Trebots @ Monday April 12th 2004 12:19

The kinky Murcian waiters clique is anxious to watch rude muscles bulge and divine blood flow in Mel's Pash and will not be making an appearance today, which means that we need not fear interruption as, for a change, we get random with some really boring stuff.

Take Catalan passion plays, for example.

The most popular and profitable mystery pageant round here is La Passió d'Esparreguera, which claims seventeenth century antecedents and has been running since 1860. Here's a Bodysnatchers-style press cutting showing the new auditorium built in 1969 which, prior to intervention by the fire service, held more than 2,000 spectators for each of the ca 10 Eastertide performances:

new hall

I'm quite fond of it because esparreguera is one of the names used locally for the asparagus plant, the edible part of which is called espàrrec. This debt is acknowledged on the municipal shield and yes, I know what you're thinking, and no, I'm not going to disappoint you: asparagus is used here as a symbol for masculine and (occasionally) feminine attributes that come in handy at this time of year. Here, from the visitor's guide for the 1951 season, is what looks like a crop of fine springtime phalli (but which is probably intended to be neighbouring Montserrat):

passio d'esparreguera

The usual moans about Esparreguera and others are:

  1. The story. Plot and dialogue are banal, you have to sit through between 30 and 50 scenes divided into morning and afternoon sessions, there is never any doubt about who is naughty or nice, and there are no jokes.
  2. The music, either specially composed or a ragbag of classical hits, only serves to make you long for Mr B.
  3. The staging. The most fun you're going to get is bad Wieland Wagner (Bayreuth sensationally visited Barcelona in 1955) or, if you're really lucky, some Viking helmets from the previous Wagner craze back in the 1890s.
  4. The acting. The video on this page provides a taster.

Roughly the same criticisms were made of the plotless, kitschy 1997 film about Germany's best ever vocal group, the Comedian Harmonists. However, at least the music was good. Here's a chorus from their celebration of spring, asparagus and sex, Veronika, as played on piano with a descant by Bernard the monk and Zoraima the cat on percussion:

Here, moreover, is a translation of the text, so that all you sweet young things can sing along (bear in mind that there's a short intro):

Veronika, it's spring again,
The girlies sing their sweet refrain,
The whole wide world's a lovers' knot,
Oh sparagus, how big you've got!
My dear Veronika, the world is green,
Those woods would make a handy screen.
For even your old grandpa, says to your old grandma:
Veronika, it's spring again!

Or, in the German:

Veronika, der Lenz ist da,
die Mädchen singen Tralala,
die ganze Welt ist wie verhext,
Veronika, der Spargel wächst,
ach Du Veronika, die Welt ist grün,
drum laß uns in die Wälder ziehn.
Sogar der Großpapa, sagt zu der Großmama:
Veronika, der Lenz ist da.

Categories: God, the angels and the orders of the faithful, Music, Of metres, Splog, Theatre, Wild beasts

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  1. Geoff
    April 12th 2004 13:34

    Still doesn't sound as bad as Oberammergau.

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