Mescheriakova is already 
                something special, and appears to be 
                on the way to great things. If this 
                disc is anything to go by, that is. 
                She has a wonderful way of ‘floating’ 
                her voice; occasionally, though, this 
                is just slightly misjudged and the moment 
                of magic fudged. On disc, my only experience 
                of her has been as Hélène 
                in the Philips set of Verdi’s Jérusalem, 
                the 1847 French adaptation of I lombardi 
                (462 613-2). She has also taken the 
                part of the Countess in Mozart’s Figaro, 
                recently reviewed 
                on this site .
              
 
              
This is a well-programmed 
                disc with the twin (and usually linked) 
                concepts of unrequited love and death 
                cropping up regularly. The inclusion 
                of arias by Rachmaninov and Spontini 
                certainly adds interest, as does some 
                early-ish Verdi that concludes the set 
                (Ernani, especially interesting 
                in the light of the ENO 
                production very recently .
              
 
              
Mescheriakova seems 
                to have no problems with long, legato 
                lines that encompass a wide range within 
                a short space of time (in fact it is 
                surely no accident there are several 
                examples here). Her lower range is strong 
                and timbrally vibrant, her upper register 
                strong and gleaming, yet there is plenty 
                of flexibility and a large expressive 
                vocabulary there, too. In fact, she 
                seems to be the epitome of what she 
                is, a true lirico-spinto. 
              
 
              
The Rachmaninov (from 
                Francesca da Rimini) is very 
                brief (less than three minutes), yet 
                it makes its point well. In this context 
                that point is Mescheriakova’s enviable 
                awareness of the long line and her sense 
                of being at home in the lyric outpouring. 
                On the other side of the coin, when 
                she tries to float a line here she is 
                markedly less successful that later 
                on in the disc. The excerpt rather peters 
                out. From its ashes, Tatiana’s Letter 
                Scene emerges, an account that is dramatically 
                alive to the music’s flow (the Slovak 
                Radio Symphony Orchestra seems to outdo 
                itself here, in the presence of a major 
                artist, marred only by the occasional 
                workaday woodwind comment). Further, 
                Mescheriakova’s diction is exemplary 
                (her sense of being at home with the 
                Russian language may, of course, be 
                taken as read). 
              
 
              
I have long considered 
                Don Carlos to be one of Verdi’s 
                greatest operas. The omnipresent problem, 
                of course, is which version to use - 
                four acts or five?; French or Italian?, 
                and so on. Here Mescheriakova takes 
                on ‘Tu che la vanitá’, Elisabeth 
                de Valois’s crypt plea for sympathy 
                to the tomb of Charles V. A complete, 
                and live, Don Carlos came my 
                way on Naxos not too long ago, featuring 
                Hillevi Martinpelto as Elisabeth (Naxos 
                8.660096-98: please link to my review). 
                Mescheriakova is superb, outclassing 
                Martinpelto, her distressed pleading 
                almost tangible, It takes a great artists 
                to take the listener straight into the 
                heart of a drama when only one excerpt 
                is on display, but it is precisely this 
                that Mescheriakova manages. 
              
 
              
One can immediately 
                hear that the next Verdi excerpt (from 
                Luisa Miller) comes from an earlier 
                stage in the composer’s career (nearly 
                twenty years earlier, and this is emphatically 
                not a criticism of the composer or his 
                music, as anyone who has followed my 
                unswerving devotion to early/early-mid 
                Verdi will attest!). ‘Tu puniscimi, 
                O Signore’ (another entreaty to a deity) 
                opens with those characteristic rum-ti-tum 
                accompaniments in the strings (from 
                0’14), over which the singer pours out 
                her heart. The Boccanegra ‘Come in quest’ora 
                bruna’ shows Mescheriakova’s marvellous 
                long line again - a shame the orchestra’s 
                magical accompaniment is here so terribly 
                literal (no reflection of the text’s 
                ‘shimmering light’ here), so the singer 
                has to work against her accompanists 
                rather than with them. 
              
 
              
‘Casta diva’ finds 
                Mescheriakova on hallowed (read Callas) 
                ground. But Mescheriakova makes it all 
                her own. Here is the perfect vehicle 
                for the spun long line, and how liquid 
                is her legato (over workaday strings). 
                Mescheriakova’s status has been apparent 
                throughout the recital, but here she 
                comprehensively outclasses her surroundings. 
                The chorus (Slovak Philharmonic) is 
                acceptable, no more. The climactic high 
                note is thrilling. 
              
 
              
Maria Stuarda 
                (Donizetti) is a magnificent work, one 
                that Dame Janet Baker memorably recorded, 
                in English, for Chandos (CHAN3017, taken 
                ‘live’ from the London Coliseum in 1982). 
                Again, Mescheriakova loses nothing in 
                comparison in her ‘O nube! Che lieve 
                per l’aria t’aggiri’. 
              
 
              
The name of Spontini 
                is a welcome sight, but at only 2’46 
                duration one wishes for more. The excerpt 
                (from Act 2 of La Vestale) is 
                very subdued, and Mescheriakova holds 
                the atmosphere excellently. The ending 
                just hangs in the air, out of which 
                emerges .... the final Verdi excerpt, 
                ‘Surta è la notte .. Ernani, 
                involami’, Elvira’s plea for rescue 
                from Silva. The recent (and continuing 
                at the time of writing) run of this 
                opera at ENO serves as a timely reminder 
                of the stature of this work (review 
                ). Good though Cara O’Sullivan was, 
                she is no match for Mescheriakova, hypnotic 
                in those long lines (again). This is 
                a fitting end to a memorable recital. 
              
 
              
Delights galore. 
              
                For those interested in finding out 
                more about Mescheriakova, an interview 
                is available on the web. 
              
Colin Clarke