REGINA [Masterworks Broadway/Arkivmusic]
In his 1949 musical drama Regina, Marc Blitzstein uses music and lyrics to weave a musical tapestry in a manner that can be compared to — what — Sweeney Todd?
Now that I've grabbed your attention, let's look at that statement. Blitzstein started with Lillian Hellman's strikingly effective melodrama The Little Foxes and used music — in songs, musical scenes, and dialogue-set-to-music — to heighten the already-sharp emotions to fever pitch. The rule of thumb for musicalizations is, or should be, if you can't make it better then leave it alone. How can you add something constructive to something that's already pretty damn good? Hellman's grabbin' Hubbards of Alabama don't seem to need anything much in their primal state, but Blitzstein accentuates the positive (what little there is of it), the negative (of which there is a lot), the sympathetic, evil, pathetic, blustery, pastoral, comedic and more.
Consider that moment in the play when Horace's bottle of heart medicine breaks and he is fatally stricken as Regina — instead of fetching the other bottle — looks on; good, edge-of-your-seat theatre. How does Blitzstein heighten it? He precedes the moment with Horace's lacerating last stand against Regina ("I'm sick of you, I'm sick of this house") followed by Regina's ringing condemnation of her husband (she always hung on to the probability that he would die first), punctuated by fierce drumbeats, ending in a swooping "I'm lucky — I'm lucky — I've always been lucky." Then a moment of silence — which, after this rush of music, is in itself stunning — and the breaking of the glass. Silence, deafening silence for an instant as Regina decides not to get more medicine. As Horace realizes this, he lunges for the stairs and starts up but collapses. And Blitzstein gives us a fierce whoosh of music. Yes, the original scene works splendidly in the play. The music, though, transports it.
Regina opened 30 years before Sondheim's Sweeney Todd. Before Bernstein's Trouble in Tahiti or Candide, before Loesser's The Most Happy Fella, and before any other adventurous genre-shaking musicals you wish to name. Before the advanced, high concept musicals of Robbins, Prince, Fosse, Bennett. Rodgers and Hammerstein had by this point written Carousel (1945), which has an extended opening section that explored the possibilities of the dramatic musical; and Gian-Carlo Menotti's one-hour one-act The Medium had made a splash at the Barrymore in 1947. But The Medium was pure opera, transferring to Broadway after a successful uptown premiere for a limited run.
Regina was a full-scale Broadway production from an innovative producer, Cheryl Crawford, who prided herself in expanding the horizons of the Broadway musical with unconventional and provocative works. (These included Kurt Weill's Johnny Johnson, One Touch of Venus and Love Life; Lerner & Loewe's Brigadoon and Paint Your Wagon; and the wildly unconventional Flahooley and Celebration.)
Regina met a mixed reception back in 1949; Kiss Me, Kate and South Pacific were the reigning holdovers, Weill's Lost in the Stars opened to a similarly mixed response the night before Regina, and Gentlemen Prefer Blondes came along a month later to become what would be the only hit musical of the 1949-1950 season. Without a discernible audience to target, Crawford could manage a run of only seven weeks at the Forty-Sixth Street. What's more, Blitzstein was unable to arrange a cast album; as a last resort, he took the five leads into a studio at Carnegie Hall and taped five songs, accompanying them on the piano. And that is all that was preserved of the original Regina.
But vindication was soon to arrive. Partial vindication, at least. The New York City Opera produced a somewhat altered Regina as part of its 1953 season. It went on to do another production with further revisions in 1958. That production was finally given the full Columbia Masterworks treatment, resulting in a three-LP set that was and remains one of the most startlingly good recordings of a serious Broadway musical that we have. Conditions being what they are, this City Opera Regina has been long out of print; understandably, it never seemed commercially viable to rescue and reissue it. Along comes the new Masterworks Broadway operation, and technology that permits the economical release of these things digitally and disc-on-demand (through Arkivmusic). If ever there was a recording that begged such treatment, Regina is it. Now you can finally have Marc Blitzstein's Regina in your hands, and people who love such things will find it a revelation.
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