Cascavelle has a good 
                track record for reissues of great French 
                artists, of whom a goodly number were 
                actually Swiss by birth. Such was the 
                case with Hugues Cuenod whose recordings 
                here range from his pioneering work 
                of Couperin, through his rewarding experience 
                with Stravinsky’s Cantate, the 
                Mozart Masonic Music and as a bon 
                bouche a sliver of his Delannoy 
                to bring him, and us, up-to-date. 
              
 
              
Though he became more 
                known for his longevity then his pioneering 
                work on disc Cuenod was part of that 
                generation of musicians to rediscover 
                their musical heritage in the 1930s. 
                Jane Evrard was one such pioneer, indeed 
                she directs the 1936 Troisième 
                Leçon of Couperin, though 
                of course Nadia Boulanger’s Monteverdi 
                discs (on which Cuenod sang) were very 
                much better known internationally. Cuenod 
                returned to Couperin after the war by 
                recording the Première Leçon 
                in Boston in 1950 and adding the Trois 
                Chansons and the Audite Omnes 
                et Expanescite.
              
              
              
The earlier recording 
                under Evrard however represents real 
                archaeology. Cuenod impresses with his 
                characteristic high tenor – light, elegant, 
                focused, and capable of mezza voce and 
                half voice of great purity. It’s a voice 
                well known and loved at Glyndebourne 
                and to its agility we can add the quality 
                of fine diction. The two-soprano vocalise 
                in the Jad, Caph and Lamed 
                is an exquisite feature of this performance 
                – they’re unnamed choir members but 
                sing with expressive purity – and throughout 
                one senses Evrard’s control and the 
                fresh sincerity of the music making. 
                By 1950 the recording set up had moved 
                to America where the sound is rather 
                pinched though the performances no less 
                pioneering. Certainly his is a highly 
                distinctive voice and in the Plorans 
                there’s a strong hint of a bleat – and 
                critical listeners may also bridle at 
                the very large-sounding harpsichord 
                wielded by Daniel Pinkham, not exactly 
                a Landowska Pleyel but not a model of 
                agility either. Cuenod’s recitatives 
                here take on real life and the voice 
                itself comes close to that of a counter-tenor 
                on more than a few occasions, at which 
                point it can sound rather unsupported. 
                The Trois Chansons are idyllically 
                done – with an impressive and long harpsichord 
                postlude in La Pastorelle - whilst 
                Audite Omnes et Expanescite has 
                a small instrumental ensemble supporting 
                Cuenod, whose wealth of warming colours 
                are a constant delight. 
              
 
              
Stravinsky’s Cantate 
                was a work much associated with Cuenod 
                and indeed with Jennie Tourel who sings 
                in this 1952 Columbia under the composer’s 
                direction. The choir sounds highly disciplined 
                under the experienced direction of Margaret 
                Hillis, one of America’s leading choral 
                directors, and one can measure this 
                recording against the later, rather 
                better known one also directed by Stravinsky. 
                In the Ricercare II Tomorrow Shall 
                Be My Dancing Day we can hear Cuenod’s 
                unearthly high tenor to its best advantage 
                as indeed one can in his duet with Tourel 
                in Weston Wind.
               
              
 
              
              
Not all of the Masonic 
                Music is desperately captivating but 
                quite a bit is. There’s a small band 
                but the chorus is not of the finest. 
                There’s also rather more hiss here than 
                in the other tracks and a rather steely 
                quality which makes me wonder about 
                the transfer, as steel is not a quality 
                one associates with Cuenod’s Mozart 
                – pliancy, yes, elegance too, but not 
                steel. . His light legato is candidly 
                deployed in O heiliges Band K148/125h, 
                for all that this lasts barely a minute, 
                and he’s joined by the young Souzay 
                later on. Finally there is the Delannoy 
                pendant. It’s forgotten now but Cuenod 
                sang Noel Coward, acted on Broadway 
                in 1929 and performed cabaret with Mireille. 
                It was only much later that he became 
                so identified with Mozart, Stravinsky, 
                the Bach Passions and Schutz. One can 
                hear the immediate suavity of the voice 
                in this extract quite unlike anything 
                we have heard from him timbrally in 
                the strictly classical repertoire. The 
                voice is still light though – and he 
                whistles as every good boulevardier 
                should. Total delight. 
              
 
              
The notes are really 
                just a few brief paragraphs of quotations 
                from Cuenod down the years. No texts, 
                unfortunately. In the main these are 
                trusty transfers, the odd hit and miss 
                side join apart; Cuenod will give lasting 
                pleasure and reward, as he always did. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf