Works by Gioacchino Rossini. Biography Biography of the former composer
Gioacchino Rossini
Rossini was born in Pesaro, in the Marche, in 1792, in a musical family. The father of the future composer was a horn player, and his mother was a singer.
Soon musical talent was discovered in the child, after which he was sent to develop his voice. They sent him to Bologna, to Angelo Tesei. There he also began to learn how to play.
In addition, the famous tenor Mateo Babbini gave him several lessons. Somewhat later, he became a student of Abbe Matei. He taught him only the knowledge of simple counterpoint. According to the abbot, the knowledge of counterpoint was quite enough to write operas himself.
And so it happened. Rossini's first debut was the one-act opera La cambiale di matrimonio, The Marriage Promissory Note, which, like his next opera staged at the Venetian theater, attracted the attention of the general public. She liked them, and liked them so much that Rossini was literally overwhelmed with work.
By 1812, the composer had already written five operas. After they were staged in Venice, the Italians came to the conclusion that Rossini is the greatest living opera composer in Italy.
Most of all, the audience liked his "The Barber of Seville". There is an opinion that this opera is not only the most ingenious creation of Rossini, but also the best work in the opera buff genre. Rossini created it in twenty days based on a play by Beaumarchais.
An opera had already been written on this plot, and therefore the new opera was perceived as impudence. Therefore, the first time she was perceived rather coldly. Gioacchino, upset for the second time, refused to conduct in his opera, and it was precisely for the second time that she received the most magnificent response. There was even a torchlight procession.
New operas and life in France
During the writing of his opera Otello, Rossini completely dispensed with recitativo secco. And safely continued to write operas further. Soon he signed a contract with Domenico Barbaia, to whom he undertook to deliver two new operas every year. He had in his hands at that moment not only the Neapolitan operas, but also La Scala in Milan.
Around this time, Rossini married singer Isabella Colbran. In 1823 he went to London. He was invited there by the director of His Majesty's Theatre. There, in about five months, together with lessons and concerts, he earns approximately £ 10,000.
Gioachino Antonio RossiniSoon he settled in Paris, and for a long time. There he became director Italian theater in Paris.
At the same time, Rossini did not possess organizational skills at all. As a result, the theater found itself in a very disastrous situation.
In general, after the French Revolution, Rossini lost not only this, but also the rest of his posts and retired.
During his life in Paris, he became a true Frenchman and in 1829 wrote William Tell, his last stage work.
Completion of a creative career and the last years of life
Soon, in 1836, he had to return to Italy. At first he lived in Milan, then he moved and lived in his villa near Bologna.
In 1847, his first wife died, and then, two years later, he married Olympia Pelissier.
For some time he revived again because of the huge success of his last work, but in 1848 the disturbances that occurred had a very bad effect on his well-being, and he completely retired.
He had to flee to Florence, and then he recovered and returned to Paris. He made his house one of the most fashionable salons at that time.
Rossini died in 1868 from pneumonia.
Gioachino Rossini is an Italian composer of brass and chamber music, the so-called "last classic". As the author of 39 operas, Gioacchino Rossini is known as one of the most productive composers with a unique approach to creativity: in addition to studying musical culture country, includes work with the language, rhythm and sound of the libretto. Rossini was noted by Beethoven for the opera buff "The Barber of Seville". The works "William Tell", "Cinderella" and "Moses in Egypt" have become world opera classics.
Rossini was born in 1792 in the city of Pesaro into a family of musicians. After his father was arrested for supporting the French Revolution, the future composer had to live wandering around Italy with his mother. At the same time, young talent tried to master musical instruments and was engaged in singing: Gioacchino had a strong baritone.
The works of Mozart and Haydn, which Rossini learned while studying in the city of Lugo since 1802, had a great influence on Rossini's work. There he made his debut as an opera performer in the play "Gemini". In 1806, having moved to Bologna, the composer entered the Music Lyceum, where he studied solfeggio, cello and piano.
The composer's debut took place in 1810 at the San Moise Theater in Venice, where an opera buff based on the libretto "The Marriage Promissory Note" was staged. Inspired by the success, Rossini wrote the opera series Cyrus in Babylon, or the Fall of Belshazzar, and in 1812 the opera The Touchstone, which brought Gioacchino the recognition of the La Scala theater. The following works "The Italian in Algeria" and "Tancred" bring Rossini the glory of the maestro of buffoonery, and Rossini received the nickname "Italian Mozart" for his penchant for melodious and melodic harmonies.
Moving to Naples in 1816, the composer wrote the best work of Italian buffoonery - the opera The Barber of Seville, which overshadowed the opera of the same name by Giovanni Paisiello, which was considered a classic. After a resounding success, the composer turned to operatic drama, writing The Thieving Magpie and Othello, operas in which the author worked not only the scores, but also the text, setting strict requirements for solo performers.
After successful work in Vienna and London, the composer conquers Paris with the opera The Siege of Corinth in 1826. Rossini skillfully adapted his operas for the French audience, studying the nuances of the language, its sound, as well as the peculiarities of national music.
The active creative career of the musician ended in 1829, when classicism was replaced by romanticism. Further, Rossini teaches music and is fond of gourmet cuisine: the latter led to a stomach ailment that caused the musician's death in 1868 in Paris. The musician's property was sold according to the will, and with the proceeds, the Teaching Conservatory was founded in the city of Pesaro, which trains musicians today.
Born February 29, 1792 in Pesaro in the family of a city trumpeter (herald) and a singer. He fell in love with music very early, especially singing, but began to study seriously only at the age of 14, having entered the Musical Lyceum in Bologna. There he studied cello and counterpoint until 1810, when Rossini's first noteworthy work, the one-act farce opera La cambiale di matrimonio (1810), was staged in Venice. It was followed by a number of operas of the same type, among which two - Touchstone (La pietra del paragone, 1812) and The Silk Staircase (La scala di seta, 1812) - are still popular.
Finally, in 1813, Rossini composed two operas that immortalized his name: Tancredi by Tasso and then the two-act opera buffa Italian in Algiers (L "italiana in Algeri), triumphantly accepted in Venice, and then throughout Northern Italy.
The young composer tried to compose several operas for Milan and Venice, but none of them (even the opera Il Turco in Italia, 1814, which retained its charm, the Turks in Italy, a kind of “pair” to the opera The Italian in Algeria) was successful. In 1815, Rossini was again lucky, this time in Naples, where he signed a contract with the impresario of the San Carlo Theater. We are talking about the opera Elizabeth, Queen of England (Elisabetta, regina d "Inghilterra), a virtuoso composition written specifically for Isabella Colbran, a Spanish prima donna (soprano), who enjoyed the favor of the Neapolitan court and impresario's mistress (a few years later, Isabella became Rossini's wife). Then the composer went to Rome, where he planned to write and stage several operas, the second of which was the opera The Barber of Seville (Il Barbiere di Siviglia), first staged on February 20, 1816. The failure of the opera at the premiere turned out to be as loud as its triumph in the future.
Returning, in accordance with the terms of the contract, to Naples, Rossini staged there in December 1816 the opera, which, perhaps, was most highly appreciated by his contemporaries - Othello according to Shakespeare: it contains really beautiful fragments, but the work is spoiled by the libretto, which distorted Shakespeare's tragedy. Rossini composed the next opera again for Rome: his Cinderella (La cenerentola, 1817) was subsequently favorably received by the public; the premiere did not give any grounds for assumptions about future success. However, Rossini survived the failure much more calmly. In the same 1817, he traveled to Milan to stage the opera The Thieving Magpie (La gazza ladra) - an elegantly orchestrated melodrama, now almost forgotten, except for a magnificent overture. On his return to Naples, Rossini staged the opera Armida at the end of the year, which was warmly received and is still valued much higher than The Thieving Magpie: in our time, the resurrection of Armida still feels tenderness, if not sensuality, that this music exudes.
