Only last year I encountered 
                Lorraine 
                Hunt Lieberson’s wondrously expressive 
                recordings of two cantatas by Bach. 
                It was only the fact that this was not 
                a brand new recording – though it was 
                new to me – that, eventually, decided 
                me against nominating it as one of my 
                Recordings of the Year. 
              
 
              
Now along comes another 
                extraordinary recording, which has similarly 
                bowled me over. This time it’s of contemporary 
                music, a set of five songs composed 
                for her by her husband, Peter Lieberson. 
                The texts are love poems by the Chilean 
                composer Pablo Neruda (1904-1973) and 
                they come from his collection, Cien 
                Sonetos de Amor. These, I believe, 
                were addressed by Neruda to his own 
                beloved, Matilde Urruitia. Lieberson 
                sets them in the original Spanish. 
              
 
              
The songs were jointly 
                commissioned by the Los Angeles Philharmonic, 
                with whom Miss Hunt Lieberson gave the 
                première, and the Boston Symphony. 
                The present recording derives from public 
                performances given with the latter orchestra 
                only a matter of months before the singer’s 
                death in July 2006. 
              
 
              
Inevitably, there’s 
                a great deal of emotion associated both 
                with the songs themselves and with the 
                performance. Lieberson wrote them for 
                his wife to celebrate their relationship 
                and in the full knowledge of her mortality. 
                In reviewing this disc I’ve tried to 
                listen as objectively as possible and 
                I believe that what we have here is 
                a collection of great songs. 
              
 
              
Lieberson has scored 
                them with great subtlety and resourcefulness. 
                The orchestration is fairly light. The 
                orchestra consists of two flutes (one 
                doubling piccolo), oboe, two clarinets 
                (one doubling bass clarinet), two bassoons, 
                a pair each of horns and trumpets, harp, 
                piano, some percussion, which is sparingly 
                deployed, and strings. The scoring is 
                generally translucent and often quite 
                restrained. The vocal line, by contrast, 
                is simply glorious. Consistently it’s 
                full of melodic interest and the way 
                in which the composer responds to the 
                often-arresting imagery of the poems 
                is quite astonishing. 
              
 
              
My colleague, Patrick 
                Waller, has pointed out to me that the 
                very opening of the first song carries 
                harmonic echoes of the Berg Violin Concerto. 
                Indeed, it seems to me that Berg casts 
                a beneficent shadow over the whole song. 
                Lieberson’s music is ardent, even when, 
                superficially, it appears to relax. 
                There’s a sultry languor to the writing 
                – in fact, that’s a feature of all the 
                songs – and Hunt Lieberson invests the 
                music with great emotion, especially 
                by savouring and using such words as 
                "fragrante" and "bienamada"; 
                though sung here by a woman the original 
                poems were, of course, addressed by 
                a man to a woman. 
              
 
              
The second song is 
                rather more lively and dramatic in tone 
                yet even here there are still long, 
                voluptuous vocal lines to savour. The 
                orchestration, though light, is vivid 
                and suggestive. In the third song we 
                confront, in the composer’s words, "the 
                fear and pain of separation". The 
                music is heavy with apprehension at 
                the consequences of parting, as is the 
                original poem. The richly expressive 
                vocal line is sparingly but tellingly 
                supported by the orchestra. The very 
                end of the song is especially moving. 
                Here the singer softly repeats several 
                times the single word, "muriendo" 
                ("dying"), accompanied, eventually, 
                by a desolate little oboe counter-melody. 
              
 
              
The fourth song is 
                the longest and it opens with exultant 
                cries of "Ya eres mia" ("And 
                now you’re mine."). Soon a slow 
                bossa-nova rhythm is established, enhanced 
                by gentle maracas. This is the most 
                overtly passionate of all the songs 
                and a few heady orchestral outpourings 
                - for example between 3:25 and 4:05 
                - illustrate vividly the poet’s sense 
                of exultation at possessing his beloved. 
                However, the setting of the last pair 
                of lines, beginning at 5:36, is delicate 
                and dreamlike. Musically and emotionally 
                these bars prepare us for the final 
                song. 
              
 
              
This last song is where 
                the whole work has been leading. It’s 
                a profound utterance, a song of aching 
                sadness. Quite simply, it’s one of the 
                most moving pieces of music I’ve heard 
                in a long time and when I played the 
                CD through for the first time I played 
                this last song three times consecutively, 
                so great an impression did it make. 
                Neruda conjures up moving images of 
                infinity and wide-open spaces to suggest 
                the vast vistas of love. Above all, 
                I’m captivated by his image of love 
                as "como un largo rio" ("like 
                a long river") and by how Miss 
                Hunt Lieberson inflects those words 
                each time they appear! Particularly 
                striking is the passionate outburst 
                at "oh perqueño infinito! 
                devolvemos". ("O little infinity! 
                we give it back."), followed immediately 
                by the consolatory tone of Lieberson’s 
                music for the next line: "Pero 
                este amor, amor, no ha terminado." 
                (But Love, this love has not ended."). 
              
 
              
The setting of the 
                last four lines (from 4:56) is as ineffably 
                moving as are Neruda’s words and Lorraine 
                Hunt Lieberson pours out her very self 
                into their delivery. At the end, thank 
                goodness, there is silence: applause 
                would have been a grotesque intrusion. 
              
 
              
It’s very difficult 
                to judge these songs outwith the context 
                in which they were conceived. I hope 
                that other singers will not fear to 
                take them into their repertoire; perhaps 
                Joyce DiDonato or Susan Graham? Their 
                onlie begetter has given them 
                an unforgettable performance but they 
                must have a wider circulation – and 
                soon. As it is, I’m convinced that Peter 
                Lieberson has created a masterpiece. 
                Patrick Waller has listened to them 
                followed by the Berg concerto to which 
                I referred earlier and he tells me that 
                the two pieces make for a most satisfying 
                recorded concert. Might I suggest that 
                an equally apposite pairing might be 
                Mahler’s Ninth Symphony? 
              
 
              
Though I’m impatient 
                to hear these songs performed by other 
                singers this present performance is 
                unlikely ever to be surpassed. For me 
                it represents the apogee of Lorraine 
                Hunt Lieberson’s uniquely intense and 
                communicative artistry. She is superbly, 
                sensitively supported by James Levine 
                and the Boston Symphony in what is surely 
                a landmark recording. 
              
 
              
It has been a deeply 
                moving and satisfying experience for 
                me to become acquainted with these wonderful, 
                luminous songs on this outstanding disc. 
              
John Quinn  
              
                See also review by Anne 
                Ozorio February Recording 
                of the Month