Quite a while back 
                I reviewed a disc of songs by Schubert’s 
                near-contemporary Carl Loewe and remarked 
                that, if Schubert’s own Lieder had remained 
                unknown, or if diffusion of them had 
                been delayed another fifty years, the 
                German Lied would probably have taken 
                quite a different course. It would very 
                likely have developed into something 
                much more virtuosic and elaborate, less 
                aimed towards domestic circumstances. 
                The present CD prompts the reflection 
                that Schubert himself could easily have 
                taken the Lied in a quite different 
                direction for here, prompted by a poet 
                whose interests ranged far beyond the 
                local and picturesque (and maybe losing, 
                on the way, the profound intimacy of 
                feeling which inspired Schubert’s settings 
                of Goethe, Heine, Rückert or the 
                much-maligned Müller), he was very 
                ready, especially in his early years, 
                to adopt a wide-ranging, often declamatory 
                style. Such extended works as Leichenfantasie, 
                Die Erwartung and Klage der 
                Ceres, with their different sections 
                making up "Lied-within-Lied" 
                should perhaps be called vocal cantatas; 
                the more mature Schubert ceased to write 
                such works and none of his successors 
                returned to them. All the same, they 
                stay the course remarkably well (more 
                than some of Schubert’s extended Lieder 
                in ballad-form that have come my way) 
                and the Leichenfantasie is certainly 
                a remarkable achievement (and an astonishing 
                choice of subject) for a fourteen-year-old. 
              
 
              
All the same, when 
                Die Erwartung reaches the verse 
                Mein Ohr umtönt ein Harmonienfluss 
                our ears prick up at a genuinely Schubertian 
                turn of melody and we suddenly realize 
                that much of what we have been hearing 
                is not very typical of Schubert, not 
                only in its form but in the actual sound 
                of the music. Much of this sounds rather 
                like middle-period Beethoven. 
              
 
              
That the two extended 
                settings on the first CD wear their 
                length so easily is probably a tribute 
                to Lothar Odinius who is in the best 
                tradition of German tenors, his timbre 
                round and even, sweetened in the upper 
                range with a touch of head voice (i.e. 
                the opposite of the Italian school) 
                and never becoming nasal or reedy as 
                do, well, some quite highly-regarded 
                countrymen of his. Attentive to words 
                and phrasing and unfailingly musical, 
                this is model Lied-singing. However, 
                there is a downside, which I shall come 
                to later. 
              
 
              
Maya Boog is likely 
                to be more controversial. I was critical 
                of her contribution to "European 
                Poets, Vol. 2" in this same series 
                and my colleague Goran Försling 
                has already expressed doubts regarding 
                the present disc. Certainly, when under 
                pressure she can get squally – try the 
                first Des Mädchens Klage setting 
                – and her vibrato on top notes can be 
                a bit loose. On the other hand, when 
                she just has a warm melody in the middle 
                range of the voice, as in the second 
                and third settings of that same poem, 
                or the two versions of the second setting 
                of Thekla – she can spin an exquisite 
                line. She is helped by having a larger 
                share of genuinely Schubertian material 
                than Odinius, but she makes good use 
                of it. Wondering if I had been hard 
                on her I sampled the previous disc and 
                can happily report that she has corrected 
                a number of its faults here. At her 
                best, and in her best range, her timbre 
                has a girlish tone which may recall 
                Teresa Stich-Randall or, further back 
                still, Erna Berger, but she will have 
                to extend the same control to her top 
                notes if she wants future generations 
                to rate her at that level. Still, I 
                shall be interested to hear her in a 
                few years’ time and, whatever you may 
                say, it’s a voice with personality. 
                At the end of the disc I suddenly realised 
                that I couldn’t remember anything at 
                all about Odinius’s CD; expert professionalism 
                doesn’t always make for memorable results. 
                Excellent accompanying all through. 
              
 
              
Readers who have been 
                collecting this series had better be 
                warned that there are signs of cost-cutting 
                afoot. The double pack alluded to above 
                came in a fat case which had room for 
                a booklet with extensive notes, texts 
                and translations. Now we get a "single" 
                jewel-case with a double-backed spider 
                to accommodate the two discs. The slimmer 
                booklet still has full notes by Eisenlohr, 
                the mastermind behind the series as 
                well as the pianist of most of the discs, 
                but for texts and translations we now 
                have to go to Naxos’s website. The expansive 
                layout of the text means that I had 
                to print out 27 pages for the German 
                texts and a further 13 for the translations. 
                So that means that, to the modest cost 
                of the two CDs you have to add the cost 
                of quite a long Internet connection, 
                at the end of which you have 40 meagrely-filled 
                sheets of A4 to file away somewhere 
                (certainly not inside the jewel-case!), 
                or does today’s throw-away generation 
                just trash them and print them out again 
                every time you listen to the CD? Also, 
                the timings are not exactly generous; 
                another 30-35 minutes of music could 
                have been accommodated here. Looked 
                at this way, these Naxos discs are not 
                quite as cheap as they seem or, from 
                another point of view, the additional 
                costs of the generally more reliable 
                Hyperion alternatives are not quite 
                as great. 
              
 
              
There have been far 
                worse volumes in this uneven series 
                but on the whole this is one for those 
                collecting the lot or who particularly 
                need one or more of the rarer songs, 
                rather than a must for all Lieder-collectors. 
              
 
              
Christopher Howell 
                
              
see also review 
                by 
                Goran Forsling