Over the next four years, Rossini managed to compose a dozen more operas, mostly not particularly interesting. However, before the termination of the contract with Naples, he presented the city with two outstanding works. In 1818 he wrote the opera Moses in Egypt (Mos in Egitto), which soon conquered Europe; in fact, this is a kind of oratorio, majestic choirs and the famous "Prayer" are remarkable here. In 1819 Rossini presented The Lady of the Lake (La donna del lago), which was a somewhat more modest success, but contained charming romantic music. When the composer finally left Naples (1820), he took Isabella Colbrand with him and married her, but in the future they family life didn't go very well.
In 1822, Rossini, accompanied by his wife, left Italy for the first time: he entered into an agreement with his old friend, the impresario of the San Carlo Theater, who now became director Vienna Opera. The composer brought to Vienna his latest work- the opera Zelmira, which won the author an unprecedented success. True, some musicians, led by K.M. von Weber, sharply criticized Rossini, but others, among them F. Schubert, gave favorable assessments. As for society, it unconditionally took the side of Rossini. The most remarkable event of Rossini's trip to Vienna was his meeting with Beethoven, which he later recalled in a conversation with R. Wagner.
In the autumn of the same year, Prince Metternich himself summoned the composer to Verona: Rossini was supposed to honor the conclusion of the Holy Alliance with cantatas. In February 1823, he composed a new opera for Venice, Semiramida, of which only the overture remains in the concert repertoire. Be that as it may, Semiramide can be recognized as the culmination Italian period in the work of Rossini, if only because it was last opera composed by him for Italy. Moreover, Semiramide passed with such brilliance in other countries that after her, Rossini's reputation as the greatest opera composer of the era was no longer in doubt. No wonder Stendhal compared the triumph of Rossini in the field of music with Napoleon's victory at the Battle of Austerlitz.
At the end of 1823, Rossini ended up in London (where he stayed for six months), and before that he spent a month in Paris. The composer was hospitably greeted by King George VI, with whom he sang duets; Rossini was in great demand in secular society as a singer and accompanist. by the most important event At that time, he received an invitation to Paris as artistic director of the Théâtre Italiane Opera House. The significance of this contract, firstly, is that it determined the place of residence of the composer until the end of his days, and secondly, that he confirmed the absolute superiority of Rossini as an opera composer. It must be remembered that Paris was then the center of the musical universe; an invitation to Paris was for the musician the highest honor imaginable.
Best of the day
Rossini took up his new duties on December 1, 1824. Apparently, he managed to improve the management of the Italian Opera, especially in terms of conducting performances. Two previously written operas were performed with great success, which Rossini radically revised for Paris, and most importantly, he composed the charming comic opera Le Comte Ory (Le comte Ory). (She was, as one would expect, a huge success when resumed in 1959.) Rossini's next work, which appeared in August 1829, was the opera Guillaume Tell, a composition that is usually considered the composer's greatest achievement. Recognized by performers and critics as an absolute masterpiece, this opera, however, never aroused such enthusiasm among the public as The Barber of Seville, Semiramide or even Moses: ordinary listeners considered Tell to be an opera too long and cold. However, it cannot be denied that the second act contains the most beautiful music, and fortunately, this opera has not completely disappeared from the modern world repertoire and the listener of our days has the opportunity to make his own judgment about it. We only note that all Rossini's operas created in France were written to French librettos.
After William Tell, Rossini wrote no more operas, and in the next four decades he created only two significant compositions in other genres. Needless to say, such a cessation of composer activity at the very zenith of mastery and fame is a unique phenomenon in the history of world musical culture. Many different explanations for this phenomenon have been proposed, but, of course, no one knows the full truth. Some said that Rossini's departure was caused by his rejection of the new Parisian opera idol - J. Meyerbeer; others pointed to the resentment caused to Rossini by the actions of the French government, which, after the revolution in 1830, tried to terminate the contract with the composer. The deterioration of the musician's well-being and even his supposedly incredible laziness were also mentioned. Perhaps all of the above factors played a role, except for the last one. It should be noted that, leaving Paris after William Tell, Rossini had a firm intention to take on a new opera (Faust). He is also known to have continued and won a six-year lawsuit against the French government over his pension. As for the state of health, having experienced the shock of the death of his beloved mother in 1827, Rossini really felt unwell, at first not very strong, but later progressing at an alarming rate. Everything else is more or less plausible speculation.
During the decade that followed Tell, Rossini, although he retained an apartment in Paris, lived mainly in Bologna, where he hoped to find the rest he needed after the nervous tension of the previous years. True, in 1831 he went to Madrid, where the now widely known Stabat Mater appeared (in the first edition), and in 1836 to Frankfurt, where he met F. Mendelssohn and, thanks to him, discovered the work of J.S. Bach. But still, it was Bologna (not counting regular trips to Paris in connection with litigation) that remained the composer's permanent residence. It can be assumed that he was called to Paris not only by court cases. In 1832 Rossini met Olympia Pelissier. Rossini's relationship with his wife had long since left much to be desired; in the end, the couple decided to leave, and Rossini married Olimpia, who became a good wife for the sick Rossini. Finally, in 1855, after a scandal in Bologna and disappointment from Florence, Olympia persuaded her husband to hire a carriage (he did not recognize trains) and go to Paris. Very slowly his physical and state of mind started to improve; a share, if not of gaiety, then of wit, returned to him; music, which had been a taboo subject for years, began to come to his mind again. April 15, 1857 - the name day of Olympia - became a kind of turning point: on this day, Rossini dedicated a cycle of romances to his wife, which he composed in secret from everyone. It was followed by a series of small plays - Rossini called them Sins of my old age; the quality of this music needs no comment for fans of the Magic Shop (La boutique fantasque) - the ballet for which the plays served as the basis. Finally, in 1863, Rossini's last - and truly significant - work appeared: A Little Solemn Mass (Petite messe solennelle). This mass is not very solemn and not at all small, but beautiful in music and imbued with deep sincerity, which attracted the attention of the musicians to the composition.
Rossini died on November 13, 1868 and was buried in Paris at the Père Lachaise cemetery. After 19 years, at the request of the Italian government, the composer's coffin was transported to Florence and buried in the church of Santa Croce next to the ashes of Galileo, Michelangelo, Machiavelli and other great Italians.
“At the age of 14, IN THE LIST OF THE “FORTRESS” TAKEN BY THEM, THERE WERE AS MANY WOMEN AS ONLY EXPERIENCED LOVELESSES HAPPEN ...”
"SUN OF ITALY"
Gioacchino Rossini is a great Italian composer, the creator of numerous operas and surprisingly bright and beautiful melodies, a brilliant conversationalist and wit, a lover of life and Don Juan, a gourmet and a cook.
“Delightful”, “sweetest”, “captivating”, “comforting”, “sunny”... What epithets were not awarded to Rossini by his contemporaries. Under the charm of his music were the most enlightened people of different times and peoples. Alexander Pushkin wrote in Eugene Onegin:
But the blue evening is getting dark,
It's time for us to the Opera soon:
There is the delightful Rossini,
Europe's minions - Orpheus.
Ignoring harsh criticism
He is forever the same, forever new,
He pours sounds - they boil,
They flow, they burn
Like young kisses
Everything is in bliss, in the flame of love,
Like boiled ai
Golden jet and spray...
Honore de Balzac, after listening to Rossini's Moses, said: "this music raises bowed heads and inspires hope in the laziest hearts." Through the mouth of your favorite hero Rastignac French writer says: “Yesterday, the Italians gave Rossini's Barber of Seville. I have never heard such sweet music before. God! There are lucky people who have a box with the Italians.
The German philosopher Hegel, having arrived in Vienna in September 1824, decided to attend one of the performances of the Italian Opera House. After listening to Rossini's Otello, he wrote to his wife: "As long as I have enough money to go to the Italian opera and pay my return fare, I will stay in Vienna." During the month of his stay in the capital of Austria, the philosopher once visited all the performances of the theater, and 12 times (!) Opera "Othello".
Tchaikovsky, having listened to The Barber of Seville for the first time, wrote in his diary: “The Barber of Seville will forever remain an inimitable example ... That unfeigned, selfless, irresistibly captivating gaiety that splashes every page of The Barber, that brilliance and grace of melody and rhythm, with which this opera is full - cannot be found in anyone.
