Sir John Clerk as so powerful that it occasionally drowned out the singers. The voices of the five soloists reached the Barbican Hall auditorium with no problems whatsoever, although the supple and colourful bass of Matthew Brook (Zoroastro) carried over the orchestra much better in dazzling coloraturas than in the sometimes dull notes in the lower register. In the title role Iestyn Davies was certainly no much for the legendary Senesino in terms of volume, but he made up for his lack of powerful sound with the nobility of his countertenor voice, immaculate technique and exceptional musicality (excellent “Fammi combattere” from Act I). The role of Medoro – entrusted to a female singer as the composer intended – was sung well by Sophie Rennert, a singer endowed with an agile mezzo-soprano, spot-on intonation-wise, but perhaps just a bit too bright for this en travesti alto part. It would be hard, however, to direct any criticism at Rachel Redmond, whose clear, “dancing” soprano was perfect for Dorinda, while her fiery temperament and exceptional sense of comedy would surely have won praise from Celeste Gismondi, who played the beautiful shepherdess during the premiere of the work. Yet the highlight of the entire cast was Anna Dennis (Angelica), who, as she had done two months earlier in Göttingen, was impressive in her freedom of phrasing, her wonderfully open top register and her ability to paint a mood with an appropriate voice colour – in her “Verdi piante” the grass really swayed and the leaves were reflected in the river as if in a mirror.
Thus, there is no need for sumptuous sets and elaborate gestures to learn from Handel’s perverse sentimental education, to reflect on Orlando’s madness, Angelica and Medoro’s happiness, and Dorinda’s surprisingly mature wisdom. All that is needed is a belief in the magic power of one the greatest masterpieces of Baroque opera – a belief fuelled by Laurence Cummings’ infectious enthusiasm. The Academy of Ancient Music will have more jubilees to celebrate: since its very beginning it has been looked after by some genuine wizards.
Translated by: Anna Kijak