Robert Schumann’s Liederkreis Op. 39 In a foreign land From my homeland, beyond the red lightning, The clouds come drifting in, But father and mother have long been dead, Now no one knows me there. How soon, ah! how soon till that quiet time When I too shall...
“In the summer of 1987 I heard that there was to be a special performance of Der Rosenkavalier at the Vienna Opera on Lotte Lehmann’s 100th birthday, February 27, 1988, followed by a lecture the next day by Marcel Prawy, of the Opera. I decided to go. Eric Hvølboll, a...
A Little Rainy Night Music — Judy Sutcliffe A rainy night in Galena, a softly, slowly, pelting drizzle. A sweet bath for the few autumnal flowers still nodding in our garden, pink phlox in the sunny parts and clusters of white wild asters all up and down the...
Thomas Grubb’s recommended reading list: First, Grubb’s own “My Time with Pierre Bernac” Bernac, P., The Interpretation of French Song, Gollancz/Norton (Paper Reprint) Bernac, P., Poulenc, The Man and His Songs, Gollancz/Norton (Paper Reprint) Grubb,...
All of tonight’s music is performed by the Taverner Consort, Choir & Players, conducted by Andrew Parrott. Methinks I see an heav’nly host (Williiam Billings 1756-1800) While shepherds watched their flocks (John Foster 1762-1822) Serafin, que con dulce...
Intet är som väntanstider Erik Axel Karlfeldt (1864-1931) poet Intet är som väntanstider, vårflodsveckor, knoppningstider, ingen maj en dager sprider som den klarnande april. Kom på stigens sista halka, skogen ger sin dävna svalka och sitt djupa sus därtill. Sommarns...