Heinrich Heine, one of the most fastidious and malicious-speaking people of his time, was completely disarmed by the music of the Italian genius: “Rossini, the divine maestro, is the sun of Italy, wasting its resonant rays around the world! I ... admire your golden tones, the stars of your melodies, your sparkling moth dreams, fluttering so lovingly over me and kissing my heart with the lips of graces! Divine maestro, forgive my poor compatriots who do not see your depth - you covered it with roses ... "
Stendhal, who witnessed the wild success of the Italian composer, stated: "The glory of Rossini can only be limited by the limits of the universe."
WICKING YOUR EARS IS ALSO A TALENT
Excellent students - good performers, but the world is ruled by threesomes. One day, an acquaintance told Rossini that a certain collector had collected a large collection of instruments of torture from all times and peoples. “Was there a piano in this collection?” Rossini asked. “Of course not,” the interlocutor responded with surprise. “So, as a child, he was not taught music!” the composer sighed.
As a child, the future celebrity of Italy did not show any hope for a brighter future. Despite the fact that Rossini was born into a musical family, two undoubted talents that he was able to detect were the ability to move his ears and sleep in any environment. Unusually lively and expansive by nature, young Gioacchino avoided all kinds of studies, preferring noisy games on fresh air. His happiness is a dream, delicious food, good wine, a company of street daredevils and a variety of funny pranks, for which he was a real master. He remained an illiterate person: his letters, always meaningful and witty, are full of monstrous grammatical errors. But is this a reason to be upset?
You're bad at spelling...
So much the worse for spelling!
Parents persistently tried to teach him the family profession - in vain: things did not move further than scales. The parents decide: instead of seeing such a martyred face of Gioacchino every time a music teacher comes, it’s better to send him to study with a blacksmith. Physical work might be more to his liking. Through a short time it turned out that the son of a trumpeter and an opera singer also did not like blacksmithing. On the other hand, it seems that this little slob realized that it is much more pleasant and easier to tap on the keys of a cembalo than to rumble with a heavy hammer on various pieces of iron. Gioacchino is undergoing a pleasant transformation, as if he woke up - he began to study diligently both school wisdom and, most importantly, music. And what is even more surprising, it suddenly revealed new talent- phenomenal memory.
At the age of 14, Rossini entered the Bologna Music Lyceum, where he became the first student, and soon caught up with his teachers. A brilliant memory came in handy here too: once he recorded the music of an entire opera, having listened to it only two or three times ... Soon Rossini began to conduct opera performances. Rossini's first creative experiments date back to this time - vocal numbers for a traveling troupe and a one-act comic opera "Promissory Note for Marriage". The merits in the art of music were appreciated: at the age of 15, Rossini was already crowned with the laurels of the Bologna Philharmonic Academy, thus becoming the youngest academician in Italy.
A good memory never betrayed him. Even in old age. A story has been preserved about how once at one of the evenings, where, in addition to Rossini, Alfred Musset, a young French poet, was also present, the invitees read their poems and excerpts from works in turn. Musset read to the public his new play - about sixty verses. When he finished reading, there was applause.
Your humble servant, Musset bowed.
Excuse me, but this cannot be in any way: I learned these verses at school! And by the way, I still remember!
With these words, the composer repeated word for word the verses just spoken by Musset. The poet blushed to the roots of his hair and became terribly agitated. Out of confusion, he sat down on the sofa and began to mutter something incomprehensible. Rossini, seeing Musset's reaction, quickly approached him, shook hands in a friendly way, and said with a guilty smile:
Forgive me, dear Alfred! These are, of course, your poems. My memory, which has just committed this literary theft, is to blame for everything.
HOW TO GRAB FORTUNE BY THE SKIRT?
The art of complimenting is one of the most important skills that every man who dreams of success in business and, especially, his personal life, should master. Psychologist Eric Berne advised all shy young men to joke more in the presence of the object of love. “Tell her,” he instructed, “for example, something like this: “The panegyrics of all those who love eternity, multiplied three times, are only worth half your charms. Ten thousand joys from a magical buckskin bag - no more than a mulberry, in comparison with a pomegranate, which promises one touch of your lips ... ". If she doesn't appreciate it, she won't appreciate anything else you can offer her, and you'd better forget about her. If she laughs approvingly, you've already won half the battle."
There are people who need to study hard to express their feelings in such a graceful and original way - most of them are. But there are those who received this skill as if from birth. These lucky people do everything easily and naturally: as if playing, they enchant, captivate, seduce and ... just as easily slip away. Among them was Gioacchino Rossini.
“Women make the mistake of believing that all men are the same. And men are mistaken, believing that all women are different, ”he once joked. Already at the age of 14, the list of "fortresses" taken by him included as many women as sometimes only mature men and experienced womanizers have. Pleasant appearance served only as an addition to his other, more important virtues - wit, resourcefulness, always good mood captivating courtesy, the ability to say nice things and have a fascinating conversation. And in the art of wasting compliments, it was generally difficult for him to find a worthy opponent. In addition, he was a generous saint: he smeared all women with verbal oil indiscriminately. Including those with whom, in his words, "you could only kiss with your eyes closed."
At the right time and in the right place, he, an aspiring composer, meets Maria Marcolini, one of the most outstanding singers of her time. She draws attention to the smiling handsome musician and starts a conversation with him herself: “Do you like music?” - "Adore". - “Do you like singers too ...?” - "If they are like you, I adore, just like music." Marcolini looks him straight in the eye with a challenge: “Maestro, but this is almost a declaration of love!” - “Why hardly? It broke out so involuntarily, and I'm not going to renounce it. You can take these words of mine for a light breeze that tickles your ears, and let them go free. But I will catch them and return them to you - with great pleasure. The beauty laughs: “I think we will get along very well, Gioacchino. Why don't you write a new opera for me?..” So, without stewing, with a swoop, you can, as the Italians say, “grab fortune by the skirt”!
Once a journalist asked Rossini a question: “Maestro, everything in life comes easy to you: fame, money, the love of the public! .. Admit it, how did you manage to become a favorite of fortune?” “Indeed, luck loves me,” Rossini answered with a smile, “but only for one simple reason: fortune is a woman and despises those who timidly beg for her love. I don’t pay attention to her, but at the same time I firmly hold this anemone by the hem of her luxurious dress! .. "
WHO MEOWS SO FAKE THERE?
An extravagant merry fellow and adventurer, an infinitely cheerful inventor of all sorts of practical jokes and jokes, a funny zhuir, always ready to respond to an alluring female smile, a gentle look or a note, how many times he found himself in funny, piquant and even life-threatening situations! “It happened to me,” he admitted, “to have extraordinary rivals; throughout my life, I moved three times a year from city to city and changed friends...”.
One day in Bologna, one of his mistresses, Countess B., who lived in Milan, having left the palace, her husband, children, forgetting about her reputation, came one day to the room he occupied in a more than modest hotel. They met very affectionately. However, soon, through negligence, the unlocked door opened and ... another mistress of Rossini appeared on the threshold - Princess K., the most famous beauty of Bologna. Without hesitation, the ladies grappled in hand-to-hand combat. Rossini tried to intervene, but he was unable to separate the fighting ladies. During this ramble - that's really true: trouble does not come alone! - the closet door suddenly opens and... half-naked Countess F. appears before the eyes of the raging ladies - another mistress of the maestro, all this time quietly sitting in his closet. What happened next, history, as they say, is silent. For the protagonist of this "opera-buff", by this moment very prudently taking a place closer to the exit, quickly grabbing his hat and cloak, quickly left the stage. On the same day, without warning anyone, he left Bologna.
On other occasions, he was less fortunate. However, in order to understand the essence of what happened next, we will make a small remark and retell one of Rossini's favorite anecdotes. So: the French Duke Charles the Bold was a warlike fellow and in matters of war he took for himself the model of the famous commander - Hannibal. He remembered his name at every step, with or without reason: “I chased him like Hannibal chased Scipio!”, “This is an act worthy of Hannibal!”, “Hannibal would be pleased with you!” and so on. In the battle of Murten, Karl was utterly defeated and forced to flee the battlefield in his carriage. The court jester, running away with his master, ran next to the carriage and, from time to time looking into it, shouted: “Ek, we were gannibalized!”
