Beethoven: Anguish and Triumph Read online

  If there was never a complete break between father and son, there seems to have been little peace either. The closest to a break came when Johnny the runner’s rebelliousness and wanderlust climaxed with marriage.

  During one of his jaunts in neighboring towns, Johann met Maria Magdalena Leym, born Keverich, in Ehrenbreitstein. She was from a prominent family; her father had been overseer of the kitchen for the Elector of Trier, an important position among court servants. Her ancestors included councillors and senators. At sixteen, Maria made a fortunate marriage to Johann Georg Leym, a valet of the Elector. By eighteen she was widowed, their only child dead. When Johann van Beethoven began courting her, some two years later, Maria was living in an inn with her mother.40

  Johann was in his mid-twenties then and had been prospecting for a wife. He and baker Theodor Fischer, friendly competitors in all things, had vowed to “set sail on the sea of love” and see who reached port first.41 Johann was a passably handsome man, with strong features and broad shoulders, sociable and full of Lebenslust in the way of Rhinelanders, and he sported a repertoire of songs he sang and played on keyboard and fiddle and zither. Maria was slender, blond, and pretty, though her face was serious and over the years only became more so. However and whyever, Maria accepted Johann’s hand. Then he informed his father.

  Somehow Ludwig had the impression that the woman his son wanted to marry was a chambermaid, though she was not. Ludwig was outraged, not interested in explanations. He was heard shouting at Johann, “I would never have thought that of you, never expected you would stoop so low!”42 He did not forbid the marriage but refused to attend the wedding unless it was kept short and held in Bonn. Maria would not forget that she was cheated of the fine wedding in Ehren­breitstein that her mother would have given her.43 Eventually it became Maria’s stated opinion that from the wedding day forward, married life was a downhill course.

  After a honeymoon in Ehrenbreitstein, Johann and Maria moved to a garden house behind 515 Bonngasse, a street full of court musicians. Neither humble nor elegant, spacious nor cramped, the house was a squat three floors, the windows flanked by shutters, the stucco probably painted yellow.

  The first two of their children were born in the Bonngasse house: the Ludwig who died and the Ludwig who lived, the latter born December 16 or 17, 1770, in a top-floor garret barely high enough to stand up in. In England that year, steam power began to create an industrial revolution; across the ocean, the Boston Massacre helped trigger a political revolution; in France, the dauphin married Marie Antoinette, daughter of the Holy Roman emperor; in Königsberg, Immanuel Kant became a professor. Though the Beethoven family did not yet figure in history and lived in the garden house on Bonngasse only a few years, that ordinary dwelling would in due course become a shrine, the composer born there the main reason most of the world would ever think of Bonn at all.

  While Maria was pregnant with her second Ludwig, Johann suddenly declared to his employers that he had received an offer to work in the cathedral of Liège, where his father had once sung. Johann produced a letter from the cathedral making the offer; the salary offered was considerably better than Johann was making in Bonn.44 In light of his later history, the letter and the offer were probably bogus. It was a characteristic ruse of Johann to extract a raise from the court, and it didn’t work—also characteristic. If Johann did forge the document, it would not be his last time.

  The period after Ludwig the younger was born was a time of relative peace and prosperity in the family. There is little doubt that old Ludwig doted on his grandson and namesake: his wife was a phantom, his son a disappointment. The Fischers remembered the grandfather, for all his strength and willfulness, as jolly with children, bouncing their daughter Cäcilie on his knee and pulling faces to scare her.45 The toddler Ludwig lost his grandfather early but never forgot him as a wellspring of love and kindness, his features a model for his own face, his career and character likewise a model for his own. But the later Ludwig van Beethoven’s tangible connection to his grandfather would be in the form of a singular painting.

  In 1773, worn down and no longer able to sing, old Ludwig commissioned a portrait of himself. The artist was Amelius Radoux, a fellow Fleming employed by the court as a sculptor and wood-carver.46 Though this was to be his only known painting, Radoux did a handsome job. The finished piece was a collaboration between artist and subject.

