Sunday, June 19, 2011

#37 cardiff singers

Last night was the finals for one of the most famous singing competition in the Western hemisphere, from which careers like Dmitry Hvorostovsky, Bryn Terfel, Karita Mattila and Elina Garanca has emerged. There are two prizes, the Opera prize and the Song (piano recital) prize: fans remembered with relish the scandal when local favorite Terfel was snubbed in favour of  Hvorostovsky and was given only the "Lieder" prize, dubbed the "loser" prize. There was also the addition of Dame Kiri te Kanawa to the judging panel, which included among others that unsinkable ship, Marilyn Horne. 2011 was a sad year for some: it was the first year since the passing away of its patron, Dame Joan Sutherland, who had been a pillar of strength to both the competition and its competitors.

As it turns out, five finalists were selected out of the four rounds: Olesysa Petrova of Russia (mezzo-soprano), Andrei Bondarenko of Ukraine (baritone), Hye Jung Lee of South Korea (coloratura soprano), Meeta Raval from England (soprano) and Valentina Nafornita of Moldova (soprano). The repertoire was varied to say the least: Miss Jung Lee sang Madam Mao! I was really drawn to three of these contenders, namely Miss Petrova, Miss Raval and Mr. Bondarenko.

The bad thing about competitions like this, in which the age of the competitors range from 24 to 31, is that you never see the full potential of the voice as yet. Almost everyone is a lyric and/or a coloratura! There was one or two basses, thank God, but it really shows that these are young, budding voices: on the cusp, if you will. So to judge these young artists on such high level as this is really defeating the purpose, if you ask me, but well.

A few comments on the singers which attracted my attention: Miss Petrova has a ravishing lyric mezzo-soprano without a tint of Slavic edge which almost always haunt Russian singers. Her diction was less than satisfactory but her musicianship was impeccable; and what an attractive voice: an adult, fully-grown instrument with an amazing richness. She almost has a spiritual way of singing - perhaps a sign of her confidence, as she stated in her post-round interview afterwards: "On stage I am queen."

Miss Raval has a wonderful lyric soprano with an amazing technique and fearless musicianship: how else one performs a messa di voce on a top Bb! On the other hand her coloratura is a bit smudged (particularly on the downward runs), and jumping to acuti she did not maintain that wonderful legato she imbibed in everything else. But she plays up to her strength, which is ultimately a very expressive, "sunny" voice with a very bright timbre. A wonderful person, too: stressing on the music-making rather than on the competition, she is sure to go a long way.



Mr. Bondarenko has all the qualities of the bari-hunk genre: cutting a romantic figure with his expressive face, tall presence and wonderful stage movements, he also ravishes with a well-schooled baritone, capable of a full range of dynamic and expressive devices while never abandoning the legato line. One fears that the size may be a bit small against the Welsh National Orchestra, but when he unleashes it to full voice in the Song round, this fear is alleviated. His Song recital is exemplary to say the least, singing Schumann and Sviridov with equal fervour. No wonder: when one peruses his resume one sees he has attended masterclasses with Christa Ludwig and Thomas Quasthoff, the equivalent of saying "I had a lunch date with Dr. Barnard to talk about surgery." I was attracted at first when I saw Respighi's Nebbie on his song list: alas, he did not sing it for the Song finals.

As it turns out, the winner for the 2011 session is Miss Nafornita of Moldova, who also scores the Audience prize. The Song prize goes to the wonderful Mr. Bondarenko. All in all a wonderful program, and what a way to finish off the weekend. I look forward to the 2013 edition!

Monday, June 6, 2011

#36 health, where art thou?


It's called the Weekend Flu, also called the Bug that Threw Down the Local Ho. I hate it. I hate it with all the passion of all the Tosca and Amneris ever performed. I lost 5/6th of my voice, I have difficulty filling up my lungs, I have a throbbing headache - which gets worse on lying down, I mean what kind of headache gets pimped up on lying down?! - so much that I missed out my posting and my classes for the whole day and I have a fucking Ophthalmology exam on Friday and I've just went through like only four chapters.

Like how Kathleen Battle would sing it: Lord, how come me here?

Thursday, June 2, 2011

#35 hard times

Nobody said medicine was easy. But there were certainly times when I thought, "What the fuck am I doing here?" Maybe it would have been better if I had sought a career with a faster timeline, as of now I would have been a salaried man, capable of taking care - at last! - of my family.