Good joke, isn't it? But back to Rossini. In Padua, where he soon arrived, he took a liking to a charming young lady, known, like himself, for her whims. However, these quirks are only half the trouble. The charmer, unfortunately, had an extremely jealous and warlike patron, who tirelessly watched over his ward. In order to share the forbidden fruit with the beauty, as Rossini himself later said, “I was forced to meow like a cat every time at three in the morning; and since I was a composer and was proud of the melodiousness of my music, they demanded of me that, meowing, I took false notes ... "
It is not known whether Rossini meowed too falsely, or perhaps too loudly - out of love impatience! - but one day from the cherished balcony, instead of the usual response “Mur-mur-mur ...”, a waterfall of fetid slops fell upon him. Humiliated and crap from head to toe, the unlucky lover hurried home to the malicious laughter of the jealous man and his servants coming from the balcony... “Ek, they gannibalized us!” - now and then he exclaimed on the way.
Well, apparently, even the favorites of fortune have misfires!
“Usually men present gifts to the beauties they are courting,” Rossini admitted, “but it was the other way around for me - the beauties made gifts to me, and I didn’t interfere with them ... Yes, I didn’t prevent them from doing a lot!”. He wasn't looking for women - they were looking for him. He did not ask them for anything - they begged him for attention to themselves and love. It would seem that this can only be dreamed of. But here, imagine, there are inconveniences. Excessively noisy female jealousy pursued Rossini as intrusively as the serious and even life-threatening anger of deceived husbands, forcing them to change hotels, cities and even countries all the time. Sometimes it got to the point that the women themselves offered him money for a night of love with the "divine maestro." For a self-respecting man, especially an Italian, this is already a shame. Then the ladies resorted to trickery and came to Rossini with a request to take music lessons from him. To scare away unwanted students, the maestro wringed unprecedented prices for his musical consultations. However, wealthy aging ladies were happy to pay the required amount. Rossini said about this:
Like it or not, but you have to get rich ... But what is the price! Oh, if only anyone knew what agony I have to endure, listening to the voices of these elderly singers, who creak like unoiled door hinges!
WOMAN HORRIBLY IN LOVE
Once, returning from another concert tour, Rossini told his friends about an adventure that happened to him in a provincial town, where he staged his opera Tancred. The main part in it was performed by one very famous singer- a lady of unusually tall stature and no less impressive volume.
I conducted, sitting, as always, in my place in the orchestra. When Tancred appeared on the scene, I was delighted with the beauty and majestic appearance of the singer who sang the part of the protagonist. She was no longer young, but still quite attractive. Tall, well-built, with sparkling eyes, in a helmet and armor, she looked really very belligerent. In addition to everything, she sang superbly, with great feeling, so after the aria “Oh, motherland, ungrateful motherland ...” I shouted: “Bravo, bravissimo!”, And the audience applauded wildly. The singer was apparently very flattered by my approval, because until the end of the act she did not stop throwing very expressive glances at me. I decided that I was allowed to go to her bathroom to thank her for her performance. But as soon as I crossed the threshold, the singer, as if in a frenzy, grabbed the maid by the shoulders, pushed her out and locked the door with a key. Then she rushed to me and exclaimed in the greatest excitement: “Ah, the moment I have been waiting for has finally come! In my life there was only one dream - to meet you! Maestro, my idol, hug me!”
Imagine this scene: tall - I barely reached her shoulder - powerful, twice as thick as me, besides, in a man's suit, in armor, she rushes to me, so tiny next to her, presses me to her chest - to what chest! - and squeezes in a suffocating hug. “Signora,” I tell her, “don’t crush me! Do you at least have a bench so that I can be at the proper height. And then this helmet and these armor ... "-" Oh, yes, of course, I haven't taken off my helmet yet ... I'm completely crazy, I don't know what I'm doing! And she throws off her helmet with a sharp movement, but he clings to the armor. She tries to tear it off, but can't. Then she grabs the dagger hanging at her side, and with one blow cuts through the cardboard armor, presenting to my astonished gaze something that was by no means military, but very feminine, that was under them. From the heroic Tancred, only armlets and knee pads remained.
“Good God! I scream. - What did you do? “What does it matter now,” she replies. - I want you, maestro! I want you..." - "And the performance? You need to get on stage!" This remark seemed to bring her back to reality, but not quite, and her excitement did not pass, judging by the wild look and nervous excitement. I, however, took advantage of this brief pause, jumped out of the dressing room and rushed to look for the maid. “Hurry, hurry! I told her. - Your mistress is in trouble, the armor is broken, we urgently need to fix it. She's out in a few minutes!" And he hurried to take his place in the orchestra. But it took a long time to come out. The intermission lasted longer than usual, the audience began to resent and finally made such a noise that the stage inspector was forced to go to the ramp. And the audience learned with amazement that the signorina of the singer, who plays the role of Tancred, is not in good order of armor and she asks permission to go on stage in a raincoat. The audience is outraged, expresses displeasure, but the signorina appears without armor, only in a raincoat. As soon as the performance ended, I immediately left for Milan and, I hope, I will never again meet this huge and monstrously in love woman ...
"WHAT IS YOUR NAME?" - "I'M SATISFIED!"
No events can bring him to reason. Once in Vienna, he met a glorious company of young rake, who, like him, followed the well-known principle of medieval troubadours - "Wine, women and songs." Rossini did not know a word of German, except perhaps for one single phrase: "Ich bin zufrieden" - "I am satisfied." But this did not prevent him from making excursions to all the best taverns, tasting local wines and dishes, and participating in cheerful, albeit somewhat dubious, walks with ladies of "non-strict behavior" out of town.
As expected, this time it was not without controversy. “Once, while walking along the streets of Vienna,” Rossini later shared his impressions, “I witnessed a fight between two gypsies, of which one, having received a terrible blow with a dagger, fell on the sidewalk. Immediately a huge crowd gathered. As soon as I wanted to get out of it, a policeman came up to me and very excitedly said a few words in German, of which I did not understand anything. I answered him very politely: "Ich bin zufrieden." At first he was taken aback, and then, taking two tones higher, he burst into a tirade, the ferocity of which, it seemed to me, increased on a continuous crescendo, while on diminuendo I repeated my “ich bin zufrieden” in front of this armed man more and more politely and respectfully. . Suddenly turning purple with rage, he called another policeman, and both, foaming at the mouth, grabbed my arms. All I could understand from their cries was the words "police commissioner".
Fortunately, when they led me, I came across a carriage in which the Russian ambassador was traveling. He asked what was going on here. After a short explanation in German, these fellows let me go, apologizing in every possible way. True, I understood the meaning of their verbal curtsies only from their despairing gestures and endless bows. The ambassador put me into his carriage and explained that at first the policeman only asked me for my name, in order to call me, if necessary, as a witness to the crime committed before my eyes. After all, he did his duty. But my endless zufrieden pissed him off so much that he took them for a mockery and wished to take me to the commissioner so that he would inspire me with respect for the police. When the ambassador told the policeman that I could be excused because I didn't know German language, he was indignant: “This one? Yes, he speaks in the purest Viennese dialect! "Then be polite ... and in the pure Viennese dialect!" ... "
Speaking without exaggeration, Rossini's biography is half facts, half anecdotes. Rossini himself was known as a first-class supplier of all sorts of stories and witticisms. What is true in them, and what is fiction - we will not guess. In any case, they almost always correspond to the composer's character, his extraordinary love of life, spiritual simplicity and lightness. One of his favorite stories is about a Parisian organ grinder.
Once, under the windows of the house in which the composer settled after arriving in Paris, the most false sounds of an old hurdy-gurdy were heard. Just because the same melody was repeated several times, Rossini suddenly recognized with amazement in it an incredibly distorted theme from the overture to his opera William Tell. Extremely angry, he opened the window and was about to order the organ grinder to leave immediately, but immediately changed his mind and cheerfully shouted to the busker to go upstairs.
