Victor Massé? 
                Who he? Well Malibran doesn’t tell us 
                – their latest batch of releases is 
                note-less and so we face very much a 
                Fabrique en Français impasse. 
                But Massé is hardly an unknown. 
                Born not Victor but Felix-Marie he was 
                a prodigy pianist studying with Zimmermann 
                and with Halévy for composition. 
                He moved to Rome where he continued 
                his studies and once back in Paris he 
                hit his stride, earning celebrity whilst 
                still in his twenties with a series 
                of romance operas. He turned academic 
                in 1866, assuming the position of professor 
                of counterpoint at the Paris Conservatoire 
                and turned out grand and light operas 
                for the rest of his life. His last work, 
                Une Nuit de Cléopatre, 
                was performed posthumously in April 
                1885. 
              
 
              
What we have therefore 
                is a series of extracts from some of 
                those works that ensured his temporary 
                celebrity. The most substantial by far 
                is the adventurous selection from Les 
                Noces de Jeannette (1853) made by 
                Pathé in 1922 and starring the 
                adorable Ninon Vallin. I say made in 
                1922 but actually the overture wasn’t 
                recorded and instead we have a 1948 
                radio broadcast conducted by Jules Gressier. 
                And what a charmer of an overture it 
                is – with bells and blithe festive spirit, 
                the music is full of Rossinian gusto 
                and the playing’s very enthusiastic. 
                The 1922 extracts reinforce one’s view 
                of Vallin as one of the greatest embodiments 
                of French style – élan is an 
                easy word to use of her but no less 
                true for all that – whose light soprano 
                is here in the freshest of voices (though 
                she was still sounding fresh voiced 
                when she was seventy). Her breathless 
                precision in the extract beginning Margot, 
                lève ton sabot is a delight, 
                happily matched by her partner, Léon 
                Ponzio, who shows yet again what a characterful 
                light baritone he was; how vocally resourceful 
                and full of personality he always seemed. 
                Above all we can reconcile this series 
                of extracts with the complete Manon 
                that Vallin never recorded (there are 
                substantial extracts but no complete 
                recording from her). The instinct for 
                quicksilver character changing, for 
                declamation but also for ineffable softness 
                is there in these 1922 recordings as 
                is her marvellous coloratura (sample 
                the Nightingale’s air here). The recording 
                is in a fine state of preservation and 
                there’s only one abrupt side join (in 
                Vallin’s Air du Rossignol, as it happens). 
              
 
              
The other extracts 
                show Massé’s Rossini-influenced 
                brio – touched I think with an admixture 
                of his contemporary Offenbach’s rollicking 
                fun – in full flood. Ponzio is ebullient 
                in his aria from La mule de Pedro 
                and we are introduced to other stellar 
                French voices. Balbon proves himself 
                a character actor born to the part, 
                Lemichel du Roy’s coloratura almost 
                matches Vallin’s and, even better, Soulacroix 
                crops up in an ancient Odéon 
                to give a marvellously evocative turn 
                in Paul et Virginie – her piano 
                accompaniment sounds like a cimbalom 
                but no matter. Similarly another great 
                figure is here - Jeanne Gerville-Réache 
                who gave the premiere of Pelleas et 
                Melisande with Mary Garden and Périer. 
                She shows her still legendary power 
                and range in her extract from the same 
                opera – but she can lighten her tone 
                magically. Is there a set of her recordings 
                around? Albert Vaguet was one of the 
                most mellifluous French singers around 
                at the time and he doesn’t disappoint 
                in Par quel charme – charm is 
                indeed the operative word in his case. 
                If only whole schools of French vocalism 
                hadn’t melted away like the snow. Finally 
                there is another Odéon, probably 
                contemporary with Soulacroix’s. No dates 
                are given here but I think c1906 is 
                about right. It’s sung by Lise Landouzy 
                and self announced, as was often the 
                custom. She was a star of the Opéra-Comique 
                and it leaps through the grooves in 
                her performance of an aria from La 
                Reine Topaze. Technically it’s not 
                one hundred percent but goodness, what 
                bell like clarity and éclat. 
              
 
              
Well, that’s Victor 
                Massé. Some of the copies are 
                somewhat rough but it’s not surprising 
                as some of them are just a year or two 
                short of a century old. We have a mini 
                roll call of the good and the great 
                of French vocalism from the period and 
                what individualists they were, fusing 
                splendid techniques with clarity of 
                projection, absorbing Italian influences 
                and French intimacies and always retaining 
                total independence. This is obviously 
                a specialist release but while there 
                are discs like this around I’ll be reviewing 
                them. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf