Showing posts with label Hitler. Show all posts
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Saturday, April 06, 2013

Going to 'Carmina Burana' tonight?

The Rest is Noise has just reached my most loathed piece of all time: Carl Orff's Carmina Burana. I'm leaving them to it. Watch this documentary to learn the truth about Orff, the Nazis and the White Rose Resistance Movement. Below is an article I wrote about it for the Independent in 2008 - for some reason it is not showing up on the Indy website, so I'm rerunning it here...






CARL ORFF, CARMINA BURANA AND TONY PALMER’S FILM (WRITTEN 2008)
Jessica Duchen


Every day for the last 30 years, a performance of Carl Orff’s Carmina Burana has taken place somewhere in the world. Few pieces of classical music have achieved such ubiquitous recognition. Its chorus ‘O Fortuna’ has been used to advertise beer, aftershave and horror movies; performers worldwide fall over themselves to tackle the bawdy Latin texts and the panoply of accompanying percussion. In January the work is coming to London’s O2 Arena in a spectacular staging by Franz Abraham, involving 250 performers, naked dancers, fireworks, bungee jumping and more.

The first classical presentation at the O2 Arena, it’s also the first time since 1926 that such a vast a classical music event will have been held indoors in the UK – nothing on this scale has been seen since the demise of the Crystal Palace’s Handel festivals back in 1926. It is more than 125 years since Messiah was performed there to an audience of 87,000.

This production of Carmina Burana has now been touring for 13 years, but this is its first visit to Britain. Those who snort that the 18,000 audience capacity at O2 is too large for classical music would do well to reflect that on Copacabana Beach in Brazil the production played to some 100,000. Indications are that this is more than just an attempt to sex up a classic. The performing ensemble of the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, the Brighton Festival Chorus and Youth Choir and an outsize company of dancers, actors and puppets will be conducted by Walter Haupt, a former student and friend of the composer, and Abraham has said that on attending the premiere Orff’s widow declared that this was what her late husband “had dreamed for his masterpiece”.

The tormented history of Orff himself has become the subject of a documentary by Tony Palmer. His film O Fortuna, which premieres at the Barbican in December, carries a message no less spectacular in its own way, but far more sober: Carl Orff effectively sold his soul to Hitler’s henchmen, and paid the price in his conscience for the rest of his life. Yet today his educational innovations in music are helping to brighten the existences of children across the globe.

The film contains much that will shock fans, as well some phenomenal twists of fortune. Orff emerges as a highly complex man who, according to the third of his four wives, Luise Rinser, “found it impossible to love” and “despised people”, habitually using, then discarding those close to him. He would often wake up in the night, screaming, and would tell her: “I have seen the Devil.” She adds: “If he had been a less great person, he would have gone mad. Nevertheless, there is madness in his music.” Orff’s only child, Godela, gives a candid account of a father whom she declares did not want her and had no place for her in his existence. But the catalogue of lies, deception and heartlessness goes back to the very beginning.

It turns out that Orff, who was born in Bavaria in 1895, had a Jewish grandmother – a fact that extraordinarily he managed to conceal from the thorough research processes of the National Socialists. “Once you tell one lie to cover up a lethal situation – one Jewish grandparent was enough to condemn you to death – it’s a slippery slope,” comments Tony Palmer. “Ever more must be done to maintain the deception.”

The lies went on. Orff later claimed that the Nazis had banned Carmina Burana. Nothing could have been further from the truth – they adored it, and no wonder. Its simplicity, accessibility and primal force exemplified the opposite of the atonal or serialist works that the regime deemed ‘decadent’ (‘entartete musik’). Indeed, the work – premiered for the Nazi party in 1937 – helped to draw Orff to their attention and won him support from the Reich. Nor was he above writing new incidental music to A Midsummer Night’s Dream when the much-loved work by the Jewish Mendelssohn was indeed banned.

Orff, however, was never a card-carrying member of the Nazi party and privately despised them for their crudity and philistinism. “He wasn’t interested in politics,” his second wife, Gertrud, recalls in the film. She adds that the war was “not our fault”, but that they did not protest because it “wasn’t safe”.

It is telling that one of the works closest to Orff’s heart was a ‘Märchenopera’ (fairy-tale opera) that he wrote in 1939: Der Mond, telling of a world plunged into darkness when fiends steal the moon. It contains some of his most appealing music, but proved unstageable except by a puppet theatre. Many artists, comments the historian Michael H. Kater, felt that “the regime had stolen the light” from them.

Still, it was not difficult for the previously penniless and struggling Orff to tell that the Reich had high hopes for him. By 1943 his name was on a special list of favoured artists; he was not to be conscripted, he received a prize from the Cultural Chamber of 2000 marks in 1942 and he was placed on an elite payroll that gave him 1000 marks per month. Germany’s two senior composers, Richard Strauss and Hans Pfitzner were aging and would soon die; it was clear that if Germany were to win the war, Orff would quickly become the Reich’s leading composer.

One can argue that, like so many living under insane and tyrannical regimes, Orff merely did what was necessary in order to survive. And perhaps it was his good fortune that when he found himself facing the ‘de-Nazification’ process after Germany’s defeat, his interrogator was a musically educated admirer. This American intelligence officer, keen to help him, asked him simply to provide something, anything, that could show he had spoken out against Hitler.

Orff’s invented response at this moment would never cease to haunt the composer.