Tell me, friend, does your wonderful hurdy-gurdy play any of Halévy's music? he asked the organ grinder when he appeared at the door. (Halevi - popular opera composer, at that time - a rival and competitor of Rossini. - A.K.)
Still would! "The Cardinal's Daughter"
Great! Rossini rejoiced. - Do you know where he lives?
Certainly. Who in Paris does not know this?
Wonderful. Here's a franc. Go and play him his Cardinal's Daughter. The same tune and at least six times. Fine?
The organ grinder smiled and shook his head.
I can not. It was Monsieur Halévy who sent me to you. However, he is kinder than you: he asked to play your overture only three times.
"BEZH ZUBOV, LIKE RUN HANDS ..."
Beauty is a credential. One of the maestro's little weaknesses is narcissism. He was very proud of his appearance. Once, in a conversation with a certain important minister of the church who visited him in a hotel, he said: “You talk about my glory, but do you know, monsignor, what is my real right to immortality? That I am the most beautiful of the people of our time! Canova (famous Italian sculptor - A.K.) told me that he was going to sculpt Achilles from me! With these words, he jumps out of bed and appears before the eyes of the Roman prelate in the costume of Adam: “Look at that leg! Look at this hand! I think that when a person is so well built, he can be sure of his immortality...” The prelate opens his mouth and slowly starts backing towards the exit. Satisfied, Rossini bursts into wild laughter.
“Whoever eats a lot of sweets will know what a toothache is; who indulges his lust, he brings his old age closer. Rossini could serve good example for this quote from Avicenna. Excessive work (about 40 operas in 16 years!), incessant travel and rehearsals, an unthinkable amount love affairs, plus the most natural gluttony turned a handsome man splashing with health and energy into a sick old man. At thirty-four, he looked at least ten years older. At thirty-nine, he lost all his hair and teeth. The whole appearance has also changed: his once slender figure was disfigured by obesity, the corners of his mouth sagged, his lips, due to the lack of teeth, wrinkled and retracted, like those of an ancient old woman, and his chin, on the contrary, protruded, further disfiguring the once beautiful face.
But Rossini is still a big pleasure hunter. The cellars of his house are filled with bottles and barrels of wine from different countries. These are gifts from countless admirers, among whom there are many august persons. But now he relishes these gifts more and more alone. Yes, and even then secretly - doctors forbid ... The same thing with food: you have to limit yourself. Only here the problem is not in some kind of prohibitions, but in the absence of physical ability to eat what we would like. “Without teeth, as a decoration of the face,” he complains, lisping exaggeratedly, “you can do without teeth, as a tool for eating, unfortunately, it is impossible ...”.
Rossini carries his artificial teeth with him in a handkerchief and demonstrates to all the curious. But somehow suspiciously often he drops them (and at the most inopportune moment, right from his mouth!) either into the broth, or, in moments of loud laughter (the maestro does not know how to laugh in any other way), just on the floor, causing a violent reaction in a circle of esthetizing gentlemen and stiff gentlemen. Perhaps only lazy and dumb people do not laugh at his dentures. However, the maestro, it seems, is not offended, but, on the contrary, rejoices at such glory.
The artist De Sanctis, who painted a portrait of the aged composer, noted: “He has the most beautiful, perfect shape head, there is not a single hair on it, and it is so smooth and pink that it glows like alabaster ... ". Regarding his "alabaster" head, the composer also did not complex. No, he did not demonstrate it to everyone in a row, as his implanted teeth. He skillfully disguised her with numerous and varied wigs.
“I have the most beautiful hair in the world,” he said in one of his letters to a lady friend, “or rather, even the most beautiful, because I have them for any season and for all occasions. You probably think that I shouldn't say "my hair" because it's someone else's hair? But the hair is really mine, because I bought it, and paid a lot. They are mine just like the clothes I buy, so I think I can rightfully consider this someone else's hair that I paid money for to be mine.
There were legends about Rossini's wigs. They assured him that he had a whole hundred of them. Indeed, there were many wigs: different textures, different styles, hairstyles, character. Light and wavy - for spring days, for hot sunny weather; strict, important and solid - for cloudy days and special occasions. There was also a purely Rossini invention - wigs with a "moral connotation" (probably for not very beautiful fans ...). In addition, he had separate wigs for weddings, sad wigs for funerals, charming wigs for dance parties, receptions and social gatherings, important wigs for official places, "frivolous" curly wigs for dates ... If anyone was trying to joke, surprised that such an outstanding person as Rossini had a weakness for wigs, the maestro was perplexed:
Why weakness? If I wear a wig, then at least I have a head. I know some, even very important people who, if they thought of wearing a wig, would have nothing to put it on ...
"ARISTOCRATS HAVE NO NEED TO ENHANCE..."
“When there is an opportunity, I am always happy to do nothing,” said the author of The Barber of Seville. However, to call Rossini a lazy person does not turn his tongue. To write 40 operas, as well as more than a hundred other musical works of different genres, is a huge job. Why does everyone say that he is an exemplary lazy person?
Here is what the composer himself said about this: “In general, I believe that a person feels excellent only in bed, and I am convinced that the true, natural position of a person is horizontal. And the vertical one - on the legs - probably later came up with some conceited type who wanted to pass for the original. Well, since, unfortunately, there are enough crazy people in the world, humanity was forced to take a vertical position. Of course, the above is more like a joke. But she's not far from the truth.
Rossini composed his famous operas not at the piano or at the table, but mostly in bed. Once, wrapped up in a blanket with his head - it was winter outside - he composed a duet for new opera. Suddenly a sheet of music paper slipped from his hands and fell under the bed. Get out of a warm cozy bed? Rossini is easier to compose a new duet. He did just that. When, after some time, the first duet was extracted (with the help of a friend) from under the bed, Rossini adapted it to another opera - the good would not be wasted!
“Work must always be avoided,” Rossini argued. - They say that work ennobles a person. But this makes me think that it is for this reason that many noble gentlemen and aristocrats do not work - they do not need to ennoble themselves. Those who knew Rossini well understood that the maestro was not joking at all.
“Genius,” said the famous inventor Thomas Edison, “is 1 percent inspiration and 99 percent perspiration.” It seems that this formula is not at all suitable for the great maestro. Let us make a bold statement: the huge legacy of the Italian composer is the result not so much of shed sweat as of the play of a genius. Talents sweat, but geniuses create by playing. In his work, in composing music, Rossini considered himself truly omnipotent. He could make candy out of everything. His saying is well known: "Give me a laundry bill and I'll set it to music." Beethoven was surprised by the author of The Barber: "Rossini ... writes with such ease that he needs as many weeks to compose one opera as it would take years for a German composer."
The genius of Rossini has two sides: one is the fantastic fruitfulness and lightness of his muse, the other is neglect of his own gift, laziness and "Epicureanism". life philosophy the composer was as follows: “Try to avoid any kind of trouble, and if this fails, try to be upset about them as little as possible, never worry about what does not concern you, never lose your temper, except in the most extreme cases, because it is always dearer to yourself, even if you are right, and especially if you are right. And most importantly - always take care not to disturb your peace, this gift of the gods.
Despite the fact that Rossini wrote his operas, in comparison with other composers, almost at lightning speed, there were often cases with him when he did not have time to finish the score on time. So it was with the overture to the opera "Othello": the premiere is on the nose, but there is still no overture! The director of the San Carlo Theater, without hesitation, lured the composer into an empty room with bars on the window and locked him in it, leaving him only a plate of spaghetti, and promising that until the last note of the overture came, Rossini would not come out of his "prison" and will not receive food. Locked up, the composer finished the overture very quickly.
It was the same with the overture to the opera The Thieving Magpie, which he composed under the same conditions, locked in a room, and composed it on the day of the premiere! Under the window of the "prison" there were stage workers and caught finished sheets with notes, then ran to the note scribes. The furious director of the theater ordered the people guarding Rossini: if the sheets of the musical score are not thrown out of the window, then throw the composer himself out of the window!