I am currently in the midst of composing both the texts and music for a song cycle, which will be my Op 34. I plan on orchestrating them, in fact I have already orchestrated the first one. Below is the first one, in piano version: it is entitled Berbisik sayu suara angin, which means The wind sighs sadly




Berbisik sayu suara angin,
berkumandanglah seru ribut,
taufan kejora.

Lihat! purnama mekar
bagai tersenyum dan melambai;
dan seribu bintang,
menghiaskan malam.

***
The wind sighs sadly!
a storm rushes and tremble,
in far Venus.

Look! the fertile moon
as she smiles and waves to us;
and thousands of stars,
tinkling jewels of the night.

Friday, March 11, 2011

#34 holiday b-job

I have been having the absolute time of my life, doing my best impression of a rich divorcee, lounging around the house and cooking spaghetti, while also making up time to indulge in:
1. learning how to ride a motorcycle (glory Hallelujah!)

(in my case it was a blue bike, but I think it's pretty much the same model)

2. discovering how chromatic one can go and still have it sound right. Case in point:

But holiday's almost over, I'm registering in the local campus of my university in a week (how time flees when you're orchestrating bloody murder of the diatonic scale!) and these good times are nearing an end.

Monday, February 14, 2011

#33 classical grammy awards 2011



Vivica Genaux got ripped. And the engineers, apparently, are more important than the soloists in a Verdi Requiem nowadays (regardless of Muti beloved).


Saturday, February 5, 2011

#32 the cecilia bartoli collection no 3

Rossini Arias (1989)



Cecilia Bartoli (mezzo-soprano)
Giuseppe Patanè (conductor)
Arnold-Schönberg-Chor
Konzertvereinigung Wiener Volksopernorchester


01 Cruda sorte! amor tiranno! (L'Italiana in Algeri)
02 Pronti abbiamo... Amici in ogni evento... Pensa alla patria (L'Italiana in Algeri)
03 Mura felici...Elena! O tu, che chiamo (La donna del lago)
04 O patria... Di tanti palpiti (Tancredi)
05 Assisa a'piè d'un salice... Deh! calma, o ciel (Othello)
06 Fac ut portem (Stabat mater dolorosa)
07 Se l'Italie contrade... Se per voi lo torno (La pietra del paragone)
08 Nacqui all'affanno... Non più mesta (La cenerentola)


The first recording in a glorious catalogue, the arias included are butter and bread Rossini pieces. Surprisingly most of the pieces are commonly performed by mezzos with lower tessituras (Horne, Baltsa, Larmore, Genaux et al) as opposed to one with a higher tessitura, as Bartoli clearly is e.g. Cruda sorte, Mura felici, Di tanti palpiti. On the other hand, Rossini's stab at the Willow Song is always welcome (I still believe von Stade's version on the Otello recording with Carreras and López-Cobos is the very very best) and the Cinderella piece has always been Bartoli's showpiece.

#31 the cecilia bartoli collection no 2

Rossini Heroines (1992)

Cecilia Bartoli (mezzo soprano)
Ion Marin (conductor)
Orchestra e Coro La Fenice

01 Riedi al soglio (Zelmira)
02 Ah! non potrian esistere (cantata: Le nozze di Teti e Pelo)
03 Giusto ciel! in tal periglio (Maometto II)
04 Tanti affetti in tal momento (La donna del lago)
05 Quant'è grato in alma mia (Elisabetta, regina d'Inghilterra)
06 Fellon, la penna avrai (Elisabetta, regina d'Inghilterra)
07 Ah! che invan su questo cielo (Maometto II)
08 Serena e vaghi rai... Bel raggio lusinghier (Semiramide)

Made back in the days when Cecilia is a true-blue mezzo, as opposed to the faux-lite version of a soprano (sopranista?) she is today. Giusto ciel! profited immensely from Cecilia's inherent quality of pathos. I like that she draws out the tanta in tanta felicitá in the La donna del lago piece. The Semiramide extract is weird, particularly when one's first exposure to the grand aria was by one Dame Joan. As most cases when coloratura mezzos record this aria, they fall prey to the fast figures in the Il bel momento section and notch up the tempo when what would have worked better is to maintain the same pace and let each note 'speak'. But essentially what this disk is missing is the agilitá di forza that most of these pieces require; Bartoli is the textbook definition of agilitá di grazia (male counterpart: Juan Diego Flórez) and this jarring lack is especially evident in the ZelmiraLa donna (but she did the second part i.e. Fra il padre e fra l'amante very beautifully), Elisabetta and Semiramide arias. Otherwise, it's a fine output, especially considering the absence of mannerisms and audible gasps and SUPERB diction: after all Rossini is probably Cecilia's part of a healthy breakfast every day.