  In his portrait as he was in life, Kapellmeister Ludwig van Beethoven is a commanding figure. The canvas depicts him as strong-featured, high-browed, fleshy, and ruddy. He wears a fur cap and an elegant tasseled jacket. His piercing eyes fix the viewer. It is the picture of an imperious and prosperous professional, a leader.

  It is also a portrait of anguish and endurance. This was the statement Kapellmeister van Beethoven, feeling himself near the end, wanted to leave posterity about his life. Every element of the picture forms a symbolic narrative. On the table to the viewer’s left lies a decorated strip of fabric; it is the traditional “husband’s band” that a bride-to-be made for her fiancé. Looking up from the embroidered band, the viewer finds a dark cape falling from Ludwig’s shoulders, the clothing of a man in mourning. Its fall evokes his escape from the darkness that had enveloped him.

  With a decisive gesture Ludwig’s arm emerges from the cape; the forefinger of his right hand points to the left hand, which is turning the pages of a musical score. Here is the heart of the painting’s message. It says, This engagement with my art is what brought me out of darkness; this is what saved me from the tragedy of my marriage. The notes on the pages of music amplify the message. The score is part of an aria from Giovanni Pergolesi’s famous opera La serva padrona, which had been performed at the court theater, likely with Ludwig singing the principal role of Umberto. The snippet of text from the aria is “If love . . . If love . . .” In the story at that moment, the singer is trying to decide what to do about a woman who is driving him to distraction.47

  Ludwig van Beethoven’s grandson kept that painting near him to the end of his life, telling friends stories about his grandfather, proudly pointing out their resemblance in the shape of their faces, their animated eyes. The painted image of his grandfather was a talisman of his heritage as a musician. There is no indication that Ludwig the younger understood the story secreted in the painting, so much like the covert and sometimes tragic stories adumbrated in his own music. In telling friends stories about his grandfather, Beethoven perhaps did not point out that his hero and model, the man he honored in place of his father, died when his grandson was barely three years old. The painting was their main connection.

  It was less the memory of his actual grandfather that Beethoven treasured, more the idea and ideal of his grandfather represented by art. As man and artist, the younger Ludwig van Beethoven was someone for whom ideas, ideals, and art outshone people in the flesh. And, like his grandfather, the composer Ludwig van Beethoven saw music as his salvation.

  The day before Christmas 1773, after suffering a stroke, Kapellmeister Ludwig van Beethoven died. Despite his objections to Johann’s marriage, he had been generous to the couple; he left them a substantial inheritance in money and finery, much of the latter brought years before from his Flemish homeland. Meanwhile, when Ludwig died, a number of people owed him money. He had been making unsecured loans and selling wine on credit.48 With the family patriarch and benefactor gone, Johann bestirred himself to improve his situation. He petitioned the court for a raise, “since the death of my father has left me in needy circumstances my salary not sufficing.”49 Perhaps he was not as needy as all that. He went after his father’s debtors and collected from them. One debt amounted to some 1,000 florins, a sum a frugal family could live on for three years.50 The Beethovens, however, did not prove ­frugal.

  If Johann van Beethoven did not inherit a full measure of his father’s musicality or intelligence, he still had some of Ludwig’s energy and ambition. In practice, that meant Johann was a perennial schemer and opportunist, if u
sually an unsuccessful one. (The court again turned down his petition for a raise.) There were successes sometimes, in a manner of speaking. When he married Maria, Johann acquired from her mother 450 florins. This money was sometimes described as a dowry, but more likely it constituted his mother-in-law’s savings, and Johann pinched it.51 (A petition to the Court of Trier declared that the mother was impoverished because of her daughter’s “ill-advised marriage.”)52 After her daughter left home, the mother’s mind seems to have faltered; she was reported standing in front of a church in Ehrenbreitstein through wind and rain and winter nights.53 She died in miserable circumstances in 1768.