The absence of gourmet food, wine, a soft bed and other familiar pleasures only spurred on the already energetic muse of Rossini. (By the way, is this why there are so many fast music?) In addition, another incentive for the speedy completion of the opera was the threats of the theater director, Domenico Barbaia, from whom Rossini treacherously “stole” his mistress, the beautiful and wealthy prima singer Isabella Colbran, by marrying her. There were rumors that Barbaia even wanted to challenge the maestro to a duel ... But now he has locked him in a cramped room and expects only some kind of overture from him. It seems that our composer got off lightly: it is easier for him to write a dozen overtures than to participate in a duel and risk his life. Although Rossini is, of course, a genius, he is clearly not a hero...
sane coward
Once in Bologna, while still a young and little-known musician, Rossini wrote a revolutionary song that inspired the Italians to fight for liberation from the Austrian yoke. The young composer understood that after that it was not at all safe for him to remain in the city occupied by Austrian troops. However, it was impossible to leave Bologna without the permission of the Austrian commandant. Rossini came to him for a pass.
Who you are? asked the Austrian general.
I am a musician and a composer, but not like that robber Rossini, who composes revolutionary songs. I love Austria and have written for you a bravura military march, which you can have your military bands learn.
Rossini gave the general notes with the march and received a pass in return. The next day the march was rehearsed, and an Austrian military band performed it in the Piazza Bologna. And yet it was the same revolutionary song.
When the inhabitants of Bologna heard the familiar tune, they were delighted and immediately picked it up. One can imagine how furious the Austrian general was and how sorry he was that "this robber Rossini" was already outside of Bologna.
This case is a rare example of Rossini's bold behavior. Rather, it is not even courage, but the usual mischief, the audacity of youth. He who loves life and its pleasures very much is seldom a brave man.
Fearing being called up for military service, Rossini diligently avoided meeting with the military gendarmerie, constantly changing the place of his lodging for the night. When sometimes the patrol caught him on the spot, he pretended to be the indignant creditor of Rossini, whom the latter, not wanting to pay the debt, vilely avoids. It is not known how this hide-and-seek game would have ended if the head of the Milan garrison had not turned out to be a great music lover. It turns out that he was at La Scala at the triumphal performance of "The Touchstone" and was delighted with the opera. And he believes that it would be unfair to expose Rossini's newly born musical glory to the difficulties and dangers of military life. Therefore, the general signs his release from military service. The happy maestro comes to thank him:
General, now thanks to you I can write music again. Not really sure what musical art you will be as grateful as I...
Doubt? And I - not at all. Don't be modest.
But I can assure you of something else - you will undoubtedly be grateful to the art of war, because I would be a bad soldier.
Here I agree with you! the general laughs.
The Italian writer Arnaldo Frakkaroli in the book "Rossini" gives a story about one episode from the composer's life. “When Rossini arrived in Rome, he immediately called the barber and he shaved him for several days, not allowing himself any familiarity with him. But when the day of the first orchestral rehearsal of "Torvaldo" approached, he, having done his job with all care, shook hands with the composer without ceremony, kindly adding: "See you!" - "So how?" asked a somewhat puzzled Rossini. "Yes, we'll see you at the theater soon." - "In the theatre?" exclaimed the astonished maestro. - “Of course. I am the first trumpeter in the orchestra.”
This discovery made Rossini, a man of no courage, think about it. He was very strict and exacting in the rehearsals of his operas. The false note, the wrong rhythm, angered him. He shouted, scolded, became furious, seeing how the fruits of his inspiration were distorted beyond recognition. Then he did not spare anyone, even the most revered artists. However, the thought that he could acquire a mortal enemy in the face of a person who daily runs a sharp blade across his face made him become more restrained. No matter how great were the mistakes made by the trumpeter-barber, the composer did not make him the slightest reproach in the theater, and only the next day after shaving politely pointed them out to him, which he was incredibly flattered and already tried to please his famous client.
A great anti-traveler and, in his own words, a sane coward, Rossini always chose horses and teams with great care - even just to make a five-minute trip from home to the theater. He preferred horses that were thin and tired, which would surely be dragged slowly and calmly, without exposing any danger. “After all, you sit in a stroller in order to get where you need to, and not to rush headlong!”
"TRIANGLE OF PLEASURE"
One of his biographers said: "If Rossini had not been a great composer, he would certainly have been awarded the title of the greatest gastronome of the 19th century." Indeed, nature rewarded the Italian composer with an enviable appetite and exquisite taste. The combination, I must say, is very favorable, because a good appetite without taste is stupid gluttony, and a taste without appetite is almost a perversion.
“As for me,” Rossini confessed, “I don’t know a more wonderful occupation than food ... What love is for the heart, then appetite is for the stomach. The stomach is the bandmaster who directs large orchestra our passions and puts them into action. An empty stomach is like a bassoon or a piccolo when it purrs with displeasure or pours roulades with desire. In contrast, a full stomach is a triangle of pleasure or a timpani of joy. As for love, I regard it as a prima donna, as a goddess who sings the brain with cavatinas, intoxicates the ear and delights the heart. Food, love, singing and digestion - these are truly the four acts of the comic opera called life and which disappears like the foam from a bottle of champagne. The one who has it without pleasure is a complete fool.
Only a real epicurean could say that. And, like any connoisseur of simple and natural pleasures, Rossini could talk for hours about the merits and demerits of this or that cuisine, this or that dish or sauce. He called haute cuisine and fine music "two trees of the same root."
Rossini was not only an excellent eater, but also a skilled cook. He loved his cooking as much as he loved his music. His biographers still disagree about how many times the maestro cried in his life. Some argue that twice: from joy - when I first heard Paganini, and from grief - when I dropped a dish of pasta cooked with my own hands. The majority is inclined to believe that four times: after listening to Paganini, after the failure of the first opera, after receiving news of the death of the mother, and also after the fall of the coveted food. Most likely, it was a turkey stuffed with truffles prepared by him for a festive dinner, which fell overboard of the boat, where the picnic was held. For this bird with his favorite delicacy mushrooms, the composer was ready to give, if not his soul, then any of his operas for sure. Not to mention strangers - after all, it was about these unusual mushrooms that Rossini concluded: “I can only compare truffles with Mozart's opera Don Giovanni. The more you eat them, the greater the charm opens up to you.
The composer never missed an opportunity to savor a turkey stuffed with truffles, former cause mass gourmet insanity of that time. One day Rossini won a bet on his favorite delicacy. However, he had to wait an unacceptably long time for his coveted win. In response to the maestro's insistent claims, the loser justified himself every time - either by an unsuccessful season, or by the fact that the first good truffles had not yet appeared. “Nonsense, nonsense! shouted Rossini. "It's just false rumors spread by turkeys who don't want to be stuffed!"
Rossini's letters are full of cooking. Even love ones. In one of the letters to his beloved, he writes: “What is much for me more interesting than music, dear Angelika, this is my invention of a wonderful, incomparable salad. The recipe looks like this: a little Provence oil is taken, a little English mustard, a few drops of French vinegar, pepper, salt, lettuce leaves and a little lemon juice. Truffles of the highest quality are also cut there. Everything mixes well."
A few years ago, a book was published in Paris called Rossini and the Sin of Gluttony. It contains about fifty recipes invented by the famous gourmet of his time. For example, Figaro salad made from boiled veal tongue, cannelloni (pasta) a la Rossini, and, of course, the famous Rossini Tournedo - fried tenderloin with foie gras and Madeira sauce. There is also a legend about how this appetizing dish got its name.
It all happened at Cafe Anglais in Paris. Allegedly, Rossini insisted on cooking dishes under personal supervision and ordered the chef to cook in a room that would be visible from behind his table. While cooking the dish, the maestro commented on the chef's actions all the time, constantly giving him important, from his point of view, instructions and advice. When the chef finally resented the constant interference, the maestro exclaimed: “Et alors! Tournez les dos!” - "Ah well! Then turn back!" In a word, tournedos.
WHAT IS GERMAN HALIBUT?
