MAHLER SYMPH NO 2 THE RESURRECTION BERNSTEIN

MAHLER SYMPH NO 2 THE RESURRECTION

MAHLER SYMPH.NO 2 THE RESURRECTION PART I FUNERAL MARCH

. Note the tremoli of the violins in the intro,it reminds the Valkure.Mahler never really made it to get away from the Master`s influence, his music being often compared to Wagners. THE FUNERAL MARCH begins this raugh and violent introduction in a mood of threnody and anger!!! Many interpretations handle this piece in a fast tempo, something that makes me angered. I remember listening to the Mitropoulos one which is majestic but a bit fast. The best thing one can do is to listen to the Klemperer and Walter approach, because both were so close to Mahler and had straight relation with the second symphony. But again after so many years from Mahler`s death, i think both being very stuborn and absolute, gave their personal view on the piece. My favorite is the Bernstein reading on this memorable video from the legendary performance in London.

AUFERSTEH`N RISE AGAIN

Aufersteh'n, ja aufersteh'n Wirst du, Mein Staub, Nach kurzer Ruh'! Unsterblich Leben! Unsterblich Leben wird der dich rief dir geben! Wieder aufzublüh'n wirst du gesät! Der Herr der Ernte geht und sammelt Garben uns ein, die starben! O glaube, mein Herz, o glaube: Es geht dir nichts verloren! Dein ist, ja dein, was du gesehnt! Dein, was du geliebt, Was du gestritten! O glaube Du wardst nicht umsonst geboren! Hast nicht umsonst gelebt, gelitten! Was entstanden ist Das muß vergehen! Was vergangen, auferstehen! Hör' auf zu beben! Bereite dich zu leben! O Schmerz! Du Alldurchdringer! Dir bin ich entrungen! O Tod! Du Allbezwinger! Nun bist du bezwungen! Mit Flügeln, die ich mir errungen, In heißem Liebesstreben, Werd'ich entschweben Zum Licht, zu dem kein Aug'gedrungen! Mit Flügeln, die ich mir errungen Werde ich entschweben. Sterben werd'ich, um zu leben! Aufersteh'n, ja aufersteh'n wirst du, mein Herz, in einem Nu! Was du geschlagen zu Gott wird es dich tragen!

I Rise again, yes, rise again, Will you My dust, After a brief rest! Immortal life! Immortal life Will He who called you, give you. To bloom again were you sown! The Lord of the harvest goes And gathers in, like sheaves, Us together, who died. O believe, my heart, O believe: Nothing to you is lost! Yours is, yes yours, is what you desired Yours, what you have loved What you have fought for! O believe, You were not born for nothing! Have not for nothing, lived, suffered! What was created Must perish, What perished, rise again! Cease from trembling! Prepare yourself to live! O Pain, You piercer of all things, From you, I have been wrested! O Death, You masterer of all things, Now, are you conquered! With wings which I have won for myself, In love’s fierce striving, I shall soar upwards To the light which no eye has penetrated! Its wing that I won is expanded, and I fly up. Die shall I in order to live. Rise again, yes, rise again, Will you, my heart, in an instant! That for which you suffered, To God will it lead you!

MAHLER CYCLE BERNSTEIN DVD DIGITAL SOUND

BRUNO WALTER THE CLOSEST TO IDENTICAL INTERPRETATION OF MAHLER`S 2 ND SYMPHONY

GUSTAV MAHLER SYMPHONY NO 2 THE RESSURECTION

ONE OF THE CLOSEST MUSICIANS NEXT TO MAHLER.

MAHLER SYMPH NO 8 COME AND BLICKET AUF

COM............BLICKET AUF DOCTOR MARIANUS BEGS VIRGIN MARY TO ACCEPT HIS SOUL

MAHLER SYMPH NO 8 MAHLER`S SOUL RISES UP IN THE SKIES

BLICKET AUF ZUM RETTERBLICK!

ΜΑHLER SYMPHONY NO 8 SECOND PART

FINAL SCENE FROM GOETHE`S FAUST.

