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AND HEARD RECITAL REVIEW
Susan Graham
in London:
Wigmore Hall
Song Recital Series / French Season:
Susan Graham (mezzo-soprano), Malcolm Martineau (piano), Wigmore
Hall, London 9. 2.2008 (JPr)
After the relative disappointment of the recent Bernarda Fink
recital I returned to the Wigmore Hall for another programme with
a mezzo-soprano, this time the American Susan Graham. Devised by
Ms Graham and her accompanist, Malcolm Martineau this was a
retrospective of French Art Songs of the nineteenth and twentieth
centuries. Only three of 22 composers of Mélodies were
repeated (Fauré, Debussy and Hahn) and the centuries were split by
the interval and the songs were put into five ‘lots’: the
progenitors of the French Art Song, ‘night’, animals/humour/love,
vocal technique/childhood and a final work, less a Mélodie
and rather more operatic by Francis Poulenc.
Beginning with Bizet’s Chanson d’avril it was clear how
much there was a partnership at work here between singer and
pianist : here there are hints of Carmen's Micaëla
but equally important was the urgent accompaniment. Graham gave
Franck’s Nocturne an anxious, yearning quality with a
beautifully floated top note at the end. Victor Hugo’s text about
‘kissing and cuddling’ in an old abbey is set by Fauré in Dans
les ruines d’une abbaye and was playfully charming. ‘Où
voulez-vous aller?’ from a touching poem by Théophile
Gautier was full of thoughts of love and far-away places, none of
them Scotland though the opening chords seemed to make one think
of it. Here, Susan Graham revealed the breadth of her fine mezzo
voice with an elegant coloratura while singing ‘La brise va
souffler!’ (The breeze about to blow). Guitare by Lalo
(also to a Hugo text) was a small intense song. Saint-Saëns’
Danse macabre is a familiar tune, the song less so, and there
were some wonderful colours in Ms Graham’s voice and restless,
atmospheric support from the piano.
Chabrier’s cicadas (Les cigales) didn’t really sound the
part in this comic song but, a composer I had never heard of,
Emile Paladilhe provided a Psyché that was weightier fare
and hauntingly beautiful. The Debussy song Harmonie du soir
could have been by no-one else and continued to challenge Susan
Graham’s emotional palette as well her vocal range from the bottom
up smoothly to ‘ostensoir’ at the very top of her mezzo range.
Chausson’s Les papillons fluttered away quickly and
Bachelet’s Chère nuit was another nocturne in which was
wonderful breath control notably for ‘De ton mystère, calme et
charment’ (In your mystery, tranquil and charming). This second
group ended with Henri Duparc’s Au pays où se fait la guerre
(To the land where there is war.) This composer left us only
20 songs and once again there was fine control in the singing and
a spooky pre-Mahlerian military ritornello at the end to
tell us that the lover will never return from the battlefield.
Susan Graham’s personal good humour evident in the appropriate
songs so far was revealed as she acknowledged the applause on her
entry for the second part of her programme. She had changed her
dress from something heavier to a more diaphanous black lace
number and mimed that this was because she was feeling too hot.
She began with Ravel and Le paon (‘The peacock’), and this
light-heartedness continued in a conversationally cute ‘drama’
throughout the Aesop-put-to-music Le corbeau et le renard
(‘The crow and the fox’). This was another delightfully wry
account not very far from Mahler’s Wunderhorn song ‘In
praise of high intellect’. Réponse d’une épouse sage (‘The
chaste wife’s reply’) was very witty. The twentieth century was by
now making itself heard though some dissonances and this developed
through a haunting, frantic, helter-skelter by Messiaen (La
fiancée perdue) and Debussy’s Mahlerian Colloque
sentimental that followed.
Fauré’s Vocalise was beautiful and nicely controlled but
was a fairly pointless inclusion to my mind. Reynaldo Hahn was a
French Venezuelan and there is always a hint of Bach or Mozart
about him such as in his Tyrandis. ‘The Hatter’ (Le
Chapelier) by Satie is obviously ‘The Mad Hatter’, a silly
trifle that is difficult to sing and rushes up and down the voice.
Arthur Honegger’s Trois Chansons de la Petite Sirène
sounded more old-fashioned compared to the other twentieth-century
songs so far. Actually not French but ‘Auvergnese’ is Canteloube’s
Brezairola, a lullaby from his Chants d’Auvergne
that was as soothing, tender and irresistible as you would expect
it to be given the talents of Graham and Martineau on the
platform. Manuel Rosenthal’s La souris d’Angleterre (‘The
English mouse’) recollects the recent cartoon film Ratatouille
and tells the tale of the exploits and tragic end of the
protagonist. The chopping note in the music marks the end the
English mouse’s life as he succumbs to the attraction of the
‘Chester’ cheese in the mouse trap.
The official end of the recital was Francis Poulenc’s La Dame
de Monte Carlo. Although undoubtedly operatic, in hindsight
this is more a cabaret song as the protagonist here also meets a
sad end after living too full a life at the gambling tables. About
two-thirds the way through the drama takes hold and the intensity
heightens significantly. Ms Graham reveals unending resources of
stamina to make the abrupt end at the concluding ‘Monte Car….lo’
a heart-rending description of the fall into the sea.
I stepped out of my comfort zone (Italian or German repertoire)
for this recital and would not have believed I could have enjoyed
an entirely French programme quite so much. That I did so, was
wholly due to Susan Graham and Martin Martineau’s combined
consummate artistry in this varied and lovingly prepared recital.
If anything, the encores were better still, a velvety and
perfectly enunciated (like every song in the programme)
performance of ‘À Chloris’ by Reynaldo Hahn and then as the most
apt end to this recital - and while in an international website
like this, I cannot condone the sentiment at all - Ms Graham sang
the Noël Coward ditty, ‘There’s always something fishy about the
French’. These two items alone would be all that would be needed
to confirm Susan Graham as the ideal package she is, an elegant
singer who can be both dramatic and comic.
Jim
Pritchard
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