Like any outstanding person, Rossini had his own antipode. His name is Richard Wagner, the famous German composer. If Rossini is lightness, melody, emotionality, then Wagner is monumentality, pomposity and rationality. Each of them had desperate admirers who clashed in fierce controversy. Admirers of the Italian maestro ruthlessly ridiculed the operas of "Mr. Rumbler", as Wagner was nicknamed in Italy, for their emotional dryness, lack of melody and excessive loudness. The Germans, who considered themselves "trendsetters" in philosophy, science and music, were unhappy that their authority was called into question by some upstart Italian, who suddenly began to rave all over Europe. Therefore, they accused Rossini and other Italian composers of frivolity and profanity - they say, these are not real composers, but organ grinders, indulging the tastes of an unpretentious crowd. And what did the composers themselves say about each other?
Wagner, after listening to several operas by Rossini, declared that this fashionable Italian was nothing more than "a clever manufacturer of artificial flowers." Rossini, having visited one of Wagner's operas, remarked: “You need to listen to such music more than once or twice. But I can't do it more than once."
Rossini made no secret of his dislike for the music of the German composer. One of the anecdotes tells how one day in the Rossini house, when after dinner everyone sat on the terrace with glasses of sweet wine, an unimaginable noise came from the dining room. There was a ringing, a knock, a roar, a crackle, a rumble, and, finally, a groan and a rattle. The guests froze in amazement. Rossini ran to the dining room. A minute later he returned to the guests with a smile:
Thank God, - it was the maid who caught the tablecloth and knocked over the entire serving. And I, imagine, sinfully thought that someone had dared to play the overture to Tannhäuser in my house!
“Where is Wagner’s melody? Rossini was outraged. “Yes, something is ringing with him, something is chirping, but it seems that he himself does not know why it is ringing and why it is chirping!” Once, for one of his weekly dinners, he invited several music critics, passionate admirers of Wagner. The main dish on the menu at this dinner was "German halibut". Knowing the great culinary skills of the maestro, the guests were looking forward to this delicacy. When the halibut's turn came, the servants served a very appetizing sauce. Everyone put it on their plates and waited for the main course... But the mysterious "German halibut" was never served. The guests were embarrassed and began to whisper: what to do with the sauce? Then Rossini, amused by their confusion, exclaimed:
What are you waiting for gentlemen? Try the sauce, trust me, it's great! As for the halibut, alas... The fish supplier forgot to deliver it. But don't be surprised! Isn't that what we see in Wagner's music? Nice sauce, but no halibut! There is no melody!
When Rossini settled in Paris, fans, musicians and just famous people- to see with my own eyes a living legend and express my admiration for him. Wagner, having arrived in Paris, witnessed this unpleasant pilgrimage for him. In one of his letters home, he wrote: “True, I haven’t seen Rossini yet, but they write caricatures of him here, as if he were a fat epicurean, stuffed not with music, since he had emptied himself a long time ago, but with bologna sausage.” Imagine Rossini's surprise when he was informed of Wagner's ardent desire to visit the "great maestro" in his house.
The meeting of the two composers took place. What could these two completely different people be talking about? Of course, about music. After this conversation, all their personal misunderstandings were resolved. Despite the fact that Rossini still did not understand Wagner's music, now he was not so categorical in his assessments, and already spoke of it like this: "Wagner has charming moments and terrible quarters of an hour." Wagner also changed his mind about the "clever artificial flower manufacturer":
I confess, - he said after a conversation with Rossini, - I did not expect to meet such Rossini as he turned out to be - a simple, direct, serious person, with a keen interest in everything we talked about ... Like Mozart, he is in the very possesses a high degree of melodic gift, which is reinforced by an amazing sense of the stage and dramatic expression ... Of all the musicians that I met in Paris, he is the only truly great musician!
(As you know, Wagner loved his music and his own artistic exclusivity much more than truth and art. According to his views, if art was not created by him, then it is not art. One has to be surprised at this flattering and, of course, sincere review of Wagner about Rossini. Be that as it may, these words do credit to the German composer.)
SMALL CRACK IN A BIG HEART
“To tell the truth,” Rossini admitted at the end of his life, “I am still more capable of writing comic operas. I was more willing to take on comic plots than serious ones. Unfortunately, I did not choose the libretto for myself, but my impresarios. And how many times have I had to compose music with only the first act in front of my eyes and not imagine how the action develops and how the whole opera will end? Just think... at that time I had to feed my father, mother and grandmother. Wandering from city to city, I wrote three or four operas a year. And, you can believe me, was still far from material well-being. For The Barber of Seville I received from the impresario one thousand two hundred francs, and as a present a walnut-colored suit with gold buttons, so that I could appear in the orchestra in decent shape. This outfit cost, perhaps, one hundred francs, therefore, in total, one thousand three hundred francs. Since I wrote The Barber of Seville in thirteen days, it came out at a hundred francs a day. As you can see,” added Rossini, smiling, “I still received a solid salary. I was very proud of my own father, who, when he was a trumpeter in Pesaro, received only two francs fifty centimes a day.
A decisive turning point in Rossini's financial situation came on the day when he decided to link his fate with Isabella Colbran. This marriage brought Rossini twenty thousand livres a year. Until that day, Rossini could not afford to buy more than two suits a year.
A constant lack of money - but how can someone who is not used to denying himself big and small pleasures have enough? - little by little they turned Rossini, a man by nature grateful and generous, into an excellent miser. When Rossini was asked if he had any friends, he replied: “Of course he does. Lord Rothschild and Morgan. - "Which are the millionaires?" - Yes, those are the same. - “Probably, maestro, you have chosen such friends for yourself so that, if necessary, you can borrow money from them?” “On the contrary, I call them friends precisely because they never borrow money from me!”
The maestro's overthrift was the source of numerous jokes and anecdotes. One of them tells about domestic musical evenings Rossini, which almost always took place in an ominous twilight. The huge living room was lit only by two miserable candles on the piano. Once, when the concert was coming to an end, and the flame was already licking the candlestick socket, one of the friends remarked to the composer that it would be nice to add more candles. To which Rossini replied:
And you advise the ladies to wear more diamonds, they sparkle in the dark and perfectly replace lighting ...
The famous dinners given by the "generous" Rossini spouses cost them practically not a single lira or franc. At the request of the "divine maestro" each guest had to ... bring food with them. Some carried exquisite fish, others - expensive wines, others - rare fruits ... Well, Madame Rossini, without the slightest hesitation, reminded the guests of this "duty". If there were many guests (which was especially beneficial in order to save money), then the number of dishes brought many times exceeded the needs of one dinner, and the surplus was happily hidden in the host's buffet until the next dinner ...
But for the "particularly solemn" dinners on Saturdays, Rossini does not take into account any expenses. However, his second wife, Signora Olympia, is unable to cope with her stinginess. Each time, on a beautifully laid table, there are vases with amazingly fresh fruits. But it almost never comes to them. And all because of Signora Olympia. Then she suddenly feels bad and leaves the table, and if the hostess got up, the guests also get up, then Tonino's servant will appear with some kind of specially prepared news or a message about an urgent visit, in a word, there is always an obstacle between guests and fruit. One day, one of Rossini's regular guests gives the servant a good tip and asks why guests never get to taste the fruit at Rossini's house.
Everything is very simple, - the servant admits, - Madame rents fruits and must return them.
And yet, let's be honest: stinginess, no matter how funny it may sometimes look, is still an unsightly and repulsive thing. For a man, this is a vice at all. After parting with his first wife, Isabella Colbran, Rossini left her the Villa Castenaso - the same villa that belonged to her before his marriage, one hundred and fifty skudos a month (miserable crumbs!) And a modest apartment in the city for the winter. He told his friends:
I acted nobly, in any case, everyone is opposed to her because of the endless follies.
By follies, he meant her passion for cards...
On this occasion, Arnaldo Frakkaroli exclaims with regret: “Oh, Gioacchino, the greatest and most famous maestro, have you already forgotten the years spent in Naples, how she helped in your triumphs? What kind, glorious, generous friend was she? How dearly it costs people, even the greatest, the thought of this metal! And how many cracks in the human heart, even for someone who is gifted with a spark of genius!
