I’m thinking about this because on Thursday night I saw a performance of Béla Bartók’s Bluebeard’s Castle performed by the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. It was incredible. The story is of Duke Bluebeard and his 4th wife, Judith. It’s set completely in Bluebeard’s castle (although in many performances there is a spoken introduction explaining that the theater or stage might as well be the theater of our minds [this was not part of the performance at the CSO]). All the action concerns Judith trying and succeeding in getting the keys to 7 doors in the castle. They each open to rooms that contain different things that can be interpreted as both literal records of Bluebeard's life as well as metaphoric representations of someone’s mind, personality or soul. Upon reaching and opening the 7th door, still against Bluebeard’s wishes, it becomes clear that Judith and Bluebeard’s love can no longer be experienced and he will now only be able to experience her abstractly (literally she is locked in the room, but, again, metaphorically in his mind). Peter Bartók, the composer’s son, puts it quite eloquently:
No woman, then, can give Bluebeard joy and happiness on her own terms, as Judith had wanted to. The women are forever enshrined, as figures of undying beauty, in the secret recesses of the castle of gloom, which in its turn symbolized man's soul. Bluebeard's women make his flowers bloom and his treasures grow; in other words, they are the source of the creative man's inspiration. But as living women, they cannot share his life. They exist only as idealized memories. Without being a wife-killer in the material sense, Bluebeard does kill his women on the “inner” stage. Tragic man can find no fulfillment in woman.
The music matches the emotional intensity and I was nearly brought to tears a couple of times. The story is told simply in one act with just two characters and succinctly (I can’t imaging it was longer than 30 minutes) but it is incredibly profound and complex.
There was also a performance of the the 2006 Flute Concerto concerto by Marc-André Dalbavie. It was one of the most exciting pieces of music I have heard in years.