{"id":1111,"date":"2015-10-27T16:06:24","date_gmt":"2015-10-27T16:06:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/?p=1111"},"modified":"2015-10-27T16:06:24","modified_gmt":"2015-10-27T16:06:24","slug":"i-love-lieder-dont-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/2015\/10\/i-love-lieder-dont-you.html","title":{"rendered":"I love Lieder, Don&#8217;t You?"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_1113\" style=\"width: 693px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/HenkNEVEN2-cprtMBorggreve.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1113\" class=\"size-large wp-image-1113\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/HenkNEVEN2-cprtMBorggreve.jpg?resize=683%2C1024&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Henk Neven- Bariton Photo: Marco Borggreve\" width=\"683\" height=\"1024\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/HenkNEVEN2-cprtMBorggreve.jpg?resize=683%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 683w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/HenkNEVEN2-cprtMBorggreve.jpg?resize=200%2C300&amp;ssl=1 200w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/HenkNEVEN2-cprtMBorggreve.jpg?w=2000&amp;ssl=1 2000w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/HenkNEVEN2-cprtMBorggreve.jpg?w=3000&amp;ssl=1 3000w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 683px) 100vw, 683px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1113\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Henk Neven<\/strong><br \/>Photo: Marco Borggreve<\/p><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s rare for my wife and me to feel that we are among the younger members of the audience, but this happened at the Oxford Lieder Festival 2015, \u201cSinging Words: Poets and their Songs.\u201d The occasion was a concert of songs by Schumann, Mahler and Mendelssohn at the Holywell Music Room in Oxford. As this tiny, elegant hall is the oldest dedicated music venue in Europe, I suppose it was merely an age-appropriate crowd that came to hear Henk Neven and Imogen Cooper.<\/p>\n<p>I had not heard or seen the whippet-thin Dutch baritone before. He has a fine presence and an expressive face that makes me imagine he\u2019d be more in demand on the opera stage than his website seems to indicate. Imogen Cooper is simply a great pianist, and the fact that she\u2019s chosen to work with him is an endorsement of Neven\u2019s gifts.<\/p>\n<p>Heinrich Heine was the poet of the evening, as three of his settings by Mendelssohn, including a charming rendition of <em>Auf Fl\u00fcgeln des Gesanges<\/em> were included alongside the nine Heine poems of Schumann\u2019s <em>Liederkreis <\/em>Op. 24. But it was really the folk poems set by Mahler in <em>Des Knabe Wunderhorn<\/em> that caused a stir. Indeed, Imogen Cooper\u2019s introductory bars of <em>Der Tamboursg\u2019sell<\/em> must have rattled the tea cups of all North Oxford, as her left hand boomed out \u2013 what? \u2013 the rumblings of a train, the clanking of the tumbrils, the firing of the cannons? \u2013 in the figures of the funeral march that sends to the gallows the Drummer-boy who has deserted. It was either heart-stopping or ear-shattering, depending on your disposition. It was a demonstration of pure pianistic power, in which the Steinway seemed larger than the hall that contained it, proof that the piano is a percussion instrument.<\/p>\n<p>It was in this last set of songs that Neven\u2019s acting ability appeared, as his dark-set eyes, highly plastic mouth and overall body language showed the boy\u2019s terror and that of the deserter of <em>Zu Stra\u00dfburg auf der Schanz<\/em>, and of the dying man of <em>Revelge<\/em>; he was also a convincing rou\u00e9 in <em>Trost im Ungl\u00fcck. <\/em>It\u2019s true that his upper register did not appear very strong, and that he stretched for some of the high notes where a frank falsetto might have been more advisable. It was a performance of passion and drama, rather than precision; but he coped admirably with the volume being produced by the keyboard and pedals. Of Cooper\u2019s playing I\u2019d say only that it makes the orchestral version of <em>Des Knabe Wunderhorn<\/em> redundant. It all goes to show her versatility: I\u2019ve been present when she has played a Schubert concerto where one movement ended in a <em>ppp<\/em> so discreet that you thought you must have imagined it.<\/p>\n<p>This wonderful 16-day annual October mini-festival is the brainchild of one young man, Sholto Kynoch. Though for once my presence lowered rather than raised the mean age of the audience, Oxford Lieder does a good deal for younger people, especially young singers, with performance opportunities and masterclasses. Sometimes I think I love Lieder more than any other kind of music. Do you suppose you could take a baritone, great pianist and her Steinway as your luxury on Desert Island Discs?<\/p>\n<p>[contextly_auto_sidebar]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; It\u2019s rare for my wife and me to feel that we are among the younger members of the audience, but this happened at the Oxford Lieder Festival 2015, \u201cSinging Words: Poets and their Songs.\u201d The occasion was a concert of songs by Schumann, Mahler and Mendelssohn at the Holywell Music Room in Oxford. 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