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Benjamin BRITTEN
(1913-1976)
Serenade for tenor, horn and strings, Op. 31 [24:47]
Nocturne, Op. 60 [28:35]
Gerald FINZI (1901-1956)
Dies Natalis, Op. 8 [24:58]
Mark Padmore (tenor); Stephen Bell (horn)
Britten Sinfonia/Jacqueline Shave
rec. February 2011, Air Studios, Lyndhurst Hall, London
HARMONIA MUNDI HMU807552
[78:29]
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This disc brings together three of the key English song-cycles
of the 20th Century and it combines one of our finest
tenors with an ensemble whose gifts are uniquely suited to this
music. In the end, though, I found it a little patchy. The anchor
of the set is the playing of the Britten Sinfonia, whose strings
are outstanding throughout. They have chosen an ensemble of
just the right size which fits brilliantly in the soundscape,
and the engineers have judged the acoustic just right. They
have also captured the correct balance so that singer and instrumentalists
are caught in just the right proportion. Stephen Bell’s
horn playing at the beginning of the Serenade sounded
a little raw to my ears, however. I’m sure it was an artistic
decision rather than a consequence of unpolished preparation,
but to my ears it was an ill-judged one, not an auspicious start
to the disc, though it’s one he corrects for the final
off-stage Epilogue. Mark Padmore is an excellent tenor, equally
accomplished on the operatic stage as on the concert platform.
You would think that he would be a top choice for Britten songs.
Throughout the Serenade, however, he struggles to balance
the dramatic and the lyrical sides of his voice so that too
often he underplays the expressiveness of the writing. He sings
with less of the honeyed beauty that he is famous for and more
incisive bite, which works for some songs, such as the Dirge,
but not so well for others, such as the opening Pastoral.
However, this does have the advantage of lending his word-painting
that extra edge: listen, for example, to the way he articulates
“dying” in Nocturne or “sick”
in Elegy. Likewise, in the gently throbbing introduction
to this song the blend of the horns and strings is exceptional.
Both playing and singing are at their most alluring in the concluding
Keats Sonnet, seductive and beautiful with a hint of danger,
leading wonderfully into the softly dying horn epilogue.
Dies Natalis is also very good, but variable for the
same reasons. The strings sound glorious in the pastoral lyricism
of the Intrada and the sound is excellent, bringing them
present but not too close, with lovely light on the inner textures,
especially the violas. Padmore takes a while to settle in, though.
For the last two songs he gets the mix of lyricism and innocence
just right, depicting the child’s vision of the world
with wide-eyed beauty. He doesn’t quite nail this for
the first two songs, though. His singing sounds consciously
affected rather than showing the naivety of the art that conceals
art, in fact sounding much too, well, grown-up! Everyone has
a much better time in the Nocturne, however, surely the
greatest of all English song-cycles. Padmore judges this one
just right, responding to the mood of each poem with vocal colour
that is innocent, beautiful, frenzied or comical as required.
The solo “obbligato” instruments all sound fantastic
too, each having a whale of a time in its moment in the sun.
The description of the “lovely boy” in the Coleridge
poem is almost too alluring to be comfortable, and the use of
the harp for this song is sensational, sitting perfectly in
the soundscape of the recording. The cycle rises to a powerful
dramatic climax at Wordsworth’s reflection on the September
Massacres, the timpani sounding as though they are beating on
the inside of the insomniac’s brain, and the Owen song
has a wonderfully alluring cor anglais. The final Shakespeare
setting is a triumphant culmination, a celebration of the power
of dreams played with appropriate majesty and sung with rapt
intensity.
So there is a lot to enjoy here and this disc is undoubtedly
very good; however Padmore’s slightly inconsistent approach
means that, for me, it falls short of the - admittedly very
high - hopes I had for it. For the Britten at least, Bostridge
with Rattle and the Berlin Philharmonic still win the prize
for brilliant singing and outstanding word-painting with perfectly
judged accompaniment.
Simon Thompson
see also review by John
Quinn (June 2012 Recording of the Month)
Discography & Review Index: Serenade
~~ Nocturne
~~ Dies
Natalis
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