The story goes that when Mozart was commissioned for his Requiem Mass he was filled with a superstitious dread that he was writing his own funeral music – but then he died before completing the work. Something similar happened with the man Rossini called “the Mozart of the Champs-Elysées”, Jacques Offenbach. Worn out by decades of frantic composition, he fixed on a story about a singer whose unusual malady means she must quit singing or expire. She chooses death – or it chooses her. Offenbach too could not stop the music; he died before the opera was finished. It is a fabulous, fruitful work: a man finally writing what he wanted after 20 years as Paris’ performing monkey. His operettas had embodied the frivolity of the Second Empire, making terrific fu
22 October 2015, The Tablet
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