Franz SCHUBERT (1797-1828)
 
        Die Schöne Müllerin
    
    (1823) [66:12]
 David Greco (baritone) 
Erin Helyard (fortepiano)
 rec. 22-28 July 2019, Eugene Goossens Hall, Ultimo, Australian Broadcasting
    Corporation, Australia
 Reviewed as a digital download with pdf booklet
 ABC CLASSICS 4818741 
    [66:12]
	
	We have become so used to listening to the Schubert song cycles as a form
    of psychodrama that it is difficult to remember that this isn’t the only
    way with this music. Every performer of them has to reckon in some form
    with the giant shadow of Fischer Dieskau. The influence of the great German
    baritone is so immense that it is taken as gospel that before him Schubert
    performance was all pretty melodies and gemütlich kitsch. The awkward truth
    is that right back to the start of the recording era, this wasn’t the whole
    story. It is, of course, possible that the worst sort of Schubert didn’t
    make it on to crackling wax discs but I am not wholly convinced.
 
    The performers on this disc from 2020 have impressive qualifications to
    make historically informed points about performing Schubert. They aren’t
    just performers but possess academic honours to back their period
    performances up. Of course, all period performers these days have PhDs, but
    it doesn’t always make for inspiring music making.
 
    I have been delving into recent releases from the Australian Broadcasting
    Corporation’s own label over the summer and have already been captivated by
    exceptional Brahms symphonies from the Australian Chamber Orchestra
    Recommended –
    
        review
    
    – and been intrigued by a collection of music by Australian women composers
    –
    
        review.
    I was further impressed by an earlier release by these same performers of
    Winterreise (ABC 4817470).
 
    The manner of that recording is extended into this one. I think that manner
    is likely to decide how much you warm to this Schöne Müllerin. It would be
    nonsense to suggest that any account of any of the Schubert song cycles
    puts words so far in advance of the music as to forget the music, so when I
    talk about words and music, I mean the subtle balance between the two. If I
    state that Greco and Helyard place the emphasis on musical matters, I am
    not implying that they are deaf to the meaning of the words. For me, their
    performance always places the drama within the bounds set by the musical
    limits of the song. This is particularly important in the many strophic
    songs, where acting out the words is a way of varying the repeated verses.
    Helyard tastefully adds ornaments but otherwise the performers bravely
    allow us to hear what Schubert wrote without the additional handwringing
    which now seems de rigueur; I think of Bostridge as an exemplar of this
    latter approach. It can be very exciting, as in his recent Winterreise with
    Thomas Adès (Pentatone PTC5186764: Recommended –
    
        review
    
    –
    
        review), but sometimes Schubert gets rather left behind.
 
    To begin with, then, as with their Winterreise, Greco and 
	Helyard
    may seem a little deficient in theatricality. But, as with their version of
    the later cycle, the cumulative effect as we move through the songs is
    quietly powerful. This is Schubert through stealth.
 
    Helyard’s choice of keyboard, a 2015 copy by Paul McNulty of an Anton Graf
    instrument from round about 1818, is an agreeably toned and well regulated
    instrument which adds a lot without any significant drawback unless you
    just cannot do with the sound of the fortepiano at all. As fortepianos go,
    this is free from clatter and its tone is full. As with Andras Schiff’s
    recordings on ECM, period pianos reveal themselves again and again as
    clearly the instrument Schubert had in mind. Lots of his best effects
    register most fully on them.
 
    Greco possesses a very natural and really rather lovely baritone which is a
    pleasure to listen to regardless of interpretation. The ‘music first’
    approach has the happy effect of allowing Schubert’s almost indecent number
    of delectable melodies in this cycle to really shine. Greco sings like
    someone revelling in singing great tunes. Even more interestingly, I was
    reminded that the beauty of these melodies is a key part of the
    psychological effect of this music, at least as much as word painting.
 
    All of these qualities come together best in Die liebe Farbe – the tolling
    notes in the accompaniment work particularly well on the period keyboard;
    Greco resists the temptation to ham up the words and lets Schubert’s
    sublime inspiration do its work.
 
    This doesn’t mean that the second half lacks dramatic impetus. 
	Helyard and
    Greco run several songs into each in a most compelling manner. My point is
    that they never let drama distort melody. We know that more can be wrung
    from these words but I enjoyed this music first approach a great deal.
 
    The final song of all brings a triumphant vindication of the whole
    performance. There is a stillness and quietness to the music making, with
    Helyard able to get real half shades out of his piano and Greco scaling
    down his voice virtually to a sotto voce but without loss of richness. It
    is simply beautiful and highly affecting as the rocking accompaniment
    intended to conjure up the flowing stream seems to drift off into eternity.
    If I heard this in concert, I would be on my feet afterwards.
 
    On the debit side, there is a certain irony in finding Greco and 
	Helyard
    less convincing in the first half of the cycle. Whilst Winterreise presents
    a unique challenge in finding variety in so many dark songs, welding the
    two halves of the Schöne Müllerin together is no mean feat. My first
    experience of the earlier cycle was Britten and Pears (Heritage HTGCD234,
    or various Decca box sets). Regardless of what you think of Pears’ voice or
    his German, Britten’s inspirational accompaniment is the thread that ties
    up the disparate elements. My personal preference amongst more modern
    accounts is Werner Güra with Jan Schultsz on Harmonia Mundi (HMA1951708,
    budget-price, download only, no booklet). A tenor voice is a real asset in
    the earlier songs and Güra darkens his gleaming tenor successfully to
    tackle the second half. Comparing the ease of his singing with Greco’s, the
    Australian can sometimes seem a little ungainly in these delicate, lyrical
    outpourings.
 
    As I have already indicated, this becomes less of an issue as the work
    progresses, though it is unfortunate that the worst thing on this disc is
    the very first song of the cycle. The rather lugubrious tempo taken for
    this first song, Das Wandern, isn’t helped by Helyard’s somewhat crass
    variations of the accompaniment and Greco’s decoration of the vocal line in
    the first song borders on the grotesque. As Helyard points out his
    personable and erudite notes, Greco has based these vocal ornaments on the
    1830 edition by the great Schubert singer, Johann Michael Vogel. I always
    feel that vocal ornamentation is a highly personal thing: what works for
    one singer might not be right for another. It is a matter of personal taste
    and mostly I found both singer and pianist full of exemplary good taste,
    with this one notable instance leaving me unconvinced. In their defence, I
    suppose theirs is the speed with which a water wheel turns.
 
    One peculiarity is the inclusion of the G flat Impromptu D898 after the
    twelfth song Pause. This is presumably meant to mark the shift in mood
    between the two halves of the cycle. Perhaps, as one of Schubert’s most
    liquid evocations of flowing water, it is intended to represent the stream
    itself, which acquires a more personified presence in the latter half of the
    cycle. Even though it is beautifully played, I found the sudden intrusion
    of Schubert’s late style into this earlier work surprisingly jarring. Even
    though not all of the composer’s late works are as dark as Winterreise, I
    feel there is a crossing of the Rubicon with that song cycle that divides
    his music into before and after.
 
    But I do not wish to dwell too much on these negatives given that the
    positives far outweigh them. Like me, many readers will already possess a
    stupid number of recordings of Die Schöne Müllerin. Does this recording go
    to the top of that groaning pile? No it doesn’t, but that isn’t the same as
    it not being worth a listen. I found Greco and Helyard’s vision of the
    piece highly refreshing as well as entertaining.
 
    David McDade