  When old Ludwig died prosperously, besides chasing down his father’s debtors, Johann looked out for himself in other ways. Ludwig had been close to the power behind the throne at the Bonn court, music-loving chief minister Caspar Anton von Belderbusch, and Johann cultivated that important connection.

  After his father died, Johann aspired to succeed him as Kapellmeister. His salary at that point was hardly enough to sustain his family, and Maria was pregnant again. As importantly, Johann imagined himself becoming the leading musician at court, which would make him the most prominent musician in Bonn. To that end, he primed Belderbusch with valuables from old Ludwig’s estate, mostly Flemish antiques: a standing clock; fine glassware and porcelain; an illuminated Bible; and paintings, including a descent from the cross—all valued at some 650 florins, two years’ living for a musician.54

  For weeks officials of the court put off Johann’s petition to replace his father as Kapellmeister. He took the delay as promise of a favorable outcome, but that was a forlorn fantasy. By then, Johann was a familiar part of the musical life of the town, a tenor competent to handle minor roles in opera, a respected teacher, a convivial fellow who had befriended important people both musical and otherwise. But in temperament, talent, and intelligence Johann van Beethoven was not the least prepared to run a musical establishment, a fact probably obvious to everyone but him.

  In May 1774, it was announced that the new Kapellmeister would be Andrea Luchesi, a conductor and well-known opera composer, who brought some luster of fame and a welcome Italian influence to the court. The Kapelle then was a choir of nine and an orchestra of fourteen, plus an organist and the trumpeters and drummers required for festive occasions. Court musical forces grew steadily from that point. They were kept busy providing music in church, concert room, and theater for daily masses, balls, theatrical productions, concerts, and the yearly calendar of twenty high holidays.55

  Possibly Johann van Beethoven understood that when his father died and he was brushed aside as Kapellmeister, he lost his best chance to become an important man in town, with a comfortable income. He was destined for the life of an ordinary music teacher and member of the choir. But Johann did not give up. He remained a loyal protégé of Belderbusch (who did not deign to return the articles constituting the attempted bribe). Johann did not treat new Kapellmeister Luchesi as a rival but instead befriended him. As for his further ambitions in court and in the world, Johann turned, with a vengeance, to his little son Ludwig.

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  Father, Mother, Son

  MOST OF THE time the extraordinary begins in the ordinary. The son reared in the family business. The father who has extravagant dreams for his child. The father who is mediocre in his trade and discovers his son is talented, so drives him all the harder. The father who expects his son to realize his own frustrated dreams. The father who drinks and lashes out. The son who is helpless to resist. The father who does not know how to express love. The mother who watches and tries to soften the blows. The wife who makes her accommodations with the wrong husband and preserves herself and her children as best she can. The wife and mother who wishes none of it had happened. All these are old, ordinary stories.

  When a child is reared in a supremely difficult discipline such as music, the great plan, the impetus, usually comes from a parent.1 The child will do this and that, will do it when he is told, and will excel—or else. There is only the question of method. Johann van Beethoven knew one way to keep his son in line, and that was with shouts, threats, beatings, locking the little scamp in the basement. Perhaps his own father had trained the young Johann in music with the same hardness. In any case, Johann had the impatience and the explosive temper of his father, as would his son. The Fischer children remembered a small boy standing on a low bench to reach the keyboard, crying as he played while his father loomed over him.2

  Johann began teaching his son, beating music into him, when Ludwig was four or five. First, history says, the boy was taught “clavier.” Given that this word encompasses any kind of keyboard instrument, which one is meant is not certain. The pianoforte was still expensive and relatively undeveloped when Ludwig was a child, though soon it would push the old harpsichord into obsolescence. But Bonn was still a backwater, not a center of piano development like Vienna, so Ludwig learned his notes on harpsichord or clavichord.

