Last year I posted one of Bach's greatest works, his St. Matthew Passion (BWV 244), for Good Friday. This year I decided to post his other Passion work, the St. John Passion, BWV 245. This was his first Passion, written for his first Good Friday after becoming Cantor (music director) at the Thomaskirche in Leipzig. This was his first version, in 1724, and he reworked this constantly through the rest of his career. Arguably the best revision is his second one in 1725, which is the version performed in today's recording. One of the best essays I've ever read for this piece of music is by American composer and conductor John Harbison, who has been music director and conductor for Emmanuel Music since the untimely passing of Craig Smith in 2007. I'm posting it here to give you some great background on this wonderful piece of music:
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The Gospel of John, apparently the last of the four Gospels to be written (after 70 A.D.) is very different from the three synoptic gospels. It presents a transcendent, mystical, philosophical Jesus, aware of the Old Testament prophecies and of his fate as a sojourner who came from above and will soon return there. According to John, Jesus warns his followers that their eventual persecution will mirror his, and that it will come from their own: “they shall put you out of the synagogues: yea, the time cometh that whosoever killeth you will think that he doeth God service.” (John 16:2, used by Bach as a text in Cantata BWV 44).Today's performance is from a 2001 recording on Harmonia Mundi France by the Collegium Vocale Gent under the direction of Philippe Herreweghe. This is almost two hours long, so sit back, relax, line up a beverage or two, and enjoy some of the greatest music ever written.
The Gospel of John, as it enters the Passion narrative, mutes Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem. Absent are the “multitudes” mentioned in the other Gospels. It then transcribes a three-chapter long instruction to the disciples, delivered after the Passion Supper that moves between the terrifying realities of a hostile world and the rapture of the world to come. These chapters, all of which precede the beginning of the Saint John Passion text, hover over Bach’s composition. With John:18, the tone of the narrative shifts to reportage: stark details, urgent pacing, stories intercut like film, threads dropped and quickly picked up. And we notice the recurrent labeling of “the Jews” (rather than, as in the other gospels, “they,” “the crowd,” “the people”) as the enemies of Christ. This is, at best, paradoxical, since Jesus and his followers conceived of themselves as thoroughly within Judaism, and since Jesus’ thought moves not only away from, but also radically back toward, the Law (“Did not Moses give you the Law, and yet none of you keepeth the Law,” John 7:19). By attempting to transform Jesus and his followers into non-Jews, the book of John becomes a path to the racial caricatures in medieval passion plays, Hitler-era posters, and even a recent popular motion picture, The Passion of the Christ (2004).
Many mistakenly believe that the author of the last Gospel was the apostle John, referred to throughout as “the apostle whom Jesus loved.” Others, because of the author’s demonization of the Jews, believe him instead to be a radical Gentile convert. It is more likely that he was a Jew who initially expected, as did the early followers generally, that most adherents would come from within Judaism, and who was bitterly disappointed when that did not happen. It is interesting to remember that one of the principals in the Passion narrative, Peter, the first pope, emerges in Acts as the staunchest advocate of keeping the movement strictly within Jewish practice, losing out in early church councils to the proselytizing instincts of Paul.
In performing this piece, and other Bach works based on John (for example, Cantata BWV 42 that begins with the fearful apostles in hiding after the crucifixion), it is valuable to try to understand something about the attitudes of both author and composer. What is Bach’s stance? He is certainly of his time and place. He sets an inflammatory Reformation Sunday Luther text with vehemence in Cantata BWV 126, “Deliver us, Lord, by your Word from the Pope’s control and the Turk’s murders.” In the texts from John, he goes where they take him, more with the instincts of a dramatist than an ideologue. In the Passion, he invests fully in both the fierce irony of “Hail to thee, King of the Jews,” by means of a perversion of the most elegant eighteenth-century dance form, the minuet, and in the extraordinarily pliant tenderness of Joseph of Arimathea and Nicodemus when they come to bury Jesus “according to Jewish custom,” where the Gospel writer suddenly reminds us that these events all transpired in the context of Jewish observance.
“About suffering they were never wrong, the Old Masters,” says Auden in his poem “Musée des Beaux Arts.” And in an era when we confront torture as national policy, we must engage with torture as part of this narrative. The recent movie previously cited reminds us that much of our modern artistic sensibility is numbingly literal-minded. Bach seeks metaphors, and never merely the mimetic, for the extremes depicted here. With the help of the strangely lurid aria texts, he forces us to look into our own inner abyss and suggests this might be the consequence of such a close view of the unthinkable.
About suffering they were never wrong,
the Old Masters: how well they understood
its human position; how it takes place
while someone else is eating or opening a window […]
Auden cites the obliviousness to suffering of the ploughman in Breughel’s Icarus, going about his business unaware of the distant splash. Auden might have just as easily mentioned the three aristocratic men conversing in the foreground of Piero Della Francesca’s Flagellation, or the uninterrupted musicians of Donatello’s Salome. Bach’s gambling soldiers, gaily dominating the sonic foreground, are part of that tradition. As they shake their dice (in phrases fourteen measures long!) we are struck by how tenaciously the composers locks onto the smallest details. The wood-fire, the high priest’s servant’s name, Malchus – they haunt because they are so actual. The name, the very specific weather report, the anxious interjections: “and his witness is true,” “we tell you this so you can believe” – these are peculiar to John’s narrative, and Bach refuses to present them as asides.
But two climactic elements that Bach includes in the Saint John Passion are missing from the narrative in the Book of John: Peter’s penitent weeping, and the earthquake marking Jesus’ death. Bach borrowed them from Matthew. In his third version of the piece, with scriptural scruples, he takes them out. Then in the fourth version (this performance), the dramatist prevails, and they are back in. The multiple versions (there is also an incomplete fifth version) speak of the composer’s difficulties in venturing upon such a large-scale project. The magnificent second version, which introduces three elaborate chorale-prelude style pieces into the structure, represents the most drastic re-conception. After reassigning large portions of it to the Saint Matthew Passion and Cantata BWV 23, Bach moves back toward his first, tighter conception, a series of cantata-like scenes, usually concluded by “simple” chorale settings, the whole framed by madrigal choruses.
The strangely haunted character of the opening chorus suggests the anxiety of the disciples immediately after the crucifixion (Crucifixion: an ignominious and unexpected ending not yet illumined by Resurrection). If before hearing it, we read this text by an unknown author (perhaps the composer), would we guess the desperate quality of this setting? The final lullaby-chorus, its cascading bass patters, so similar to the conclusion of the Saint Matthew Passion of a few years later, but less able to suggest closure, asks for punctuation in the form of a chorale end-stop – tensions and ambiguities that remain unresolved even by an epilogue upon an epilogue.
© John Harbison
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