Clara Butt’s discography in the Record Collector runs 
          to some twenty-nine pages – including many rejected and unpublished 
          titles amongst which are songs by Brahms, Schubert, Hahn and Rachmaninov. 
          Her recordings were staples of the British and Imperial catalogue and 
          the discs in volume one of Marston’s survey run from the HMVs of 1909 
          to the late acoustic Columbias of July 1925. The excellent sleeve-note 
          writer Michael Aspinall has divided the selection thematically – Handel, 
          Opera – not mutually exclusive but one gets the point – Classical song, 
          the cruel sea, Victorian ballads of sentiment and so on. This means 
          that the selection does not run chronologically and nor is it afraid 
          to delve back and forth, spanning the acoustic years with vivid sweep 
          and real verve. 
        
 
        
Butt’s contralto voice is still a contentious one principally 
          but not exclusively for the question of registral breaks when she overused 
          her chest register by pushing it too high. This, coupled with a perceived 
          stentorian or sententious delivery in lighter songs, sometimes lent 
          her singing a somewhat portentous quality, which were exacerbated by 
          what have been called her "baritonal effects." This is the 
          Clara Butt whose memory has been solidified as the Matronly Conscience 
          of the Empire. With the occasional vices, however, and they can’t easily 
          be denied, come a still remarkable array of musical gifts. One of the 
          most astounding is her sense of narrative, which manifests itself in 
          oratorio, song or ballad as a compelling control of line; supporting 
          this comes a control of legato, dynamic variance, a remarkable compass, 
          the ability occasionally to spin and float an elfin and soft tone – 
          her flexibility in this respect refutes the received image of her battleship 
          reputation. The increasingly obvious frailties of voice breaks manifested 
          themselves rather later than these acoustics so whilst there 
          are moments of over robust exaggeration or indulgence the majority of 
          these varied pieces show her in her finest form. 
        
 
        
The Handel records that begin the discs are excellent 
          examples of Butt’s occasional floridities and exploitation of chest 
          register. They also demonstrate that she had a real coloratura in which 
          respect the aria from Alessandro is absolutely outstanding. No registral 
          problems hamper her, the divisions are even, the enunciation is clear 
          even if her Italian is imperfect, and the aria utterly alive. The aria 
          from Sosarme shows what has been called her "portamento style" 
          complete with a splendid ear for variance of dynamics. Yes there can 
          be misgivings; the Gluck, cello rich and moving though it is, does reveal 
          those little moments of phrase ending fluttery vibrato, which can plague 
          her delivery (it occasionally troubles in Fauré for example). 
          But her Saint-Saëns is really excellent, all her registers integrated 
          and sung with passionate affection, and Don Carlos is dramatic and fiery 
          – with a trumpeting lower register. I’m sure that Hamilton Harty would 
          have raised a whimsical Hillsborough eyebrow at the typo in the booklet 
          that renders his surname Hartly but his contribution to Beethoven’s 
          In questa tomba oscura is dramatic and mausoleum black. Butt is in one 
          of her more oratorical moods here but there is a certain imperishable 
          nobility and dramatic force that can’t be gainsaid, even if one finds 
          it just too much. A 1909 coupling of Annie Scott and Fauré offers 
          a study in her simplicity that opens out into forceful declamation (the 
          former) and the light, floated style in which she lightens and refines 
          her voice (the latter). In the section marked The cruel sea we find 
          Hullah’s Three fishers went sailing in which her narrative command and 
          portamento rich floated tone manifest themselves once again. Despite 
          those occasional gear changes and a descent to the baritonal there is 
          an inwardness and a communicative intimacy that conveys with richness 
          the true meaning of the text. It’s true that in an analogous song, Women 
          of Inver, one can hear her preparing for that downward extension but 
          when the effect is so moving the mechanisms involved somehow become 
          subsumed into the greater whole. 
        
 
        
The second disc offers comparable rewards. The most 
          important of the items – which includes an unpublished 1910 HMV, Batten’s 
          Peace and rest – are the Elgar. In the selections from Gerontius with 
          tenor Maurice D’Oisley and conducted by Henry Wood. D’Oisley was a fine 
          musician with a slight baritonal burnish at the bottom of his compass 
          and with a tone not quite as "centred" as, say, Heddle Nash. 
          Wood is flexible and full of ear catching rubati, forwardly moving, 
          and strong. Butt is free as well and forceful; intensely rewarding to 
          listen to her in this literature. In the lighter repertoire, characterized 
          here as Songs about or for children, she can use her lower register 
          to powerfully scaled effect (My treasure) or once more mine her often 
          overlooked powers of delicacy and sensitivity (The fairy pipers). Trivial 
          stuff maybe but still beautifully executed. Hatton’s The enchantress 
          is a song guaranteed to draw from her considerable powers of expression 
          and so it proves, with her fearless octave leaps and plentiful chest 
          register. The unpublished Batten song is good with no really disruptive 
          blemish and represents a worthwhile retrieval; other Butt records have 
          surfaced in the last few years so let’s hope Marston will be able to 
          give us more of them. 
        
 
        
Cameo appearances by Butt’s husband, the baritone Kennerley 
          Rumford and by her singing sisters Pauline, Hazel and Ethel add their 
          own period charms. The documentation is attractive with a number of 
          evocative Edwardian photographs and postcards of the singer, matrix 
          and issue numbers all present and correct, as one would expect from 
          a company like Marston, and these are conspicuously successful transfers 
          by Ward Marston himself. Roll on volume two. 
        
 
        
Jonathan Woolf