The current Operatic Dystopia has been generations in the making. Luciano Pavarotti spoke often about his teacher saying he should hurry and make a career because he would be "The Last Tenor."
This is prophetic to the extent that not Pavarotti but his contemporary Placido Domingo has emerged in some respects as "The Last Tenor." With respect to the great tenors singing a more specialized Fach, in the business of opera, it is often regarded that the tenor of choice should be one like Domingo who has been able to sing a vastly diverse and varied repertoire and has the stamina to sing over 200 performances in a year. This combination brought Domingo's market value to legendary and unique proportions that enriched him, his agents and the opera houses and concert organisations that sold out concert after concert. However, one thing must be kept in mind. Not all of Domingo's concerts were well-prepared and well-sung. Not all of his concerts were operatic in nature and not everyone has the robust physical stamina that he has. While one can hope for a singer with the musical proficiency, physical stamina, linguistic facility and varied repertoire of Domingo to emerge, the field of opera cannot be carried on the shoulders of any single singer. When Domingo began, Pavarotti and Aragall were hot names, and Corelli was still active along with a host of full-voiced tenors from all over the world who could carry the same repertoire when needed and would be allowed to do so. The world did not go into a tailspin if Domingo had to cancel. Yes, patrons who came to see the great Placido might be disappointed if he were indisposed but there were respected substitutes who could jump in and do a professional job, appreciated by an operatic public that came to experience "opera" for what it is as opposed to what it is defined as, for the benefit of a growing audience that has no idea about the nature of the art-form. With Kaufmann being crowned as the only viable tenor who can sing Puccini and Verdi, Massenet and Bizet's Carmen and Wagner too, the operatic gate-keepers have ham-stringed themselves into a narrow-minded search for a single person who can fit the Domingo-Kaufmann mold. Not only are they not succeeding in that limiting task, they are also ignoring viable singers who could fit part of the bill and also ignoring in the process that although the economic health of opera is enhanced by a glowing figure like Domingo and perhaps Kaufmann, the ultimate long-term health of opera depends on many components that have been totally ignored by the establishment despite pleas from practically every responsible voice in the field.
It would be silly and unimaginative to think of the dystopian state of opera as an isolated incident. Opera is just one flashy example of a world in chaos without a guiding philosophical consensus other than consumerism, quick personal gains at the expense of many justified by a sense of impending doom. In the 21st century, if we are not living through a biblical Armageddon, the thinking of the average person reflects precisely this doomsday scenario that would justify a hedonistic, nihilistic lifestyle that suggests one should enjoy every luxury possible in the moment considering that the world is about to end. This may sound somewhat dramatic and over-the-top but this is the world we have built for the last several generations dominated by TV, Movie and Computer screens that teach the subliminal message of money, possessions and pleasures of all kinds in the short term regardless of the consequences. We see Wall Street exposed as the enemy with frequent discoveries of ponzi schemes at an institutional level, whereby bankers and investment agents lure their clients to invest and reinvest while they themselves take money out of the system in the form of commissions and bonuses. The hard-working investor in the end ends up the victim. The gate-keepers come out in the end with the benefits while the investors lose their shirts. The middle class investors in particular work hard for little remuneration, invest what they can in an effort to get ahead but are in fact the ones who lose the most. These good people become terribly disenchanted with a system that benefits those who run it at the expense of the many who pay into it. They rebel by looking for any alternative that they can find. In the case of politics they look to elect anyone who speaks to their personal interests including those like the United States' Donald Trump who profess ultra-nationalist/white supremacist ideology guiding the disappointed masses toward identifying an easy enemy in the form of immigrants, the press and the very establishment that such politicians aim to control. Yes it seems like a Sci-Fi nightmare! How does it relate to opera?
