A hotel in Leipzig served as our headquarters during my trip to
Lutherland.
Goethe had studied law at the local university before continuing his studies in
Strasbourg. He also explored the city's booming nightlife, so in his later years
in his drama Faust, he wrote the following scene in
Auerbachs Keller:
Mein Leipzig lob' ich mir! Es ist ein klein Paris und bildet seine Leute
(I praise my Leipzig as Little Paris that educates its people), alluding to
both aspects of Goethe's studies.
On the first evening in Leipzig, Red Baron listened to Bach's Matthäus-Passion, also called the Great Passion, at the Thomaskirche, where Johann Sebastian had been choirmaster from 1723 until his death in 1750.
Here follows a Google translation from German into English of an appreciation of
BWV 244 that, in the end, turned out not to be too bad, but I still had to fine-tune: In a unique way, Bach's St. Matthew Passion documents the gradual shift
in Passion understanding since 1670. This is disclosed above all by the
fact that traditional styles made room for new forms of expression of individual piety
and religious feelings of the listener to a much greater degree than before.
We do not know how many of the Leipzig music connoisseurs were aware of the
uniqueness of the gigantic work. Bach's calligraphy score, which he produced in 1736, indeed testifies that his "Great Passion" should serve posterity, the generation of his sons, and students as a musical legacy.
Mendelssohn, who had rehearsed the Passion under his teacher
Carl Friedrich Zelter
since 1820, had it performed for the first time in public in 1829.
Red Baron had listened to live performances of BWV 244 before. Here, at the Thomaskirche, the English Baroque Soloists, directed by
Sir John Eliot Gardiner, apparently in awe of the place, did not dare shorten the masterpiece. They
performed the long (full) version, which lasted more than three hours, with only a 15-minute interlude. It was hard to sit on a wooden church bench for so
long.
Again, I enjoyed my memorable favorite aria:
Erbarme Dich, mein Gott, um meiner Zähren willen! Schaue hier: Herz und Auge
weint vor dir bitterlich.
(Have mercy, Lord, on me, regard my bitter weeping, look at me; heart and eyes
both weep to Thee bitterly). In concert with an alto, the weeping violin is one
of Bach's strokes of genius.
Our group went on a guided tour of
Klein Paris the following day. The
well-known Bach monument in front of the Thomaskirche is not the oldest.
There is an earlier one, sponsored in 1843 by Felix Mendelssohn Bartholdy, who had rediscovered Bach as the master of the Baroque.
We were given free time in the afternoon, and I wanted to check out the
traditional
Gasthaus Zum Arabischen Coffe Baum (At the
Arabian coffee tree).
And boy, I had my fill. Here, they served the Leipzig Gose I had been looking for all over Leipzig, the beer that had already been so popular with
Goethe as a student. I had my glass of
Gose with woodruff syrup
(they serve the famous
Weiße in Berlin alike), giving the drink a
beautiful green hue.
Do not confuse Gose with the Belgian beer specialty gueuze, although both beers taste particularly sour.
I started with a specialty of the
house,
Ur-Krostitzer Bierfleisch tempura and
Bratkartoffeln.
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Deep-fried Ur-Krostitzer beer meat with cumin-garlic and fried potatoes
with onions
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Mind you, this Saxon Krostitz is not related to the Thuringian Köstritz, where
you find the famous
Schwarzbier (dark beer). Here are the coats of arms of the
two cities:
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Krostitz (©Wikipedia/Flasher)
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Köstritz (©Wikipedia/Shorshi2211)
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I ended my
meal with
Sächsische Quarkkeulchen, refined by adding
cinnamon cream, apple sauce, and vanilla ice cream.
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Saxon chops made from curd cheese and sides
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In the afternoon, I passed a GDR monument in front of an exhibition
on
Teilung und Einheit, Diktatur und Widerstand (Division and Unity,
Dictatorship and Resistance), and written on the side,
Warning! History may lead to insight, causing awareness. The statue symbolizes the transformation of Germany's society from the Third
Reich (military boot and Nazi salute) to the First State of Workers and Farmers,
the GDR (barefoot and raised fist). And then there was music all over town.
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Rehearsal of Bach motets at Nikolaikirche
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Bach im Bahnhof or Jazz at Leipzig's train station
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