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Tears of Joy - English lute songs and
secular music
See full track listing after the review.
Zefiro Torna: Cécile Kempenaers (soprano); Didier François (nyckelharpa, vocals); Phillipe Malfeyt (renaissance lute, cittern, theorbo, baroque guitar, vocals); Jurgen De Bruyn (renaissance lute, archlute, baroque guitar, vocals, artistic direction)
rec. September 2011, Studio Toots, VRT, Brussels
Includes a bonus CD of extracts from Zefiro Torna’s discs called ‘15th Anniversary Zefiro Torna’]
Texts included
ETCETERA KTC 4038 [54:48 + bonus CD]
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As Bones never quite said to Kirk: ‘English lute songs, Jim,
but not as we know them’. It seems to be Zefiro Torna’s intention
to wrench this repertoire from what it clearly identifies as
the dead hand of effete performance, and plunge it into the
contemporary Gaelic-cum-Shetland-cum-folk current. There’s no
such statement of intent in the disc booklet, nothing to indicate
that its musical manifesto is to align the songs of Hume, Dowland
and Ravenscroft to the post-Steeleye Span generation. But certainly
there is a musical stance at work here, a didactic desire to
lift what can be polite, and antiquarian, towards the world
of the above examples as well as that of Martin Carthy and Norma
Waterson,
What this means in performance is contentious. Rhythms are folk-sprung,
the music not so much transmuted as re-clothed in a modern image.
The past is not being reclaimed: the present is being imposed.
Thus, listening to Thomas Brewer’s Mistake me not, I am
as cold as hot one doesn’t think of a conventional lute
ensemble so much as Aly Bain. I’m a huge admirer of Bain and
all his works, but to invoke him in the context of a mid-seventeenth
century song is to suggest just how total is this ensemble’s
imposition.
The good thing about this recital is its genuinely communicative
spirit. In an anonymous setting such as Have I caught my
heav'nly jewel which can, sometimes, seem static, static
is never what this feels like. Quite the opposite:
dramatic, demotic, sprung from the clay and soil, glorying in
the vitality of the now. Yet I sense a contradictory impulse
in this band. When they touch upon Pilkington’s lovely Rest,
Sweet Nymphs, sung beguilingly by the excellent soprano
Cécile Kempenaers, all attempt at cultural cross-pollination
is removed: it’s sung straight, and the mercurial, very un-English
spirit that animates much of the rest of the programme - none
of the players is British - is temporarily effaced.
It’s often the use of the nyckelharpa, a keyed fiddle, which
infuses the relentless folk spirit into these lute songs. It’s
this theatrical self-confidence that reaches into the dots of
Robert Johnson’s With endless tears and brings them
to performing life so vividly. Whether Johnson would have recognised
the result is the key question: probably not, the only realistic
answer. So if you admire the Consort of Musicke’s old forays
into this repertoire, try not to compare and contrast their
recordings of, say, Ravenscroft’s Martin said to his man
or the Round of country dances, with those of Zefiro
Torna: you might as well ask a frog why it’s not a cat. The
heavily accented English vocals in the latter, complete with
foot stamps, are trying to summon up the contemporary spirit
more than the consort clarity of the English group. But it is
surely a mistake for, I assume, Didier François to sing so beautiful
a song as Have you seen the bright lily grow? in so
voiceless a voice. It’s also a solecism too far to end with
a free fantasia — for that is what it is, even if not thus noted
in the booklet — on Dowland’s Time stands still.
How does one reconcile the past to the present? How does one
mediate a language, and an idiom, that seems so remote and so
alien? How, on disc, can an ensemble communicate the sense of
vitality that they locate as central to the music’s sense of
self? How, then, can a band best make the English lute song
live? This band’s answer, largely, is to warp drive back to
the future; to energise, Star Trek style, onto a distant time
and planet armed with the impedimenta of post-1960s folk music.
They have boldly gone where few, if any, have gone before. Lute
songs, Jim, but not as we know them.
Jonathan Woolf
Total track listing:
ANONYMOUS
Shall I weep or shall I sing? [4:32]
Have I caught my heav'nly jewel [2:18]
Drewries accordes [1:20]
La Rossignol [1:38]
My ladies careys dump [2:14]
Butterfly (jig) [2:44]
Broadside Ballad: tobacco [2:05]
Thomas BREWER (1611-1660)
Mistake me not, I am as cold as hot [4:32]
Robert RAMSEY (fl.1616-1641)
Go perjur'd man! And if you e'er return [1:21]
Mathew LOCKE (1621-1677)
Pavane [1:48]
Thomas MORLEY (1557-16020
Thirsis and Milla (The First Part): She straight her light green
silken coats (The Second Part) [2:38]
Thomas CAMPION (1567-1620)
It fell on a summer's day [2:05]
John BARTLETT (fl.1610)
Of all the Birds that I do know [2:55]
Francis PILKINGTON (c.1570-1638)
Rest sweet Nymphs [3:21]
Henry LAWES (1596-1662)
Slide soft, you silver floods [1:51]
William WEBB (fl.1620-1656)
Pow'rful Morpheus, let thy charms [2:37]
Robert JOHNSON (c.1583-1633)
With endless tears [2:44]
The Flat Pavan – Galliard [1:55]
Have you seen the bright lily grow? [2:21]
Thomas ROBINSON (1588-1610)
A Song to the Cittern -'Now Cupid, look about thee' [0:56]
Tobias HUME (c.1569-1645)
Tobacco [1:17]
Thomas RAVENSCROFT (c.1582-c1635)
Martin Said To His Man [1:37]
A Round of three country dances in one [2:48]
John DOWLAND (1563-1626)
Time stands still [3:25]
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