  In those days children often started on the smaller and quieter clavichord, which had a particular advantage: whereas the mechanism of the harpsichord plucked the strings always at the same volume, each key of the clavichord was joined to a small metal hammer that struck the string, so subtleties of touch and volume were available on the clavichord that were not possible on the larger instrument. If Ludwig started on clavichord, he was already learning nuances of touch that would translate to the pianofortes of that time, which were no larger than a harpsichord and had a far more delicate touch than the instruments of a century later.

  Clearly Johann’s idea was to rear Ludwig as a court musician so he would be employable as soon as possible and earn his keep. Johann had been reared to that same end by his father. As it had been with Johann, musical teenagers from the families of court musicians might have to work for years before being paid—but if Ludwig could become a clavier soloist by his teens, he might command a salary right away.3 When the boy had learned his notes at the clavier, Johann began to teach him violin and viola so he could play in the court orchestra. Eventually, most likely, the goal was that Ludwig would become Kapellmeister, like his grandfather—the post his father had failed to achieve.

  Early on, the boy wanted to make up his own music. Once when his father caught Ludwig improvising on violin, he was heard to shout, “What stupid stuff are you scratching at now? You know I can’t stand that. Scratch on the notes or you’ll never get anywhere!” But the boy kept at it; again Johann caught him playing his own tunes. “Haven’t you heard what I said?” he demanded.

  On his fiddle the boy played a phrase he had invented and asked, “But isn’t this beautiful?”

  “That’s another matter entirely,” Johann said. “This is just something you made up yourself. You’re not to do that. Keep at your clavier and violin and play the notes correctly, that’s what will get you somewhere. When you’ve learned enough then you can and you will play from your head. But don’t try it now. You’re not ready for it.”4 Inevitably the boy continued making up music, but now in secret, as something private and forbidden.5

  As a musician, at least, Johann was no fool. Before long he would have realized that this son was remarkably gifted. At that point it appears his plans broadened toward a splendid new horizon. He began to imagine that Ludwig might be in the same category as the most famous musical phenomenon of the age, a child of freakish talent named Mozart.

  More benignly, there were memories of Ludwig sitting on his father’s lap at parties, and accompanying while Johann sang. A lot of people liked Johann van Beethoven, or at least enjoyed his and the family’s hospitality. Musicians and court figures were in the house constantly. From the cradle, Ludwig heard music all the time, from the songs and keyboard and chamber works of famous masters to folk music and dances and hunting songs and wedding songs.6 Holidays were celebrated with food, drink, and lots of music.

  Every year saw a family festival on Maria van Beethoven’s name day. On that day, at least, she was coddle
d and adored. Court musicians showed up with music stands from the Kapelle, and chairs were lined up along the walls in one of the large street rooms of the Beethoven flat. The men set up a canopy decked with laurel branches and flowers and foliage; inside the canopy they hung the portrait of the patriarch, old Ludwig. Maria was ushered in, and the celebration began with a burst of music. Then came more than enough food and wine, and dancing late into the night in stocking feet so as not to wake the neighbors.7

  At Christmas, Johann ordered a pig slaughtered and had a court butcher make holiday wurst. The court musicians served at midnight Mass in the chapel, the Archbishop Elector presiding, the bodyguards and the regiment appearing in full dress, the choir hoping to shine on the most joyous of holidays. After the services ended with volleys of muskets and cannons, Johann and his friends tramped home in the cold and sat down to wine, punch, coffee, a table heaped with food, and singing and playing.8 One thing seems to have been appreciated about Johann and Maria van Beethoven: they knew how to throw a party.

  Johann’s schemes and machinations, of course, had to do with money. To support a family, his pay as a minor member of the court Kapelle was modest (by then about 315 florins),9 and while he busied himself teaching private students, there was not much profit in it. Meanwhile, by the time Ludwig was six there were five mouths in the family to feed.