Nicolai 
                  Gedda (b. 1925) is definitely one of the most recorded singers 
                  in history, possibly only challenged by his exactly contemporaneous 
                  Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau and the somewhat younger Placido Domingo. 
                  All three are/were also among the most versatile of singers. 
                  Gedda, who speaks seven languages fluently and sings in even 
                  more, has made his mark in most genres. In opera he spanned 
                  two centuries, from Gluck to Barber – he was Anatol at the premiere 
                  of Vanessa – even singing Wagner, though on stage this 
                  was limited to one or two performances of Lohengrin in 
                  Stockholm in 1965. I heard the premiere on the radio and even 
                  recorded it on my reel-to-reel recorder, a recording I kept 
                  for many years until it started to deteriorate. His was a marvellous 
                  reading of the role but he realised that frequently singing 
                  such heavy music could seriously damage his vocal cord and wisely 
                  said no to future Wagner singing. Two excerpts from Lohengrin 
                  were however included in a recital with German arias. For 
                  many years, mainly in the 1950s and 1960s, he took part in practically 
                  every operetta recording that Electrola made and he must be 
                  regarded as one of the best tenors in this genre since Tauber. 
                  He sang in oratorios and passions, he recorded arie antiche, 
                  Swedish patriotic songs, he was a great Lieder singer, and was 
                  a near ideal interpreter of French melodies. In Russian 
                  music, both opera and song, he was second to none and his physical 
                  strength paired with high intelligence made him pick and choose 
                  repertoire that suited his voice and allowed him to continue 
                  singing at a very advanced age. I believe he still makes occasional 
                  appearances and as late as 2001 he recorded the part of the 
                  Emperor in the Chandos Turandot. Even later, in 2003, 
                  he sang the High Priest in Idomeneo. In 1992 he celebrated 
                  40 years at the Royal Swedish Opera with a full-length recital, 
                  singing many of the arias one associates with him – the Flower 
                  Song from Carmen among them. No one hearing him then 
                  could guess that this was a 67-year-old singer and not someone 
                  half that age.
                
The 
                  present all-French recital, recorded during the 1960s and 1970s, 
                  allows many listeners to hear him in partly “new” repertoire. 
                  The songs with piano – at least some of them – were recorded 
                  for French EMI on 1968 with Aldo Ciccolini, but as far as I 
                  have been able to find they don’t seem to be available at present. 
                  Besides Fauré and Debussy he also sang Poulenc and Hahn on that 
                  occasion. I have some of them on one of those compilation albums 
                  that appear from time to time. I hope EMI will reissue all of 
                  them one day. At this concert in 1976 he was still in splendid 
                  shape and everywhere it is a pleasure to hear his care for the 
                  text and his exquisite phrasing. As an opera singer he also, 
                  when he feels it appropriate, invests the songs with drama, 
                  more so than most traditional French or French-oriented singers 
                  who sometimes can be too perfumed for my taste. Of course Gedda’s 
                  superb half voice is exactly right for the intimate pages as 
                  in the third song from Op. 21, Adieu, which is extremely 
                  beautiful. The summer atmosphere of Duparc’s Phidylé 
                  is also memorably depicted, while Fauré’s Fleur jetée 
                  is powerful and generously brilliant. Debussy’s lively Mandoline 
                  is sung with infectious rhythmic vitality. Jan Eyron is as always 
                  the ideal accompanist, pliable and alert.
                
Berlioz 
                  was no stranger to Gedda. He recorded La damnation de Faust 
                  twice, L’Enfance du Christ, Benvenuto Cellini 
                  and even Roméo et Juliette, but as far as I can remember 
                  his Les nuits d’été was never preserved on commercial 
                  discs. Today we think of these songs as soprano and mezzo-soprano 
                  territory but they were originally intended for several different 
                  voice types and Colin Davis once recorded the cycle that way 
                  as part of his epoch-making Berlioz cycle for Philips back in 
                  the 1960s and 1970s. Looking at the texts it is also obvious 
                  that several of them are from a male perspective. I am not sure 
                  but I think this is the only recording by a tenor. Initially 
                  I even thought it was the first by any male singer but José 
                  Van Dam recorded it around 1990, but then in the original piano 
                  version.
                
The 
                  opening of the cycle isn’t too inviting. Vilanelle is 
                  outgoing, energetic and not very subtle and Gedda’s tone is 
                  rather hard. The first stanza of Le spectre de la rose 
                  is also rather forceful, but the second stanza is subdued until 
                  the last line J’arrivé du paradis and in the third he 
                  shows his mastery at pianissimo singing. The song that really 
                  makes this a must-have disc is Sur les lagunes where 
                  he is dark-toned. Even without knowing the words one understands 
                  the sorrow: Ma belle amie est morte (My loved one is 
                  dead / I shall weep forever /into the grave she has taken /my 
                  soul and my love). He builds up the stanza with expansive, chilling 
                  intensity only to soften the tone to a gripping, hushed, extremely 
                  concentrated Ah! Sans amour s’en aller sur la mer! (Ah! 
                  to go loveless to sea!). I have to admit that the English translation 
                  I have quoted is sadly lacking in poetry but it gives the gist 
                  of the poet’s sorrow. He is deeply involved in Absence, 
                  contemplative in Au cimetière and sings the concluding 
                  L’île inconnue with a mix of exuberance and poetry. My 
                  favourite recording of this song cycle is since many years Régine 
                  Crespin on Decca, a version that I won’t easily be parted from. 
                  For a quite different approach I will probably return to Gedda’s 
                  now and then. Crespin, by the way, sings songs 3 and 4 in reversed 
                  order.
                
The 
                  excerpt from Pelléas et Mélisande is sung in Swedish. 
                  It is interesting to hear Elisabeth Söderström in a role she 
                  made very much her own and which she recorded ten years later 
                  with Pierre Boulez, a version that still counts among the top 
                  contenders. She is undoubtedly more youthful here and just as 
                  involved and it seems that both singers inspire each other to 
                  great things. Gedda is certainly one of the most engaging of 
                  Pelléas assumptions but as far as I am aware he never sang the 
                  role on stage. This present recording is from a concert performance 
                  where towards the end of the scene we also hear the sonorous 
                  and likewise involved Kim Borg as Golaud. The orchestra is thinner 
                  than on the Berlioz but it is still more than acceptable. Led 
                  by one of the foremost French conductors the excerpt has the 
                  stamp of authenticity. 
                
There 
                  are no texts but Stig Jacobsson’s liner-notes are informative 
                  on both composers and music. For Gedda admirers this is an essential 
                  buy considering that the Berlioz and Debussy and possibly the 
                  Duparc are new to his discography.
                
Göran 
                  Forsling