“NO MOM! MOTHER IS NO MORE ... "
Perhaps the only person Rossini truly loved was his mother. He did not write such long letters to anyone, he was not so frank with anyone, he did not worry about anyone and did not care about anyone like he did about his mother. To her, his beloved, he without any hesitation addresses his messages, full of ardent love and respect: "To the most beautiful signora Rossini, mother of the famous maestro, in Bologna." All his victories are her happiness, all his failures are her tears.
His mother's death was a shock to him from which he never recovered. A month after her funeral, on the day of the premiere of his new opera Moses, the audience began to demand the author to the stage. To challenges, to insistent demands to bow, he answered: “No, no, leave me!” It took decisive action and he was almost by force brought to the stage to the public. In response to a hurricane of applause and frantic shouts, Rossini bowed several times, and the audience in the nearest rows was amazed to see tears in the eyes of the maestro. Is it possible? Is it possible that Rossini, an incorrigible cheerleader and joker, a man without superfluous prejudices, was so excited? So, the storm of this success shook him too? But only the artists standing nearby could understand the riddle of this excitement. Leaving the stage, they said, the winner muttered through tears, inconsolably, like a child: “But there is no mother! Mom is no more...
The death of his mother, the failure of his new opera William Tell, the decision of the new French government to deny him his earlier pension, stomach pains, impotence and other misfortunes that fell on him at once, led to severe depression. The craving for loneliness began to seize him more and more, displacing his natural inclination to fun. At the age of 39, having become ill with neurasthenia, Rossini, at that time the most famous and sought-after composer in Europe, suddenly quit composing music, refuses to secular life and former friends, and retire to his small house in Bologna with his new wife, the Frenchwoman Olympia Pelissier.
In the next four decades, the composer did not write a single opera. All his creative baggage over the years is a few small compositions in vocal and instrumental genres. For some twenty years, he achieved everything, and suddenly - complete silence and defiant detachment from the world. Such a cessation of composer activity at the very zenith of mastery and fame is a unique phenomenon in the history of world musical culture.
When the disease began to inspire serious fears for his psyche, Olympia persuaded him to change the situation and leave for Paris. Fortunately, the treatment in France was successful: very slowly, his physical and mental condition began to improve. His share, if not gaiety, then wit, returned to him; music, which had been a taboo subject for years, began to come to his mind again. April 15, 1857 - the name day of Olympia - became a kind of turning point: on this day, Rossini dedicated a cycle of romances to his wife, which he composed in secret from everyone. It was hard to believe in this miracle: the brain of a great man, considered forever extinct, suddenly lit up again with a bright light!
The cycle of romances was followed by a series of small plays - Rossini called them "The Sins of My Old Age". Finally, in 1863, the last - and truly significant - work of Rossini appeared: "A Little Solemn Mass". This mass is not very solemn and not at all small, but beautiful in music and imbued with deep sincerity.
Rossini died on November 13, 1868 and was buried in Paris at the Père Lachaise cemetery. After himself, the maestro left two and a half million tailcoats. He bequeathed most of these funds to the creation music school in Pesaro. Expressing gratitude to France for hospitality, he established two annual awards of three thousand francs for best performance opera or sacred music and for an outstanding libretto in verse and prose. large amount he also intended to create a nursing home for French singers, as well as vocalists from Italy who made a career in France.
After 19 years, at the request of the Italian government, the composer's coffin was transported to Florence and buried in the church of Santa Croce next to the ashes of Galileo, Michelangelo, Machiavelli and other great Italians.
"LIFE WOULD BE A MISTAKE WITHOUT MUSIC"
Trying to explain the secret of the extraordinary appeal of Rossini's music, Stendhal wrote: “The main feature of Rossini's music is speed, which in itself distracts the soul from sad sadness. It's a freshness that makes me smile with pleasure with every beat. There is no need to think about any difficulties: we are completely in the power of the pleasure that has captured us. I don’t know any other music that would have such a purely physical effect on you ... That’s why the scores of all other composers seem heavy and boring compared to Rossini’s music.”
Leo Tolstoy once made the following entry in his diary: “I will not be upset if this world goes to hell. That's just the music is a pity. Friedrich Nietzsche said: "Without music, life would be a mistake." Maybe music is just that little thing that makes our life more or less bearable?
And what exactly is music? It is, first of all, our experience. And the task of any music, in the words of Bertrand Russell, is to give us emotions, the main of which are joy and consolation. If Bach is purification and humility, Beethoven is despair and hope, Mozart is play and laughter, then Rossini is delight and joy. Enthusiasm is sincere and unbridled. And the joy is pure and jubilant, as in childhood ...
For this joy - our low bow to you, Signor Gioacchino Rossini! And our grateful applause:
Bravo, maestro! Bravo, Rossini!! Bravissimo!!!
Alexander Kazakevich
(1792-1868) italian composer
G. Rossini is an outstanding Italian composer of the last century, whose work marked the heyday of the national operatic art. He managed to breathe new life into traditional Italian types of opera - comic (buffa) and "serious" (seria). Rossini's talent was revealed especially brightly in the opera buffa. The realism of life sketches, accuracy in the depiction of characters, the swiftness of action, melodic richness and sparkling wit ensured his works immense popularity.
The period of intensive creativity of Rossini lasted about 20 years. During this time, he created over 30 operas, many in a short time bypassed the capital theaters of Europe and brought worldwide fame to the author.
Gioachino Rossini was born on February 29, 1792 in Pesaro. Future composer He had a wonderful voice and sang in church choirs from the age of 8. At the age of 14, he undertook a solo trip with a small theater troupe as a conductor. Rossini completed his education at the Bologna Music Lyceum, after which he chose the path of an opera composer.
Moving from city to city and fulfilling the orders of local theaters, he wrote several operas a year. The works created in 1813 - the opera-buffa "Italian in Algiers" and the heroic opera-serial "Tancred" - brought him wide popularity. The melodies of Rossini's arias were sung on the streets of Italian cities. “There is a man living in Italy,” Stendhal wrote, “about whom they talk more than about Napoleon; this is a composer who is not yet twenty years old.
In 1815, Rossini was invited to the position of permanent composer at the San Carlo Theater in Naples. It was one of the best theaters of that time, with excellent singers and musicians. The first opera written by him in Naples - "Elizabeth, Queen of England" - was received with enthusiasm. In the life of Rossini, a stage of a calm, prosperous life began. It was in Naples that all his major operas. His musical and theatrical style reached a high maturity in the monumental heroic operas Moses (1818) and Mohammed II (1820). In 1816, Rossini wrote the comic opera The Barber of Seville based on the famous comedy by Beaumarchais. Its premiere was also a triumphant success, and soon all of Italy sang melodies from this opera.
In 1822, the political reaction that came in Italy forced Rossini to leave his homeland. He went on tour with a group of artists. They performed in London, Berlin, Vienna. There Rossini met Beethoven, Schubert and Berlioz.
From 1824 he settled in Paris. For several years he served as director of the Italian opera house. Taking into account the requirements of the French stage, he revised a number of previous operas and created new ones. Rossini's high achievement was the heroic-romantic opera William Tell (1829), which glorified the leader of the national liberation struggle in Switzerland in the 14th century. Appearing on the eve of the revolution of 1830, this opera responded to the freedom-loving moods of the advanced part of French society. William Tell is Rossini's last opera.
In the prime of his creative powers, before reaching the age of forty, Rossini suddenly stopped writing operatic music. He was engaged in concert activity, composed instrumental pieces, traveled a lot. In 1836 he returned to Italy, living first in Bologna and then in Florence. In 1848, Rossini composed the Italian national anthem.
But soon after that he returned to France again and settled in his estate in Passy, near Paris. His house became one of the centers of artistic life. Many famous singers, composers, and writers attended the musical evenings that he arranged. In particular, memoirs about one of these concerts, written by I. S. Turgenev, are known. It is curious that one of Rossini's hobbies during these years was cooking. He was very fond of treating his guests with his own cooked dishes. "Why do you need my music if you have my pâté?" - the composer said jokingly to one of the guests.
Gioachino Rossini died on November 13, 1868. A few years later, his ashes were transferred to Florence and solemnly buried in the pantheon of the church of Santa Croce, next to the remains of others. eminent figures Italian culture.