Kurt Huber, professor of philosophy at Munich University, had provided Orff with the medieval Latin texts that he set in Carmina Burana; the two had also worked together on Der Mond. In 1942 Huber and a core group of students formed the White Rose Resistance Movement which distributed pamphlets calling for active opposition to the Third Reich. Huber authored the sixth and final leaflet. Huber’s widow, Clara, relates on camera that Orff was a close friend and used to visit them every Sunday. Yet, she adds, he had no part in the movement and never said a word against Hitler.

On the contrary, the day after Huber’s arrest, when she told Orff what had happened, his response was: “I am ruined! Ruined!” She hoped he would use his influence to intervene on her husband’s behalf; but Orff did nothing. “He thought only of himself,” she recalls. She never saw him again.

Put on the spot by the de-Nazification interrogator, Orff falsely claimed that he had co-founded the White Rose Movement with Huber. The group’s members, including Huber, had been executed in 1943. Nobody was left alive to dispute his words and he walked out with a clear name. He had only to answer to his own conscience.

Among Orff’s papers, Michael Kater discovered a document in the composer’s handwriting, addressed to the deceased Huber: a letter recalling their good times and begging forgiveness. It appeared to be Orff’s private, desperate attempt to work through his guilt over betraying his friend. Perhaps it is no coincidence that Orff’s later works included settings of Greek tragedies, such as Antigonae and Oedipus, in which guilt and the unforgiving nature of fate are recurrent themes.

Orff, though, has experienced an astonishing posthumous redemption. In 1924-5 he co-founded the Günther-Schule for music and dance in Munich. There, with half an eye on the Hitler Youth, he devised a new approach to musical education entitled Schulwerk – literally, ‘schoolwork’. Its central concept is that every child is musical and that each individual can become free to express him- or herself musically through learning simple rhythms on percussion instruments, playing and singing in groups, and building confidence through imagination and creative thinking. “When we lose our fantasy,” said Orff, “we are lost.”

The Hitler Youth turned up its nose at Schulwerk. But in time, Orff’s ideas proved strikingly effective; today they are passionately advocated by musical educationalists the world over.

Palmer has filmed Orff Schulwerk classes in China, Taiwan, the townships of South Africa and, harrowingly, a music therapy group in Nottingham for children with cerebral palsy. This sequence is agonising to watch. But when one small boy breaks into a smile and reaches out for his drum, the entire sorry saga of Carl Orff suddenly becomes worthwhile. Whatever his personal failings, he devised a system that is now improving the lives of ailing children who under the Third Reich would have been condemned to death.

Orff died in 1982 and was buried in the monastery at Andechs on Bavaria’s ‘holy mountain’. Fortune may have been merciless to him in his own mind, but in the musical world it has smiled lavishly upon him, and continues to do so. “The good man,” said Orff, “is the one who begins again, with his ideas and his life.”







Friday, December 28, 2012

Lesley Garrett to play the spy who sang to Hitler


We interrupt the seasonal festivities to bring you news of a film in production based upon the extraordinary story of Margery Booth. An opera singer from Wigan, Booth became a spy during World War II and apparently sang to Hitler while state secrets were hidden in her knickers. Imperial Film Productions is developing the project with screenwriter Ralph Harvey, director Xavier Koller and, in the leading role, the one and only Lesley Garrett. The cast is also to include Udo Kier as Hitler.

More information about Margery Booth: The Spy in the Eagle's Nest can be found at www.margerybooth.com. Interested co-producers are urged to get in touch via the website to share the bringing of this fascinating story to the screen.

Ralph Harvey writes:
Margery Booth – The Opera Singer who spied on Hitler
It was her beautiful mezzo-soprano singing that melted the heart of one of the most evil men in history.  From humble beginnings in Wigan, Margery Booth, by sheer determination and armed with the magical gift of a magnificent singing voice, rose to be one of the top opera stars of Europe.
Courted by Ernst Ströhm, a wealthy business man and heir to a brewery fortune, Margery succumbed and eventually married him.  Although the union was initially successful, it ultimately proved to be a disaster and after the war in Europe ended Margery eventually divorced him.
Through her husband’s contacts in high society in Germany she rose to the top, and her highly acclaimed performances drew the attention of none other than the Führer himself, Adolf Hitler, who on one occasion personally delivered 200 red roses wrapped in a swastika flag and, totally enamoured of her, continued to ogle her throughout her performances from his private box.
Margery had, however, been recruited by MI6 whilst MI9 had also recruited John Brown, a former but now disillusioned member of Mosley’s infamous Fascist Blackshirts, and through the SOE arranged for him to be captured on the Normandy beaches so that he could work as a spy in a PoW camp.
As a guest in Hitler’s Wolf’s Lair, Margery rubbed shoulders with the top ranking Nazi hierarchy and, now totally trusted by Hitler, she was allowed to visit PoW camps where she not only sang but was able to contact John Brown and collect secrets for passing on.
Margery was suspected at one stage by the SS who moved in to search her, but John thrust some secret plans down her dress when they weren’t looking.  They escaped their search unscathed, but henceforth she was forever known as Margery the “Knicker Spy”.
In the closing days of the war she was arrested again but escaped during an Allied bombing raid just as she was about to be tortured, eventually reaching the American lines.  Then nearly shot, but fortunately it was her accent which miraculously saved her as an American soldier recognised it, having had been in Lancashire before the war.
Margery Booth’s story is one of the most amazing – and until now untold – stories of the war, and I have been privileged to research and write it for Imperial Film Productions and now on IMDb as Margery Booth: The Spy in the Eagle’s Nest.
This then is her story. 
Ralph Harvey – screenwriter.