Angel Magick, music by John Harle, libretto by David Pountney London premiere (world premiere at Aldburgh last week) Dr John Dee Christopher Good Edward Kelley Donald Maxwell Sir Philip Sidney William Purefoy Edmund Spenser Jacqueline Miura Queen Elizabeth I Sarah Leonard Giordano Bruno Andrew Forbes-Lane Jane Dee Lucy Burge Joan Kelley Jan Pearson Voice Jim Carter Conductor John Harle Director David Pountney Fretwork The Bauhaus Band "A scientific ritual in one action of seven parts" A work of music theatre about John Dee's attempt to summon up angels, using the original writings of Dee and his assistant Edward Kelley (who was the only person who could see the angels), alway risked being posy. I think David Pountney was aiming for something between Sally Potter and Derek Jarman, but almost inevitably he came up with Blackadder, right down to a shrieking Queen Elizabeth. John Harle's music seemed to me to come out of it a bit better, mainly because he didn't try any jokes. Angel Magick is organized in seven scenes, each introduced by a chord (made up of values derived from Dee's writings), and a voice asking the name of the new planet and its angel. The themes of the planets fit clearly into the plot in some places, and the scene arrangement didn't do any harm to the dramatic development, though it didn't seem to me to help much either. Each scene has a different musical style, held together by the use of "Elizabethan" themes, played on amplified viols. The action falls clearly into two parts. In the first, Dee is interrupted as he and Kelly prepare for the ritual. Kelley is in love with Jane Dee, and sympathizes when her child is hurt, while Dee measures the brick the child used to hit himself on the head. The poets Sidney and Spencer come and try to engage him in a debate about poetry. They are mocked by Kelley as a pair of sodomites. (The libretto ignores the differences of class and aesthetics between the two, but gets a gender-bending twist by having a gay couple sung by a counter-tenor and a mezzo with a beard.) The Queen shows up, furious that Frobisher has returned from his travels with pyrites instead of gold. Giordano Bruno, whom she has brought along, turns the pyrites into gold, and has an audience with Dee. In the second part, the angels appear, in fact projections of the people in the first part, and (presumably interpreted by Kelley) tell Dee that he and Kelly have to share their wives. They do, but Dee realises that the whole exercise has been futile and, announcing that the final planet is earth and its angel is man, he ends the masquerade. I think it could be entertaining. But in the conditions of this performance, I couldn't be sure whether there was much there. Performing on a round stage in the Albert Hall arena, the unamplified singers didn't really have a chance (though Jacqueline Miura in particular was still impressive). Christopher Good, as Dee, was amplified, and theatrical without being over the top. I couldn't always hear him, however, because of the position of the speakers. The instrumental music survived better, though the balance with the voices was often wrong. But the music is often attractive, especially the poets' duets, and at its least interesting it's pleasant in a commercial sort of way. The angels are fine theatre, as is Dr Dee himself, and the question as to whose interest ritual is in is also an interesting one. As in Faust, there is always a strong possibility that the alleged discoveries of science are nothing but showmanship. I'm not sure that Donald Maxwell's characterization of Kelley brought this out. He was more thuggish than ironic, not quite sharp-looking enough. Probably worth another try, though not for the conservative.