Magazine article The Spectator

Arts Interview: Barbara Hannigan, Mistress of Modernism

Magazine article The Spectator

Arts Interview: Barbara Hannigan, Mistress of Modernism

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What classical music really needs is more performers like Barbara Hannigan. Philip Clark meets theself-conducting soprano

Everyone keeps talking about classical music's image problem, and proposals on the table designed to rescue the music from apparent extinction have included the suggestion that conductors ought to face audiences rather than orchestras, and the cunning plan, mooted by Julian Lloyd Webber, that we stop calling it 'classical music'.

But what classical music really needs right now are more performers like Barbara Hannigan, whose embrace of music is absolute; whose solution to the problem of what classical music might represent in our increasingly fragmented culture is not to go into denial but to dive deeper, forever deeper, inside music. Hannigan has anchored her reputation around high-wire modernism. When a conspicuously frail Pierre Boulez came to London's South Bank in 2011 for a final lap of honour, Hannigan sang Pli selon pli , his labyrinthine, tangled 60-minute long setting of Mallarmé.

On the opera stage, the characters she portrays have a tendency to plummet towards emotional collapse. In Berg's Lulu and George Benjamin's Written on Skin dark sexual derogation results in her characters' suicides. In Die Soldaten , by the German composer Bernd Alois Zimmermann, who himself committed suicide in 1970, her character Marie does survive, but only to be marooned inside hell on earth, dodging brutalised soldiers whose collective morality has disintegrated to the point where rape is their only mode of communication.

So much darkness apparently, and yet the woman who greets me as I knock on the door of her central Amsterdam home exudes cheery, blithe warmth. This house was, she tells me, in a previous existence a piano workshop, a fact that was revealed by an old-timer local who could remember spare piano parts being passed through what is now Hannigan's kitchen to a repair shop at the back -- precisely where her own piano now stands, flooded by sheet music. Tea is brewed -- 'you want Yorkshire tea?' she asks, and immediately I'm reassured -- and with the kettle boiling I ascertain that Hannigan, born in 1971, relocated to Amsterdam from her native Nova Scotia in 1995. 'And really everything I've achieved,' she says, 'has only been possible because I came to Holland.'

Hannigan recalls feeling instantly at home in Amsterdam: the chatter of audience members boasting that they had come to hear a Boulez classic, or the première of a crunchy new orchestral piece, because they might not have a chance to hear it again was music to her ears. 'Huge concert halls here were filled for every kind of music all the time, not just for Beethoven 5,' she recalls, 'and this was something that simply didn't happen at home.

'Follow the path,' she explains, 'that's what most singers do. You learn your opera roles, the traditional repertoire, and you know where your career is going. But that was never for me. The idea made me very nervous in fact. I felt calmer being on a path that was full of branches, working out where that path might lead as I was walking along it. I find my comfort zone in the wilderness.'

If all paths led to Holland -- Hannigan followed her studies at the University of Toronto with a year at the Royal Conservatory of The Hague -- it would be wholly wrong to assume that her career has been solely concerned with 12-tone angst. …

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