While the work on this recording is highly approachable, this 
                  is by no means a typical song recital. Seeking beyond the more 
                  conventional voice/piano combination, Steve Heitzeg’s 
                  Wild Songs uses a colourful array of percussion, from 
                  the crisp rattle of organic seed packs and mellow marimba of 
                  The Last Roundup, a haunting harmonic whirly drone and 
                  marimba combination in Rattle the Cage/Bend the Bars, 
                  to wood blocks and dramatic drums in Wild Mercy. Other 
                  means of producing sound come from sustainably procured whale 
                  bones, Korean gongs and recorded Bonobos or ape vocalisations. 
                  These are songs with a message, protesting “No GMOs!” 
                  against the dangers of the proliferation of genetically modified 
                  organisms, against the destruction of the Great Apes by man, 
                  and a final plea for acts of restraint in fields such as the 
                  Arctic National Wildlife refuge. The music is full of fascination 
                  and variety, and is by no means comparable to your typical rabble-rousing 
                  protest songs for the millions. With honest feelings and powerful 
                  sentiments expressed in sometimes forceful but more often poetic 
                  and restrained fashion, these are works which lead their own 
                  environmental consciousness-raising life with considerable communicative 
                  depth. 
                    
                  Lori Laitman’s Four Emily Dickinson Songs are with 
                  piano, and written in a romantic idiom which suits Dickinson’s 
                  directness of language well. Will There Really be a Morning 
                  has an early Erik Satie Gymnopédie feel. I’m 
                  Nobody has a more dancing nature and a country openness 
                  which develops into more sophisticated areas as the text progresses. 
                  She Died is a compact drama, the high pitch of the vocal 
                  writing working a little against some of the more tender phrases. 
                  If I… is the most sentimental of the set, with 
                  arching lyrical lines over warm harmonies from the piano. 
                    
                  Steve Heitzeg’s Three Graces for Hildur also uses 
                  Emily Dickinson as a source for texts, and these also brings 
                  out the romantic in the composer. These are all unmistakably 
                  American pieces, and none the worse for that, but if you have 
                  done your apprenticeship in the rich art song tradition you 
                  will already know more or less what to expect from these works. 
                  
                  It’s all I have to bring today begins with austere 
                  chimes from the piano, but the poignant vocal line brings us 
                  swiftly into tonal reality. Ample make this Bed is one 
                  of those songs which lingers longer in the memory than one might 
                  expect, the gentle piano cadences drawing you in and creating 
                  an atmosphere of hush. The Earth has many keys is more 
                  urgent in feel, the composer working Dickinson’s consonant 
                  stresses in part against expectation to create emphatic syncopations. 
                  
                    
                  Steve Heitzeg’s Loveblessing takes a text from 
                  Corinthians I 13: 4-7, “Love is patient and kind”, 
                  and gives it an elegant and warmly expressive setting. Is 
                  Everybody Else Alright? were the last words spoken by Robert 
                  Fitzgerald Kennedy, and these are preceded by a text from Aeschylus, 
                  “In our sleep, pain which cannot forget/Falls drop by 
                  drop upon the heart, Until in our own despair, against our will/Comes 
                  wisdom through the awful grace of God.” This is a moving 
                  statement, but also an apparently non sequitur juxtaposition 
                  which has unavoidable ironic resonance for the more cynical 
                  amongst us. It’s a bit like setting “To be or not 
                  to be…” and closing with “I’ve never 
                  felt better.” The message is one which defines “the 
                  selflessness and compassion at the center of this glowing program”, 
                  but the linguistic leap is just a little too wide. Never mind, 
                  this is another elegant and elegiac song, and a quietly restful 
                  moment with which to close the programme. 
                    
                  Superbly recorded and with all texts included in the booklet, 
                  this is a release with Innova’s usual high production 
                  values. Polly Butler Cornelius sings all of these songs with 
                  excellent expression and a depth of sincerity which comes from 
                  her extensive preparation and personal attachment to what she 
                  describes as “these beautiful and intellectual songs.” 
                  Her voice is not a particularly light soprano, so that some 
                  of the more guileless moments lack perhaps a little of the simplicity 
                  of tone which might have benefited them more. This is a minor 
                  and subjective point however, and there is nothing here which 
                  jars with the intentions of the composers. The notably short 
                  playing time might put people off and it’s a bit naughty 
                  of Innova not to print it on the back cover, but this is a programme 
                  of considerable substance and I didn’t feel left too short, 
                  though I’m sure those talented instrumentalists would 
                  have had a couple of neat solos ready to roll out, and this 
                  would have beefed things up a little. 
                    
                  Dominy Clements