Je maudis mon amour et pourtant j'aime encore / Fuyons, fuyons ces lieux que ma faiblesse adore ! (I curse my love and yet I love still / Let us flee from these places that my weakness adores !)
interview with the vampire (2022-) / saint-saëns' opera samson et dalila, libretto by ferdinand lemaire (1877) / representations of the orient in western music: violence and sensuality (nasser al-taee, 2010) / the work of opera: genre, nationhood, and sexual difference (richard dellamora & daniel fischlin, 1997)
Julia Culp - "Mon Coeur S'ouvre A Ta Voix" from Samson Et Dalila (1915) by Saint-Saëns.
Julia Bertha Culp - nickname Juultje - was born on 6 October 1880 at Groningen in the Northern part of the Netherlands as daughter of Baruch Culp, musician and merchant, and Sara Cohen. The Culp's belonged to a Jewish family of comedians and musicians. So Julia's father was musician of profession in the Groninger Harmony Orchestra. In a book Julia wrote in 1915 - when she was the height of her fame - she declared: "My mother discovered my beautiful voice when I was two years old, for cried so terribly that she constantly tald my father "you see she will become a singer, she has such lungs and temperament." My father didn't believe it, so when I was seven years old he wonted me - and her sister Betty - to study the violin and piano first'. But at then her voice was obviously developing fast and soon she was singing at concerts in her home town and in Amsterdam, where she had gone to study with Cornélie van Zanten at the Conservatory there, gaining first-class honours in 1900.
She moved to Berlin to be at the heart of cultural life on the Continent and her debut took place there in 1901. Although she was success, she felt she still had a lot to learn and Wilhelm Berger, accompanist at her debut, introduced her to Etelka Gerster, famous soprano and teacher. Gerster was convinced of the quality of Culp's voice and would give her lessons with delay of payment. Culps habit to sing somewhat to slowly was corrected by Gerster. She sang at a tea party to honour the famed Mathilde Marchesi given at Gerster's school. Long after, Lotte Lehmann recalled the occasion and how Culp's "wonderful voice floated in silver streams through the room." After Maafdenburg took duty for a well know singer at a concert with pianist Ferruccio Busoni here name was quickly established. From 1905, after recital with Coenraad Bos, leading accompanist of his day, in Amsterdam, she felt ready to embark an international career. She appeared in various European cities, once with Grieg, once with Mengelberg in Amsterdam, once with Klemperer in Prague, once with Fritz Busch at the piano in Gotha: more often she was partnered by her younger sister Betsy. Later Culp appeared with, among others, Richard Strauss and Saint-Saëns. In May 1911 she sang the Angel in "The Dream of Gerontius" in London under Wood, who coached her specially for the part. She also appeared with Sir Beecham in the premiere of Deliys's Songs of the Sunset.
In 1913 she finally reached the United States, a visit witch eventually led to the recordings she made. The critics unanimously praised her debut at Carnegie Hall, even thiugh she had hardly recovered from stormy Atlantic crossing. One critic wrote: "Very handsome of presence of striking personality, she gives tremendous autority and conviction to her utterance, and her voice is supported by most remarkable breath - control conceivable." Another commented: "Mada, Culp is a past , mistress at spinnig the tone, and she thus archives ravishing effects with her pianissimo… She breathes so easily that her phrasing is a marvel of sustained emission. These verdicts are amply confirmed by her recordings. They include many of the items she sang on that occasion and at a further recital in February. Until 1917 "The Dutch Nightingale" made yearly long, undermining but successfully throough North - as well as South America, at which she sometimes sang together with the tenor Enrico Caruso. She continued to appear in the USA to increasing acclaim until wae intevened in 1917. In 1916 she appeared before President Woodrow Wilson at the White House in Washinfton, together with Pablo Casals, Percy Grainger and Granados, who tragically died at sea soon afterwards (Culp sang at a benefit concert for his children).
After her second marriage to a Czech 25 years her senior in 1919, she gradually withdrew from burden of recitals, but she continued to appear occasionally during the 1920s, giving her last public concert in 1930. After her husband died in 1934 she took up a teaching post in Vienna. The last time her voice heard was in a broadcast in 1935. When the German moved into Vienna, she feld to Amsterdam together with here sister Betsy, where, being partly Jewish, both were forced into hiding. Furtwängler intervened and she was allowed to return to her flat. She continued to live there quietly after the war with her sister until Betsy's deathin 1958. Betsy's dyeing in 1958 meaned a hard blow to Julia. She died a fortnight after her 90th birthday in 1970 at the 13th October. Only a few people knew at that time, that despised the shotness of her career, she was one of the Netherlands greast singers.
Pick a song to accompany each of your fics or as many as you like. This might be the fic's inspiration or just pure vibes that you'd like to share with readers. Tag as many people as fics you feature (or do as you please!)
Some of these are songs that were listened to around the fic, others are just vibes, but let's goooo!
Even if Love
Title: Even if Love by Bonnie Prince Billy (there is also a very cool cover on spotify)
This is easy mode, since the lyrics are right at the top of the fic! But I love it, and it makes me think of all of them.
And I have been yours
In foul and in praying
And I loved to look at you
From the side at night with music playing
And love will protect you
To the edge of the wood
Then a monster will get you
And love does no good
The Portrait
Title: Mon Coeur s'ouvre a ta Voix from Samson et Dalila
I listened to this LOADS through the development of this fic!
My heart opens to your voice as the flowers open to dawn's kiss
But, my love, to dry my tears, let your voice speak once more
Monster, Mine
Title: You and I by Jeff Buckley
I love this song and while the fic wasn't written with a soundtrack, this one from the playlist takes me back
Where you think you'll fall,
I adore you.
Where you shut your soul,
I will open for you.
Blood and Bone, Bone and Blood
Title: Chopin Nocturne E minor op. 72 no. 1
This on repeat for days. Obviously no lyrics!
The First Leaf on the Tree after Winter
Title: Pagan Poetry by Bjork
Honestly the whole of Vespertine was a huge part of this fic. Also the link is to the explicit music video which is still... wow.
Morse coding signals
They pulsate
They wake me up
From my hibernating
On the surface simplicity
But the darkest pit in me
And it's pagan poetry
Pagan poetry
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him, I
Breath and Rosewater
I'm cheating and linking to the whole playlist because I can't choose a song ;)