Superb standards inspire
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In a world where we complain – not often enough, in my opinion – of constantly declining standards it was a refreshing treat to be among the audience at the Mariinsky Ballet’s superb performance of Don Quixote the other evening. I have seen the Mariinsky dance several times including (when they were still the Kirov Ballet) in what was then known as Leningrad. The city was returned to its original name of St Petersburg in 1991.
The first performance I saw was a sensational Giselle in 1974. The company danced a private performance on a Monday night – normally their night off; they had not danced on a Monday since the revolution in 1917. Because there was only a small audience of about 100 or so I asked that they allow anybody to come in off the street rather than waste the exquisite talent we were about to see. The authorities, uncharacteristically, agreed and housewives with their shopping bags and soldiers with their rifles joined the group for whom this ballet was being specially danced.
The joy on the faces of the Russians was something I shall never forget.
After the performance we had a party in the Green Room. I was surprised at how good the dancers’ English was, especially among the often very young corps de ballet. A few glasses of vodka liberated me to mention the name of Tamara Karsavina, the ballet’s Prima Ballerina in 1917 who had fled in time to escape the onslaught of the revolution. I had met Madam Karsavina in 1960 when she was 75 and fell madly in love with her even though I was only 28 at the time. We remained friends until her death in 1978 aged 93.
Mention of her name brought the whole party to a standstill. Everyone crowded around me wanting to know about Madam; her name was not normally mentioned as she was considered a defector. The eyes of the ballerinas lit up and they promised that they would dance for their legendary Karsavina any time.
The Mariinksky has continued its progress and gone from strength to strength. In the late 1990s we saw a memorable performance of Nutcracker together with its newly written prequel in St Petersburg. At one point there were 150 people dancing on stage.
The Mariinsky’s standard has again improved to a point where it must surely be the best ballet company in the world today. Certainly Don Quixote was a performance nobody who saw it could ever forget. It was not only beautiful dancing but the joy of doing it so well that captivated the audience.
What a wonderful example of satisfaction because what they did was their best. We knew it – but, more importantly, so did they.
Otlichno, Mariinsky!
