There is a marvellous symbiosis at work between Holzmair and 
                  Cooper that is evident everywhere on this wonderful disc. You 
                  can hear it immediately in the first Lied, Auf einer Wanderung. 
                  Cooper plays, as always, with the utmost sensitivity: just listen, 
                  also, to the perfectly weighted chords of the accompaniment 
                  to the prayer-like Schlafendes Jesuskind. Holzmair projects 
                  the sense of wonder of the second stanza as eloquently as he 
                  does the magic simplicity of the scene-setting first. Cooper 
                  appears a little far back in the recorded balance. 
                  
                  Denk es, o Seele! is from Möricke’s novel Mozart auf 
                  der Reise nach Prag. No surprise then that D-Minor is the 
                  chosen key, the key of Don Giovanni. Cooper’s delicacy 
                  in the final bars is astonishing; out of that silence comes 
                  the famous Der Gärtner with its deceptive childish simplicity. 
                  Delicacy is once more the order of the day for Auf eine Christrose 
                  II, a song that here seems only barely to materialise on 
                  the earthly plane - something shared, to a slightly lesser extent, 
                  by An den Schlaf, heard later in the recital. In total 
                  contrast comes the frenzy of Feuerreiter, a nightmarish 
                  vision of a fairy-tale character who senses fire and abandons 
                  himself to it. The fusion of Cooper and Holzmair is best demonstrated 
                  here in Cooper's expert left-hand mirroring of Holzmair's phrasing 
                  of the recurring phrase, “Hinterm Berg, Brennt es in der Muhle!” 
                  (“Behind the hill, the mill's on fire!”). 
                  
                  The mystery of the advanced harmonies of Peregrina I 
                  is wonderfully caught here. The song is thematically linked 
                  to its companion, Peregrina II, and indeed they are performed 
                  here with hardly a breath between them. The latter is a picture 
                  of desolation in sound; the end hangs magnificently yet infinitely 
                  sadly in the air. Um Mitternacht seems the only course 
                  of action, the low, ululating accompaniment underpinning the 
                  gentle vocal line. All credit to Holzmair here, for his faultless 
                  honouring of the long legato lines. The disarming simplicity 
                  of Jägerlied comes as a breath of fresh air, not least 
                  in the form of Cooper's sprightly accompaniment with its wonderfully 
                  modulated staccati. 
                  
                  Putting the Schoenbergian Frage und Antwort right next 
                  to the popular Fussreise is lovely programming – and 
                  we hear the applause that presumably marked the end of the recital's 
                  first half. The second part opens with another harmonically 
                  complex offering, though: In der Frühe, a meditation 
                  on insomnia. Holzmair and Cooper uphold the intense concentration 
                  through the enigmatic Im Frühling 
                  
                  There is a distinct Mahlerian tinge to the brief Lied eines 
                  Verliebten before Wolf's own brand of desolation is heard 
                  in pure form in Lebe wohl. Yet Holzmair has a restrained 
                  smile in his voice for that meditation on the love-bite, Nimmersatte 
                  Liebe, a smile that becomes more explicit in Elfenlied. 
                  
                  
                  Zur Warnung – a musical depiction of a hangover – is 
                  beautifully characterised by both players, while Cooper's accompaniment 
                  to the final programmed song, Begegnung, is masterly. 
                  The encore, Selbstgeständnis, is exquisitely turned. 
                  
                  
                  Throughout, Holzmair’s high register is magnificently focused, 
                  with little or no sense of strain, and he characterises each 
                  song well. Cooper if anything outshines her soloist in her seemingly 
                  infinite sensitivity. A very special disc. 
                  
                  Colin Clarke