Sergiu Celibidache
I met Celi twice. First I went to see him in Stockholm in the early '70s. He had invited me to a rehearsal. The Swedish Radio Orchestra was rehearsing a section from the Pastoral Symphony, 2nd movement (Scene by the brook) and after the interval the coda of the last movement of Dvorak's 'cello concerto - that's all.
- Bucharest
had been a beautiful city before the war. Justifiably known as 'Klein
Paris' but all that was finished now and he thought he would never go
back.
- He ruled out the USA saying with a dismissive wave of his hand and a grimace 'This America.' (He only ever worked with students there - see below).
- He said he
began where other conductors left off. He said the orchestra was a
giant machine with 100 moving parts which had to be synchronised and
formed into a whole. No other conductor did this. Strangely enough he
said only Beecham had any idea of this.
- He said he would need 8 rehearsals for a normal programme and if he was to conduct The Rite of Spring, 10 rehearsals for that alone plus 2 for the rest of the programme.
- The programme with the
fewest rehearsals would be the Verdi Requiem - 6 rehearsals with the
orchestra but 3 weeks with the chorus. Soloists should either be Freni,
Cossotto, Pavarotti and Ghiaurov, failing which 'students.'
- He said he would need a clause in his contract giving him the right to send any players he didn't like away but they should be paid anyway. Players he did like should replace them.
- He said his fee was not exorbitant; only £2,000 I think. He was not in it for the money.
One remarkable thing about Celibidache was the number of students and acolytes he had. remarkable because not one as far as I am aware ever seemed to have copied him or indeed ever amounted to anything. He was once asked about this and agreed that nothing had come of his infinitely patient mentoring or teaching. Asked why he did it he said it was because he had been helped in his youth and saw it as his duty to help others.
One of these 'ames damnées' was a conductor called Brian Brockless who came to visit me in my office. I forget how that came about. Maybe thanks to Celibidache? Anyway, Brockless was a sweet guy who had spent on his own admission far too many years as a Celibidache student and follower. He said this had probably cost him his career but he was grateful for the time he had spent with him. I remember him explaining to me that his surname probably meant 'breech-less' or trouserless (sans-culottes?). That rather summed him up I thought unkindly.
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