Good lyrical tenors seem to be thirteen a dozen in the German-peaking 
                world at the moment. Singers like Lothar Odinius, Marcus Ullman, 
                Jan Kobow have made their marks in lieder as well as in other 
                repertoire. To their illustrious company young Daniel Behle can 
                now be added. I heard him almost exactly a year ago – on 31 May 
                2008 – as Prince Ramiro in the Stockholm Royal Opera production 
                of Rossini’s La Cenerentola (see review) 
                and then I described his voice as ‘mellifluous, agile, beautiful, 
                technically spotless and with enough heft to make his top notes 
                ring out – in fact some of the most refined and vital Rossini 
                singing I have heard in the theatre for quite some time’. These 
                plaudits are equally applicable to his singing on this debut recital 
                disc, recorded only weeks after the performance I saw. Born in 
                Hamburg he studied singing with his mother, the soprano Renate 
                Behle, whom I heard as a superb Leonora in Fidelio at Savonlinna 
                more than fifteen years ago. Daniel Behle has been awarded several 
                prizes at international singing contests, among them the Queen 
                Sonja Contest in 2005 in Oslo, where he also received the Troldhaugen 
                Grieg Prize – no wonder then that he wanted to include some Grieg 
                songs in his debut recital, which is a mix of established favourites 
                and some unhackneyed repertoire. 
              
There is no lack 
                    of competition in the field of Schubert and Beethoven songs 
                    and no newcomer can be expected to stand out against all the 
                    greats who have recorded the same songs. Schubert’s Der 
                    Musensohn is not easy to bring off, especially for a lyric 
                    tenor, when so many powerful baritones have already etched 
                    their readings into the memory of most jaded listeners. But 
                    Behle surprises with a force and energy that puts him far 
                    ahead of many fellow tenors and make them seem bloodless by 
                    comparison – and he doesn’t lack nuances. Ständchen 
                    is sung with exquisite legato, softly and beautifully and 
                    without imposing very much of ‘interpretation’. He trusts 
                    Schubert and lets the music speak. Ungeduld from Die 
                    schöne Müllerin is nervous and eager and he impresses 
                    greatly with his fine voice production and his top notes ring 
                    out effortlessly as they did at the Rossini performance mentioned 
                    above.
                  
The Beethoven 
                    songs are fine with an impassioned – but slightly restrained 
                    – Adelaide to play as a calling card to music loving 
                    friends unfamiliar with the singer. However, Beethoven as 
                    well as Schubert emerge as more or less preamble to what follows. 
                    I have stated before that the six songs Op. 48 is Grieg at 
                    his very best as song composer. Apart from Ein Traum 
                    they are not as well known as some of his other songs but 
                    they certainly grow in stature for each new hearing and they 
                    also find Daniel Behle at his very best: the inward 
                    and soft Dereinst, Gedanke mein, the energetic but 
                    nuanced Lauf der Welt, the beautiful Die verschwiegene 
                    Nachtigall and the concluding Ein Traum, building 
                    up from the softest possible opening to a glorious climax 
                    on the last Wirklichkeit. This was incidentally the 
                    song that won him the special Grieg Prize at the Oslo competition 
                    and it is easy to understand why. Grieg was a fluent German 
                    speaker and these songs came into being in 1884 when he and 
                    his wife Nina had reconciled after having split up for a year 
                    – as strong a source of inspiration as any.
                  
Whether Benjamin 
                    Britten also was fluent in German I don’t know. His Hölderlin-Fragmente 
                    from 1958 are anyway his only settings of German. They are 
                    certainly among his best creations, the sparse textures laying 
                    bare the texts, and I believe that no one hearing them for 
                    the first time can have any doubts as to the deep involvement 
                    on the part of the composer. In an interview Britten even 
                    called the cycle his ‘best vocal work ever’. It is also hard 
                    to imagine the songs being more beautifully sung than by Daniel 
                    Behle. Peter Pears was no doubt unique in his understanding 
                    of Britten’s music and thoughts and his recordings will never 
                    be redundant but Behle also seems to have absorbed them and 
                    made them very much his own.
                  
This can be said 
                    with even greater certainty about Manfred Trojahn’s four Goethe 
                    settings, which were premiered by and dedicated to Daniel 
                    Behle. The background is interesting: At the Liederwerkstatt 
                    in Bad Reichenhall established composers like Wolfgang Rihm, 
                    Aribert Reimann and Manfred Trojahn met with young singers. 
                    Every year they devoted themselves to one poet and in 2007 
                    it was Goethe. Due to other commitments Trojahn had only finished 
                    two out four planned songs. When he heard Daniel Behle singing 
                    them he was inspired to compose the remaining two as well. 
                    The songs are emotional, concentrating on ‘the painful process 
                    of departing love’. Manfred Trojahn has transferred these 
                    200-year-old poems to the present day without loss of the 
                    universality and timelessness and found a musical language 
                    that builds bridges to bygone days. The songs should be accessible 
                    also to a wider public, not particularly specialized in ‘modern’ 
                    music. Abschied is enormously beautiful and the concluding 
                    Am Flusse, sung so beautifully and sensitively, shouldn’t 
                    leave anybody unmoved.
                  
With good recording, 
                    a sensitive pianist and good notes by Malte Krasting this 
                    is a disc that should win the young singer hordes of new admirers. 
                    A pity though that only the German texts are printed without 
                    translations. A recording of Die schöne Müllerin is 
                    scheduled for June this year (2009). I can hardly wait for 
                    its release.
                  
Göran Forsling