DESERTS.......BLICKET AUF!!!!!!!!!!!

MAHLER SYMPH NO 8 VENI CREATOR SPIRITUS LEONARD BERNSTEIN

THE COMPLETE VENI CREATOR SPIRITUS .ENJOY!!!!!!!!

GUSTAV MAHLER SYMPHONY NO 8 SIR GEORG SOLTI CHICAGO SYMPH.ORCHESTRA FINALE CHORUS MYSTICUS

This is the best recording of the 8 th Symphony with Solti conducting. The maestro`s name is been related with the spreading of Mahler`s music around the world ,as Bernstein` as well.

SYMPHONY NO8 FINALE ...CHORUS MYSTICUS

GUSTAV MAHLER ADAGIETTO SYMPH.NO 5 KARAJAN

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GUSTAV MAHLER SYMPHONY NO 1 THE TITAN BERNSTEIN VIENNA PHILHARMONIC

MAHLER HERMANN PREY Wenn mein Schatz Hochzeit macht

. Wenn mein Schatz Hochzeit macht (When My Sweetheart is Married) Wenn mein Schatz Hochzeit macht, Fröhliche Hochzeit macht, Hab' ich meinen traurigen Tag! Geh' ich in mein Kämmerlein, Dunkles Kämmerlein, Weine, wein' um meinen Schatz, Um meinen lieben Schatz! Blümlein blau! Verdorre nicht! Vöglein süß! Du singst auf grüner Heide. Ach, wie ist die Welt so schön! Ziküth! Ziküth! Singet nicht! Blühet nicht! Lenz ist ja vorbei! Alles Singen ist nun aus! Des Abends, wenn ich schlafen geh', Denk'ich an mein Leide! An mein Leide!When my darling has her wedding-day, her joyous wedding-day, I will have my day of mourning! I will go to my little room, my dark little room, and weep, weep for my darling, for my dear darling! Blue flower! Do not wither! Sweet little bird you sing on the green heath! Alas, how can the world be so fair? Chirp! Chirp! Do not sing; do not bloom! Spring is over. All singing must now be done. At night when I go to sleep, I think of my sorrow, of my sorrow!

MAHLER DIETRICH FISCER DISCAU LIEDER EINES FAHRENDEN GESSELLEN

Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau, baritone NHK Symphony, Paul Kletzki, conductor Filmed at Salle Pleyel, Paris, 24 October 1960

Ging heut morgen übers Feld, Tau noch auf den Gräsern hing; Sprach zu mir der lust'ge Fink: "Ei du! Gelt? Guten Morgen! Ei gelt? Du! Wird's nicht eine schöne Welt? Zink! Zink! Schön und flink! Wie mir doch die Welt gefällt!" Auch die Glockenblum' am Feld Had mir lustig, guter Ding', Mit den Glöckchen, klinge, kling, Ihren Morgengruß geschellt: "Wird's nicht eine schöne Welt? Kling, kling! Schönes Ding! Wie mir doch die Welt gefällt! Heia!" Und da fing im Sonnenschein Gleich die Welt zu funkeln an; Alles Ton und Farbe gewann Im Schonnenschein! Blum' und Vogel, groß und Klein! "Guten Tag, ist's nicht eine schöne Welt? Ei du, gelt? Schöne Welt!" Nun fängt auch mein Glück wohl an? Nein, nein, das ich mein', Mir nimmer blühen kann!

walked across the fields this morning; dew still hung on every blade of grass. The merry finch spoke to me: "Hey! Isn't it? Good morning! Isn't it? You! Isn't it becoming a fine world? Chirp! Chirp! Fair and sharp! How the world delights me!" Also, the bluebells in the field merrily with good spirits tolled out to me with bells(ding, ding) their morning greeting: "Isn't it becoming a fine world? Ding, ding! Fair thing! How the world delights me!" And then, in the sunshine, the world suddenly began to glitter; everything gained sound and color in the sunshine! Flower and bird, great and small! "Good day, Is it not a fine world? Hey, isn't it? A fair world?" Now will my happiness also begin? No, no - the happiness I mean

can never bloom!