Poor old Weber. Our wretched weather accelerated his death here from TB, aged 39, during his lengthy and ill-fated stay in London composing and premiering Oberon in 1826, since when he’s been poorly served by the very theatre he died working for, Covent Garden. None of his early pieces – Peter Schmoll, Silvana and Abu Hassan, amongst others – has ever been given there: and neither Euryanthe nor Oberon has been seen locally in nigh-on 200 years. Even his best-known – and certainly most stage-worthy – work, Der Freischütz, hasn’t been performed in Bow Street since 1989, when Götz Friedrich’s wonderfully detailed 1977 staging in Schneider-Siemssen’s exquisitely (and creepily) evocative sets was last seen (there’s a new one scheduled for December next year, though given that it’s in the hands of Kasper Holten and set, naturally, not in period but at the time of the work’s composition, I’m not holding out any hope on that front).
Latterly, we’ve had to content ourselves with a series of concert performances of the piece. John Eliot Gardiner and his Orchestre Révolutionnaire et Romantique forces gave it at the 2011 Proms/> lus" value="" />