Wigglesworth conducts Debussy and Berg

“Let us fly without rest or pause into the land of my dreams…” For Claude Debussy, the poetry of Baudelaire conjured new and ravishing colours, just waiting to be transformed into sound. Over in 1890s Vienna, meanwhile, those same verses unlocked dark passions and wild (sometimes dangerous) imaginings – a glorious, iridescent turmoil into which Alban Berg dived headlong.