You are missing the point, CW. The blogger in question states that Beethoven’s philosophical background was, overall, malevolent, and that this is reflected in his music.
Would you might feel differently if that life was lived by some whose music you didn’t like?
That is irrelevant. Beethoven’s music is the way it is precisely because of his convictions. It was his ideals and his beliefs that drove him to compose the ninth. If the life had been lived by somebody else, it wouldn’t have been Beethoven’s music. Someone else would not have done the same things as Beethoven did. Or are you saying now that intellectual creation is now divorced from the person? You cannot separate Wagner’s music from Wagner’s beliefs, because they are intertwined: the themes of his operas, the way he created the leitmotivic framework, and finally the whole package was dictated by what Wagner’s beliefs were concerning aesthetics, politics and philosophy in general. There is a reason why all of his heroes are incredibly immoral people - and also why he is such a terrible dramatist ( Opera’s secret-that-nobody-wants-to-admit is that Wagner was a thoroughly incapable dramatist (which is why everything in the Ring cycle moves at a glacial pace, a fact which Anna Russell always loved to point out) and not that good as a librettist either (The rousing ride of the Valkyries is accompanied by the most pedestrian text in the history of libretti.)) All you need to do is analyze the predominant philosophy in Wagner’s works - and then brave the incredibly odious and tedious reading of his many many essays on the subject of art- and you’ll see how much of his fabled ring cycle falls under the same kind of philosophy that would cause strife throughout Europe in years to come.
Fidelio is at best modest, with a couple good tunes
I find it interesting that you dismiss Fidelio, but as a professional in the field of opera (not merely an aficionado) I’ve become accustomed to it. The operagoing audience is often partial to Rossini’s superfluous writing, or perhaps the beautiful swelling, passionate melodic lines of Puccini, or even the trademark brilliance of the fireworks in Donizetti’s mad scenes. Beethoven did little of that: his vocal writing treats the voice as an instrument and his consideration is not how to impress the audience but how to incorporate the dramatic elements into the musical elements. Whilst “In des Lebens Frühlingstagen” may not be written in the popular flavor of, say, “E Lucevan Le Stelle,” it is much more profound. Puccini certainly is a master at his craft— yet since we are talking about leaning towards benevolence or malevolent universes, isn’t it interesting that whilst Beethoven’s only opera culminated in the triumph of the individual over adversity, nearly all of Puccini’s popular operas (and I’m even including Suor Angelica here) end in sorrow, tragedy and death?
- La Villi.- Curses and dancing until you die from exhaustion. Very benevolent.
- Edgar-. Lovers slain, vengeance, and an ending in tears.
- Manon Lescaut.- Girl meets boy, boy loves girl, girl tears boy’s hearts to pieces, then dies in his arms. No Big Happy.
- La Boheme.- Same as above, with a few variants for Musetta and Marcello (no happy relationships in this opera.) No possibility of happiness at the end.
- Tosca.- Mamma Mia. Torture, Death, Lust, death by firing squad and death by jumping from a tower. Nope.
- Madama Butterfly.- Innocence abused, betrayed, and then finally suicide. Grab your hankies. (Personally this is the one that hits me the most. I’ve never attended a good performance of Butterfly that didn’t leave me dabbing away at my eyes. Then, of course, there’s the bad ones…)
- La Rondine.- Depending on what ending the company is using, Magda either abandons Ruggero for Rambaldo (her pimp) because she believes she cannot live with Ruggero because of her past as a courtesan, or Ruggero abandons Magda and she walks into the sea and drowns. Either way Doretta gets the short shrift.
- Il Tabarro.- Dead lovers here, too!
- Suor Angelica.- Dead nun, move along, noting to see here

- Turandot.- Dumb Prince is in love with a Psycho Bitch. Psycho Bitch kills everyone who might even threaten to marry her. Dumb Prince still loves Psycho Bitch, even after she tortures his sweet little servant girl and then has her impaled. Psycho Bitch then falls in love with Dumb Prince. They probably toast their marriage with the blood of babies and dance over their bodies.
That leaves us with…
- La Fanciulla del West.- AT LAST! A happy ending! Minnie and Johnson ride off into the Californian sunset. And hardly anyone had to die to get here! (Well, HARDLY anyone in comparison to Turandot, which begins with a beheading and goes downhill from there)
- Gianni Schicchi.- When done well, this is a hilarious one-act opera.
Now, Giacomo wrote for the voice like very few ever did, and the passion found in his scores can seldom be matched. But if you’re going to speculate about a man in the way it has been done here, let’s open the field further – why should Beethoven get all the hits and Gigi get a get-out-of-jail-free card?
That another blogger felt that a written statement made at a young age was an indication of the life lived is still beside the point. He doesn’t like the music. You may feel he is wrong, but what he finds in the music is what he finds. Your arguments do not touch that point.
As stated above, you missed the point. My point is that the proof of Beethoven’s ideals is in the music , if you’re willing to study it instead of giving a listen and write everything off on a gut reaction- Beethoven, above everything, was an intellectual composer, and his music was not written by whim. But much more importantly: That what space is trying to do is cast aspersions upon the character and philosophy of a composer based upon one sole document (written, again, at 25), as opposed to not only his many documented letters and conversation notebooks, but the very clear ideological sketches he left behind whilst working on his masterpieces (reading his notes on the work he did of re-composing Schiller’s poem for his symphony is very interesting), and his other miscellaneous writings. He was not a jolly man, he was taciturn (so was Roark), and irritable (a man who suffered from pain nearly all of his life) and moody with bouts of depression ( most likely bipolar in a pre-psychiatric society), but throughout his writings and his music you can clearly see a man in constant search of the good and the beautiful, something that he believes is possible. That he never let these adversities crush him completely even towards the end of his life shows a man who was deeply convinced in the ideals of heroism-- Leonora is not just a pretty figure in an opera, and the tenor solo in the ninth is not just a convenient transition point. The fact that he admired Napoleon before he became a tyrant, and that he despised him forevermore afterward as a betrayer of his ideals shows how much he wanted to see real heroes. He even went as far as to denounce him with the following words:
"He, too, then, is nothing better than an ordinary man! Now he will
trample on all human rights only to humor his ambition; he will place
himself above all others,–become a tyrant! Pity that I do not understand the art of war as well as I do the
art of music; I should yet conquer Napoleon!"
With those words Beethoven tore the title page off the manuscript for his third symphony, then called “Napoleon”, and re-baptized it as the “Eroica”, the heroic symphony, demonstrating that his ideals could never die, regardless of who betrayed them.
Ignoring the avalanche of evidence against space’s sole paper is not only dishonest, it is also intellectually lazy.