Luca P.
Yelp
Last weekend, on my sister's instigation (she's a musician) we decided to check out the Handel House Museum. I quite like a bit of Georg Friedrich myself from time to time, so I built up a certain level of expectations. To add to the intrigue is the fact that Jimi Hendricks lived in the same building in 1968-69, as the blue plaque outside the building demonstrates. Now, where else can one include in the same snapshot picture the blue plaques of two musical geniuses?
Anyway, the expectations were very soon quenched once we walked through the door. There were 2 small rooms on the second floor and 3 on the first floor that we could visit. An audiovisual presentation welcomed us but it wasn't particularly informative. The rooms are very plain and rather empty: no memorabilia, no autographic letters, or other relevant items. A few drawings and paintings adorn the walls: the portraits of Farinelli, Faustina Bordoni and other dudes and dudesses somehow linked to GFH. There is the bed in which he allegedly died. The room in which his manservant helped him put on and off his coat, and - I guess - his wig. There is the concert room, with a replica of a harpsichord that may or may not resemble the one that the man used. And the dark (empty) room where he composed his celebrated masterpieces. Now, if you're a worshipper of the dude you may want to spend some time there breathing in the air with your eyes closed. And you might get excited thinking that the squeaking floorboards are probably making the same noise that they made nearly 300 years ago when the composer was pacing up and down and thinking of a nice way to open his Messiah.
Allegedly activities, lectures and concerts are a regular feature at the museum, and talks take place on a Saturday. Well, not that Saturday!
So, all in all a bit of a disappointment. I wouldn't give it a bad review if it were free, but to visit this baby you pay the same entrance fee you would fork out to visit the entire Courtauld Gallery!