Jonathan Lemalu has enjoyed as swift a rise to fame 
          as any singer I’ve come across, and this is partly justified, since 
          his bass-baritone is genuinely beautiful and he is clearly a real stage 
          animal, with plenty of personality ideally suited to many operatic roles. 
          His MSND Bottom and his Gianni Schicchi, both at the Royal College, 
          showed tremendous promise of great things to come, and a recent recital 
          with Sarah Walker and RogerVignoles was almost equally impressive. However, 
          I have uneasy feelings about him, mainly stemming from the sheer volume 
          of high-profile work he has taken on, and the fact that he seems to 
          be under-prepared at times; Boston friends tell me that at a recent 
          Tanglewood Festival concert he seemed to be either coasting or simply 
          overwhelmed, and this Wigmore Hall recital may well have come too early 
          for him. Everyone wants to discover a great new star, and the absurd 
          adulation given to his (really only promising) debut disc by ‘Gramophone’ 
          is clear evidence of that fact; is he being pushed too far, too fast? 
          Only time will tell, but his own website sadly does not portend too 
          well; for connoisseurs of such things, be warned that it is right up 
          there with, say, Susan Graham’s in ‘Yuk’ factor terms, but she at least 
          has already had a stellar career to counteract the nausea. In passing, 
          Lemalu’s site credits someone called ‘Sir Thomas Hampson’ (sic) with 
          having influenced his career; oh dear. 
        
        Back to the music. Any singer who manages to get through 
          this ‘cycle’ without depending on a score, and without any textual errors 
          save the common one of reversing the order of the stanzas in ‘Abschied,’ 
          gets a big tick and a star from me, just for starters, and Lemalu not 
          only managed that but also sang much of it quite beautifully. Someone 
          once described another singer to me as having ‘a really lovely voice, 
          but one that’s not terribly well connected to her head,’ and that phrase 
          might equally well apply to Lemalu at the present time, both technically 
          and physically. The voice is rich, sonorous and used with taste and 
          musicality, but as yet the interpretation is barely formed, and he seems 
          to sing many of the words with lovely tone but without convincing us 
          that he really understands what he’s singing about. 
        
        He has clearly studied both past and present masters 
          of the genre, and one day his own singing may well stand alongside that 
          of his major influences, who I would say at present are Ainsley for 
          the Rellstab settings and Hotter for the Heine. He has clearly been 
          listening very intensely to the Hyperion recording, since for songs 
          such as ‘Liebesbotschaft’ he does, or tries to do, everything Ainsley 
          does, but without that tenor’s unforced charm and naturally ardent manner; 
          thus ‘Eilst zur Geliebten’ had the ideal slight pressure on the first 
          word, but ‘Wiege das Liebchen…’ missed the last ounce of tenderness. 
          Slightly more worrying is Lemalu’s indefinite diction at present, and 
          this is an area where further study of his English colleague would be 
          well worth his while, since at present he frequently sings words such 
          as ‘mich’ and ‘dich’ without their endings, and some such as ‘du’ are 
          omitted altogether. There was plenty of ardour in ‘Ständchen,’ 
          but neither he nor his worthy accompanist really made you feel that 
          they had looked at the song afresh. The latter’s sometimes rather leaden 
          accompaniment made ‘Abschied’ rather heavy weather, but Lemalu did relax 
          a little during this song, whilst maintaining his concept of it as a 
          melancholy rather than jolly piece, again echoing the Hyperion version. 
        
        
        Hotter’s influence is readily apparent in the Heine 
          songs, and here Lemalu seemed more at home, perhaps because their generally 
          more sombre nature is more in keeping with the colour of his voice. 
          I kept wishing that he would ‘open up’ a little, since I know he has 
          it in him to produce the forward tone needed in ‘Ihr Bild’ and ‘Am Meer,’ 
          but both were on the reticent side. ‘Der Doppelgänger’ had moments 
          of great intensity, but there was little sense that he knows the meaning 
          of phrases like ‘Und ringt die Hände’ and ‘Mir graust es,’ and 
          the tremendous power he has at his command remained latent rather than 
          frankly released, as I think it needs to be in this song. ‘Die Taubenpost’ 
          was beautifully sung, with just the right sense of aching tenderness, 
          and the proper acknowledgement of the centrality of that key word ‘Sehnsucht!’ 
          yet without leaning on it too much. The audience was warm but not ecstatic, 
          and that just about sums up my own feelings: this is a real talent who 
          will have a great career, but at present he needs to slow down a little, 
          since he has everything to look forward to in the years ahead. 
         
        Melanie Eskenazi