05 October 2005

Do you love the Viennese dialect?

Well that's quite a difficult question. Back home in Austria I would have replied in the negative, arguing that the vox populi vindobonensis has at least some awful strains as, for instance, the disgusting and frequently quoted phrase "A Eitrige mit an Bugl und a 16er Blech" which I don't even try to translate - neither into German nor into English - since it harms my sensitive, choral-trained auditory.
But, and that's a most welcome memento of the necessity to remain self-critical, today I fell in love with it. Of course, it was the old, aristocratic version of Viennese, the one with the excessive amount of French and Italian borrowings, it's nasals and embellished cascades of courtesies. But, to be true, I fell in love. It happened to me while listening to the Haushofmeister in Richard Strauss's "Ariadne auf Naxos" in the Metropolitan Opera who, as provided for by Strauss's librettist Hugo von Hofmannsthal, carried the Viennese slang to the extreme. An illustrative example: "[D]as ausbedungene Honorar wird nebst einer munifizenten Gratifikation durch meine Hand in die Ihrige gelangen." Let's close our eyes, imagine a lackey, neither tall nor authoritative, wearing a bespoken livery, which he thinks enables him to command the whole court. That's him, the Viennese Haushofmeister. Can you, too, feel him?
Again, he gestures frantlically, and speaks out arrogantly: "Jedennoch bleibt es meinem gnädigen Herrn summo et unico loco überlassen, welche Arten von Spektakel er seinen hochansehnlichen Gästen nach Vorsetzung einer feierlichen Kollation zu bieten gesonnen ist."
It's a pity that my friend Gaew who sat next to me wasn't able to enjoy this marvelous combination of linguistic baublery and genuinely Viennese hubris to the fullest extent since she is Thai. Nor was Jun nor the others who joined us. They listened attentively to Violeta Urmana who gave a brilliant Ariadne, and they really liked it but they did not understand why I came out of the Met with this smiling, enthusiastic face.
I was glad having learned that there are some aspects of Austrian culture you have to be confronted with on New York's stages in order to ... fall in love with.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Du bist einfach nur ein Idiot!

09 February, 2007 15:28  

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