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            Aldeburgh 
            Festival 2008 (2) : 
            Schubert : 
            Robert Holl (baritone), Rudolf 
            Jansen (piano)  Blythburgh Church,  Suffolk, England. 15. 6.2008 
            (AO) 
             
            Not far from Blythburgh is a hamlet called Dunwich. It was once a 
            prosperous port but was destroyed by storms in the 14th 
            century.  On quiet nights, it’s said, the bells of Dunwich’s 
            submerged churches can still be heard, tolling from under the 
            sea. Dunwich could have inspired great things from German Romantics. 
            In this environment, this Schubert programme was especially 
            poignant. 
            
            
            
            It was brave of Holl to choose these songs with their images of 
            gloom, death and fate.  In Totengräbers Heimwehe, a 
            gravedigger stares longingly at a grave he’s just dug for someone 
            else. Im Leben da ist’s ach ! so schwül !  Ah, he says, 
            life’s so oppressive, Im Grabe so friedlich, so kühl !,  It’s 
            so much more nicer to die.  His wish is instantly granted and he 
            drops dead, singing blissfully.  “Ich sinke…ich sinke…ihr 
            Lieben…ich komme !”  It’s not a cheery choice for a summer 
            Sunday afternoon.  Wigmore Hall audiences are used to this 
            repertoire, but Aldeburgh audiences are less specialist, less 
            attuned to Romantic fascination with death.  So it was apposite to 
            have this concert in Blythburgh Church, with its crypts and 
            memorials to people long deceased.
            
            The song moves in several stages. First, it’s tense and oppressive. 
            The gravedigger has to work fast because the dead won’t keep.  
            Holl’s dark baritone captures the grim mood. Then the gravedigger 
            reflects on his loneliness and there’s a transition in the music.  
            As he dies, the gravedigger has visions of ecstasy, Suddenly the 
            register goes up, and the darkness is transformed.  Rudolf Jansen 
            played the “starlight” figures lucidly. The “eternal light” that 
            beckons the gravedigger at the moment of his death is beautifully 
            realised.  Gradually even the stars disappear, and the song fades 
            into silence.
            
            Many of these songs are settings of Schubert’s personal friends 
            which gives another frisson, as these minor poets would probably not 
            be remembered today had Schubert not preserved them in song. Several 
            are settings of Johann Baptist Mayrhofer, an eccentric depressive 
            who committed suicide. Holl also included settings of Johann Senn, 
            another friend, exiled from Vienna for his political radicalism, 
            thwarting his youthful promise.  Selige Welt, with its images 
            of drifting at sea, without destination, seem particularly apt on 
            the wils Suffolk coast.  In Schwanengesang, the final line 
            stands out distinctly from the rest of the song to emphasise its 
            finality. “Das bedeutet des Schwanen Gesang !”   Holl soared 
            emphatically on bedeutet, the operative word in the song. 
            “That’s what the swan’s song means !”
            
            Even the rakish Franz von Schober was represented here by 
            Todesmusik, music, heard at the moment of death.  Holl is more 
            of a bass baritone than a lyric baritone, so this choice of material 
            worked in his favour, so it was interesting to hear Der 
            Winterabend. It’s about a winter night where snowsfalls 
            steadily. Muffled silence is of the essence here, for snow deadens 
            sound. The poet is alone, thinking of his dead wife. Because the 
            song is strophic, and the material is, by subject, quite monotone, 
            this puts more on the performer’s ability to create nuance and 
            variation. Holl’s voice became more fluid and agile, expressing the 
            quiet sense of contemplation.
            
            Surprisngly, the triumph of the concert was the long Mayrhofer 
            ballad, Einsamkeit (Solitude). .It lasts nearly twenty 
            minutes, verse after verse set strophically in barely varied metre.  
            In Schubert’s time, marathon ballads like this were much enjoyed, 
            but modern audiences can find them a challenge. Again, it was brave 
            of Holl to try this with an audience unused to such material.  The 
            text is particularly awful.  A monk is tired of solitude so he goes 
            out into the world, and falls in love with a pretty girl.  No happy 
            ending though.  Instead he decides to become a soldier like his 
            ancestors. Then he discovers that war is not a good thing, and grows 
            old preferring solitude. This isn’t true Lieder because it’s not 
            introspective or intense, but that can be an advantage as it’s less 
            stressful to perform.  There’s no need to concentrate on subtle 
            nuance as longs as the story is told. It’s liberating in its own 
            way. Holl relaxed, and his voice loosened and became more flexible, 
            freeing his higher register. Songs like this tend to make listeners 
            bury their noses in the text, following word by word. It’s a pity as 
            this text really isn’t much. Holl and Jansen were far more 
            interesting, to watch and listen to, as they were so expressive.
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
              
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