It remains a jumble of internal contradictions and naked overachievement, an expression of personal crisis and radical politics. In all its raw ambition and zeal, "Mass" best symbolizes the struggle of Leonard Bernstein. "West Side Story" was far more popular, the Jeremiah symphony more coherent and the Chicester Psalms lyrically purer, but Bernstein was never more personal than in the 1971 extravaganza that defies definition and left some critics and audiences cold with its hip pretensions and refusal to fit into a musical genre.
This week, Bernstein's masterpiece comes to life in rare professional performances. The Minnesota Orchestra, the Minnesota Chorale, James Sewell Ballet, Minnesota Boychoir and a 20-voice Street Chorus -- more than 200 artists -- will give voice to the story of a priest in the throes of a faith dilemma. Baritone Raymond Ayers portrays the celebrant, who inhabits the same psychic space Bernstein seemed to occupy during that American moment when politics and culture came unhinged.
Consider the factors in play when Bernstein sat down to compose this "Theater Piece for Singers, Players and Dancers." His celebrity had gone toxic in the wake of "Radical Chic," Tom Wolfe's devastating account of the Black Panther fundraiser hosted by Felicia Bernstein in 1970. He deeply perceived the stakes of writing something monumental in order to christen the new center in Washington, D.C., honoring President John F. Kennedy. He would show the skeptics, overwhelm them with a revolutionary piece of breadth and impact.
Bernstein was in that precarious space that an artist enters, where total commitment and invulnerability mix with fragility. Jamie, one of Bernstein's three children, calls it "The Golden Blind Spot," a temporary madness into which the creator plunges, girded only with the illusion that he or she is changing the world.
"When my father was writing 'Mass,' he would come back to the house from his studio and throw a piece of paper on the piano and say, 'Listen to what I just wrote!' " Jamie Bernstein said in a recent interview. "And he would pound it out and whatever we might have thought of it, the thing to say was, 'Wow, that's really great,' because you had to be supportive of him in the middle of it.
"Just today we were talking -- my brother and sister -- how there is a very fine line between being a creative artist and being a victim of OCD" (obsessive-compulsive disorder).
Initial reaction lukewarm
How devastating, then, that in the minds of some observers, "Mass" hardly changed the world. Harold Schonberg of the New York Times found it superficial and pretentious. Others dismissed it as a hipper-than-thou stab at the same bag that buoyed "Hair" and "Godspell" (whose creator, Stephen Schwartz, was Bernstein's librettist on "Mass"). Beyond the affectations, critics bristled at Bernstein's refusal to corral "Mass" musically. Screeching guitars, cacophonous choruses, jazz, blues, sweet melodies, gospel and classical tunes all mixed in a willful attempt to break convention -- much like the man himself, who by now was fighting his own images and feeling pigeonholed.