Brahms’ magnificent German Requiem keeps busier than one might think in New York City. A theatrical production by the German company Rundfunkchor Berlin was staged as a part of Lincoln Center’s White Light Festival in 2016 and the work kicked off the 2018 musical season at St Thomas Church – perhaps the most beautiful cathedral in the city. The weekend after the Oratorio Society of New York’s 3rd March presentation, Jaap von Zweden was booked to lead the New York Philharmonic and the Concert Chorale of New York in three performances of one of Brahms’ finest hours at Lincoln Center's David Geffen Hall. And while it would be an overstatement to say that the piece has been woven into the city’s emotional fabric, the NY Phil under Kurt Masur played Ein Deutsches Requiem just eleven days after the 9/11 attacks in a concert that was broadcast nationally on public television.
It's a fitting work for a modern metropolis: reverent, mysterious and a little bit distant. We can even imagine it written for a contemporary, secular humanist, cosmopolitan audience. It's a powerful prayer for peace, if not in this life than in the hereafter. Brahms reportedly refused a request to include Christ and the crucifixion in the text, making it a statement of grief and consolation for all people, for any nation.
Everything, then, seemed in place for the Oratorio Society of New York's American premiere of a new edition of the score. Few in the full and enthusiastic house might have been able to spot the rather subtle revisions (or, perhaps, reconstitutions) to the score, with organ and contrabassoon parts, viola mutes and dynamic markings rescued from the original publication of the score. How minor the alterations might have been was of little matter, though. It makes for good hype. And if the hype brings people to the hall, then all is well. Any excuse to hear Brahms' requiem performed is a good excuse.
The 60-strong orchestra and 175-member choir positively filled Carnegie’s huge, gold-leaf stage, and filled the room as well. A chorus that big can nearly inflate a hall with hushed reverence, which they did to breathtaking effect. Conductor Kent Tritle kept the room full, holding the music to a crawl but keeping the pauses between movements brief. The orchestra seemed neither to speed nor ever quite stop. The dynamic, the grandeur, was in the outbursts in volume, delivered at an even-handed pace.