The parallels are obvious. The average talented artist understands opera to be a discipline that requires a long view. The many skills needed to sing opera at a high level require time, effort and determination. The current narrative devalues all three and replaces them with immediate gratification, manifest destiny and physical appearance. In such a fantasy world, a great voice teacher is one who turns a switch and makes you sound like Domingo; a talented singer is one who is born with all the qualities necessary and requires little or no guidance to take his/her place in the firmament of operatic Gods; and physical appearance is a genetic gift that requires no real effort to maintain. To counterbalance the vast number of aspiring singers who are released from the conservatories every year, high profile competitions irresponsibly reduce their age limits to deny the singers who require more time to develop into viable professionals, while hiring artist managers with little musical training or vocal understanding to pick winners based on that "it" factor--which has to do with their abilities to be noticed on magazine covers rather than their abilities to transmit emotion and musical refinement through their voices in the company of a large orchestra in the large hall seating thousands of spectators.
In such a fantastic dystopian operatic world (which happens not to be fantastic at all, but rather the one we are living in currently) a massive number of aspiring singers who invest a lot of money into the system are left on the sidelines to wither even if they achieve the required skills to do the job. Like the political middle class, we are left with a lot of aspiring singers accruing large financial debts supporting a failed system that rewards the chosen few (manifest destiny) at the expense of the studious majority. The chosen few unfortunately are not up to the rigors of the field for the most part (there are always exceptions). Singers at the top of the field lose their voices in a matter of a few years but continue to sing because of name recognition. The rules claim that singers cannot attract an audience unless they are known already. Yet it is common knowledge that singers become known by doing great work consistently. The old rules were governed by the idea of "A Star is Born!" and "There is Always Room at the Top!" In such a paradigm, the gate keepers were (fittingly) the audiences. Now the gate keepers are casting directors and agents who could not care less about the health of the art form but rather about the health of their pockets in the short term, if it means feeding the system that gives them relevance.
Vocal Excellence: Which singer has had a long career and continues to sing healthily?
Interpretative Excellence: Who has sung a role long enough to discover new possibilities in that role?
Musical Excellence: Which conductor has the time and willingness to defy the system and insist on musical and stylistic considerations as opposed to allow singers and orchestras to have their way for expedience's sake?
Dramatic Excellence: Which stage director at the top of the food chain has the luxury or will or musical sophistication to insist on dramatic intensity relative to inspired musical source material (as opposed to inflicting physical mannerisms onto dramatic moments for lack of stagecraft and musicianship)?
Career management: Which artist manager cares enough to protect their singers from destroying their talents when there is money to be made in the short term?
Composition Excellence: Which composer has not only the musical skill but the knowledge of opera in all of its intricacies to be able to produce an opera that works vocally and dramatically, without the excuse of needing to revolutionize music theater in one stroke?
Theaters: Which opera house will look at its community and the operatic art form together and come up with solutions that both invigorate the public while investing in artistic educational and development?
The answer should be all!
But alas, most companies are trying their best to keep up with the current production let alone plan the next one or determine any kind of vision for sustainability.
The system is broken! It is not serving the singers who make the effort to become what they were told they should become. Great artists! Instead it rewards the flash-in-the-pan artists who excite the public for a short time and then they move on to the next one. In such a system, there is no legacy, no vision, no future! Therefore we are here! The future is bleak! Empty!
Therefore there are no singers for a real manager to consider developing over a long time. The conductors don't have to understand singers because that singer will probably be forgotten in a few years and they do not have to understand the difference between symphonic conducting and operatic conducting because they just have to survive the evening without losing the effect of the hairspray that sustains their conductor-hair. The stage directors don't have to create memorable productions that will be talked about for generations, just something that lasts a news cycle. Therefore we are in a state of perpetual decline.
Not unlike global warming, those who stand to gain from fossil fuels and the money generated from it politically will deny that the planet is in serious danger. They will probably die before the ultimate environmental catastrophe occurs. Likewise, those at the top of the operatic food chain will continue to chant that the health of the operatic field is better than ever because they will have gained enough of an economic parachute by the time the entire system collapses. News flash! It has already collapsed.
In 2016, Fausta Truffa was the operatic story in my estimation. For several weeks, her angelically pure, heart-driven voice shed a light on the darkness that often envelops the subject of opera! Old, Amateur...Perhaps two of the worst words that opera people can utilize these days. Yet the two noblest words I believe should define opera's future are synonyms of those two: Longevity, Love!