"The Egyptian Helen" is one of Strauss' least-known, and least- performed operas, and the first major flop of his maturity as a composer (there would be others). Conventional wisdom has always insisted that the work is problematic, lacking a coherant libretto and any strong degree of musical inspiration (Del Mar, in his three-volume biography of Strauss, conceded that much of the score is, what he calls, mere "note spinning"). Yet it remained one of Strauss' favorite works, and Hofmannsthal considered its libretto one of his finest. Until the present release, only one other studio recording has appeared on the market, and it is about time we took a fresh look at this work with a new performance.
And what a performance! Leon Botstein, who treated us with the first studio recording of Strauss' "Die Liebe die Danae" two years ago, proves himself with this recording to be a Strauss conductor of the highest order, with an amazing sensitivity to the nuances of Strauss' particular style. The first act is appropriately sheer and glimmering, with its fairies and elves, and the second act, which is more psychologically penetrating, is handled with a deft dramatic touch.
The cast includes only one big name: Deborah Voigt, and she is superb as Helen, one of Strauss' most technically daunting roles. On the whole, I much prefer her to Gwyneth Jones (on the 1979 Dorati recording); although Jones is a great artist, even by the late 70's her voice was beginning to show signs of a lack of control and a wobble that was going to get progressively worse in the coming years -- none of these defects can be found in the glorious singing of Voigt. She brings Helen to life, and her "Zweite Braut nacht!" (the one number from this opera to become popular in soprano recitals)is ravishing.
The supporting cast is up to the same level, I'm happy to say: Carl Tanner succeeds in the hard-to-bring-off role of Menelas, and Eric Cutler's Da-Ud perfectly naive. Although Celena Schafer sings Aithra with a lovely, clear, faultless soprano, this is one instance where I prefer the Dorati recording, where the role was sung by a young and girlish Barbara Hendricks.
Topping it off, the liner notes are scolarly and enlightening, with a detailed analysis of Hofmannsthal's libretto, which puts to rights many of the criticisms it has received over the years.
On the whole, Botstein and crew make an excellent case for this much-maligned of operas. Perhaps, one day, its delights will be better known to the general opera-going public.