Venue(s):
New-Yorker Stadt-Theater [45-47 Bowery- post-Sept 1864]
Proprietor / Lessee:
Eduard Hamann [prop.-dir.]
Hermann Rosenberg
Manager / Director:
Carl Rosa
Adolph Neuendorff
Event Type:
Opera
Status:
Published
Last Updated:
17 October 2023
“The pressure on our columns precludes the possibility of giving at present a detailed criticism of the performance of Meyerbeer’s chef d’oeuvre, ‘Les Huguenots,’ at the Stadt last night. Suffice it to say that Wachtel’s Raoul is the best of all his rôles, and it made quite a furor last evening. Never was his magnificent voice heard to better advantage, and the applause that greeted him was of the most enthusiastic kind. Madame Lichtmay sang and acted the great rôle of Valentine with her usual spirit and Mlle. Canissa made an effective Margaret of Valois. The rest of the cast, the chorus and mechanical part of the opera do not call for commendation. But more of this anon."
“The second representation of ‘The Huguenots’ last night at the Stadt Theatre was not one of the most successful of this, in many respects, interesting and agreeable season. The music of Meyerbeer’s opera is so complicated and artificial in structure, and in general so wanting in fresh, natural melody, that it especially needs richness of organ, and accuracy and delicacy of execution on the part of the artists, with the most careful blending and shading in orchestral effects, to make it thoroughly enjoyable. These requisites were not efficiently answered in the representation of last evening, even the great tenor himself showing rather more of his noticeable defects in hard and mechanical delivery and faulty phrasing and intonation than is usual with him. We willingly defer more detailed remark on the opera from a desire to have a word or two about the theatre, which it is imperatively necessary to say, and with emphasis. Having been forced within the ticket-barrier by the increasing crowd last night, and having found it impossible to get back by any practicable outlet to the outer corridor, we were urgently led to recognize the terrible risk always threatening the audience at this theatre in the construction of the building. Though some improvements have, we are told, been recently made in this regard, the Stadt Theatre, even now, with it narrow, rambling galleries, tortuous, break-neck staircases, queer barriers and railings and blind-alley corridors, is as complete a rat-trap as a medieval stronghold or dungeon of the Inquisition. After watching the long and difficult process by which a few hundred people slowly filtered through the main entrance last night, we could not but fancy the scene of horror that might ensue there in case of a conflagration, or, what is equally bad, a general alarm. We say it in no unkind spirit towards a very enterprising and deserving management, that with the careful municipal provisions for life and limb so universal in Germany, such a dangerous suffocating machine as the Stadt Theatre would not be allowed to keep its doors open a week, without proper order taken in the premises. Should such a catastrophe as we have hinted at ever occur, as pray Heaven it never may, we shall, at least, have the satisfaction of having done our best to avert it by our plain and emphatic, though not ill meant, word of warning.”