Perpetual Night
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JOHNSON / LAWES / COPRARIO / BLOW / PURCELL / JACKSON / etc
Perpetual Night
Lucile Richardot, Ensemble Correspondances, Sébastien Daucé
[ Harmonia Mundi / CD ]
Release Date: Friday 27 April 2018
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The circulation of artists and sovereigns between France and England in the seventeenth century resulted in the establishment of highly original genres in the latter country: the first recitatives, large-scale airs from masques and dramatic 'scenes' provided fertile ground for experimentation and prepared the way for the birth of semi-opera. Sébastien Daucé explores this English vocal art in a programme tailor-made for one of today's most fascinating voices: Lucile Richardot, in the exquisite setting provided by Ensemble Correspondances, subtly blends music, love, night and melancholy.
GRAMOPHONE AWARD NOMINATION 2019 TOP THREE - Solo Vocal
"The title may be 'Perpetual Night' but there's absolutely nothing gloomy or unremitting about this delicious disc and its chiaroscuro play of shading and texture…Lawes and Locke may never quite have Purcell's pulling-power on a recording but that disparity has rarely sounded more misplaced than it does here." Gramophone
Tracks:
Johnson, R: Care-charming sleep
Lawes, W: Justitia Sacrum (Whieles I This Standing Lake)
Coprario: Go, happy man
Ramsey, R: What Tears, dear Prince?
Jenkins, J: Pavan No. 2 in F
Lawes, W: Music, the master of thy art is dead
Ramsey, R: Go perjur'd man! And if you e'er return
Banister: Give me my lute
Ramsey, R: Howl not, you ghosts and furies
Lawes, W: Britanocles the great and good appears
Webb, W: Pow'rful Morpheus, let thy charms
Hilton: Rise, princely shepherd
Hart, James: Adieu to the Pleasures and Follies
Banister: Amintas, that true hearted swain
Blow: Poor Celadon, he sighs in vain
Locke: Sarabande
Purcell: When Orpheus Sang
Jackson, John: Phillis, oh! turn that face away
Blow: Epilogue: Sing, Sing ye Muses
