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             Annika Skoglund - Duende  
              Xavier MONTSALVATGE (1912 - 2002)  
              Cinco canciones negras (1945)  
              Cuba dentro de un piano [4:38]              Punto de Habanera (Siglo XVIII) [1:56]              Chévere [2:15]  
              Canción de cuna para dormer a un negrito [3:11]              Canto negro [1:09]  
              Enrique GRANADOS (1867 - 1916)  
               Canciones Amatorias (1915)  
              Descubrase el pensamiento [3:55]              Mañanica era [2:22]              Llord, Corazon, que teneis razon [2:20]              Mira que soy niña [3:24]              No iloreis, ojuelos [1:24]              Iban al pinar [2:21]              Gracia mia [3:03]  
              Jesús GURIDI (1886 - 1961)  
              Seis Canciones Castellanas (1939)  
              Allá arriba, en aquella montaña [2:34]              ¡Serano! [2:30]              Llámale con el pañuelo [2:24]              No quiéro tus avellánas [3:51]              Como quieres que adivine [3:03]              Mañanita de San Juan [3:33]  
              Manuel de FALLA (1876 - 1946)  
              Siete Canciones populares Españolas (1914-1915)  
              El Paño moruno [1:25]              Seguidilla murciana [1:23]              Asturiana [2:39]              Jota [2:51]              Nana [1:35]  
              Canción [1:08]              Polo [1:41]  
  Annika Skoglund (mezzo); Love Derwinger (piano)  
rec. Kulturhuset, Ytterjärna, Sweden, 16-19 February 2009  
sung texts with English and Swedish translations enclosed  
  ICTUS DISC IMP1009 [62:58]   
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‘… 
                  for the songs to really reach people and push its through to
                  the listener “duende” is needed.’ This quotation
                  is from Lorca, who continues: ‘The big artists from Southern
                  Spain, gypsies or flamenco artists, whether they sing, dance
                  or play, know that no feeling is possible without duende … In
                  other words, the duende is a power, not a work; it is a struggle
                  and not a thought. I have heard an old guitar master say “Duende
                  is not in the throat; duende climbs up inside you, from the soles
                  of your feet.” That is to say, it’s not about ability,
                  but about a real, living expression; that is to say, of blood,
                  of ancient culture and at the same time, spontaneous creation.’  
                   
                  From this statement it is easy to draw the conclusion that
                  you should ideally be more or less born into an idiom to be
                  a good
                  interpreter. And certainly, the best performances of this,
                  and closely related repertoire, have come from native Spanish
                  singers:
                  Conchita Supervia, Victoria de los Angeles, Montserrat Caballé,
                  Teresa Berganza and, in present time, Maria Bayo. So how can
                  a Swedish singer be expected to challenge those mentioned?  
                   
                  First of all I don’t believe that Annika Skoglund’s
                  aim with this disc is to challenge those steeped in the Spanish
                  tradition but she has her own ‘duende’: living expression
                  and spontaneous creation, and, even though she trained to be
                  an opera singer, and has worked in that field for 25 years, she
                  has also a background as jazz singer with a freedom of expression
                  that has more than a fleeting relationship with the Spanish musical
                  tradition. Her well schooled mezzo-soprano also embraces those
                  raw chest-tones that one can find in a flamenco artist or, for
                  that matter, Leontyne Price who made a memorable recording of
                  de Falla’s El amor brujo.  
                   
                  But I don’t think ‘duende’ has very much
                  to do with power and violence, rather with expression - and
                  scaling
                  down the voice, singing softly is very often the most efficient
                  way of catching the listener. In the Montsalvatge cycle - a
                  firm favourite ever since I heard Teresa Berganza in the early
                  1970s
                  - she employs a thin girl-like tone, frail, vulnerable and
                  humane. She spices the end of Chévere with deep contralto
                  tone and in Canto negro, rhythmically alluring, she also
                  shows her full voiced dramatic power. Her jazz background shines
                  through.  
                   
                  The Granados songs are more outgoing and here I feel that her
                  vibrato sometimes becomes too wide at forte but it is no doubt
                  deeply emotional singing. Guridi is the least well known of these
                  composers but these are eminently fine songs and it was an inspired
                  choice of repertoire: the rhythmically and harmonically thrilling, Llámale
                  con el pañuelo (tr. 15), the inward and beautiful No
                  quiéro tus avellánas (tr. 16) and the beautiful Mañanita
                  de San Juan (tr. 18) with its transparent impressionist accompaniment
                  are certainly songs to return to.  
                   
                  The seven de Falla songs exist in numerous recordings and while
                  Annika Skoglund’s readings don’t erase the memories
                  of those by Berganza and de los Angeles they are well sung
                  and crowned by a vehement Polo.  
                   
                  Love Derwinger is one of the foremost Swedish accompanists and
                  his playing is absolutely marvellous. The excellent recording
                  catches every nuance of his well considered readings and the
                  balance between singer and pianist is as perfect as anything
                  else I have heard. Bertil Alving has done it again! The only
                  thing that irritated me slightly was that the texts and the translations
                  are not printed side by side but separately. If I wanted to follow
                  the Spanish text and see the translation I hade to flip back
                  and forth all the time, which was inconvenient.  
                   
                  Göran Forsling 
                 
                  
                 
                                  
                                                                       
                
               
             
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