Power Center For The Performing Arts Ann Arbor, Michigan
THE UNIVERSITY MUSICAL SOCIETY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN
Baritone THOMAS SCHUBACK, Pianist
Wednesday Evening, February, 9, 1983, at 8:30 Hill Auditorium, Ann Arbor
Abendempfindung, K. 523 )
Komm, licbe Zither, K. 351 [...................................Mozart
Ein deutsches Kriegslied, K. 539)
Fra Monte Pincio, Op. 39, No. 1 ....................................Grieg
Irmclin Rose ....................................................Nielsen
Svarta Rosor, Op. 36, No. 1 ......................................Sibelius
La Vague et la cloche
Standchen Aufenthalt In der Feme Abschied
Seven Early Songs Night Reed Song The Nightingale Crowned in Dreams
In the Room Love's Ode Summer Days
Telarc, EMI, Caprice, Pwprius, Bis, & RCA Records.
This evening's recital is dedicated to the memory of Glenn D. McGeoch, who died January 14, 1983 at the age of 79. Mr. McGeoch came to Ann Arbor in 1926 and was Professor of Music at the University for 42 years until his retirement in 1911. He gave generously of his talent and spirit to the Musical Society as program annotator of the May Festival from 1932 to 1974.
Thirty-first Concert of the 104th Season
104th Annual Choral Union Scries
Walking Against the Wind The Staircase The Tight Rope Walker The Public Garden The Bill Poster The Kite The Sculptor The Painter The Cage The Bureaucrats The Hands Remembrances The Side Show The Pickpocket's Nightmare The Conspirer, the Friend, the Policeman
The Amusement Park
The Seven Deadly Sins
Youth, Maturity, Old Age, and Death
The Tango Dancer
The Small Cafe
The Dice Players
The Four Seasons
The Creation of the World
INTERMISSION Bip Pantomimes
Bip in the Subway
Bip Travels by Train
Bip as a Skater
Bip Hunts Butterflies
Bip Plays David and Goliath
Bip at a Ballroom
Bip Commits Suicide
Bip as a Soldier
Bip at a Society Party
Bip as a Street Musician
Bip as a China Salesman
Bip as a Fireman
Bip as a Great Artist
Bip Has a Date Bip Remembers
Bip as a Baby Sitter
Bip as a Professor of Botany
Bip as a Lion Tamer
Bip, the Illusionist
Bip Looks for a Job
Bip in the Modern and Future Life
Bip as a Tailor in Love
Bip Dreams he is Don Juan Bip and the Matrimonial Agency Bip with a Traveling Circus
Presentation of Cards by Jean-Jerome Raclot
Thirty-first Concert of the 104th Season
Hakan Hagegard has established a brilliant international career devoted to both lieder recitals and opera performances. During his current visit in the United States, the Swedish baritone gives 19 recitals, culminating in a Carnegie Hall debut on February 28, and appears at the Metropolitan Opera as Figaro in The Barber of Seville. He will sing the title role of Don Giovanni at Lyons (April-May); the role of Figaro at the Australian opera (August-September); and Papageno in The Magic Flute at the Teatro Colon in Buenos Aires (October). His debut at La Scala, also as Papageno, is scheduled in 1985.
Mr. Hagegard and pianist Thomas Schuback return this evening after their Ann Arbor debut in Rackham Auditorium two years ago.
Three Songs .................................Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Abendempfindung (Evening Thoughts) -It is evening. The sun has disappeared, and the moon's silver gleam is beaming. Thus life's finest hours fly by, fly by as though dancing. The colorful drama of life is quickly over and the curtain falls. The play is finished, and friends' tears are pouring over my grave. Soon, perhaps, gently as the west wind, a silent foreboding drifts over me. I am ending this life's pilgrimage. I shall fly to the land of peace. If you weep at my grave, mourning over my ashes, then, oh friends, I will appear to you and waft you to heaven. Shed a little tear for me, and pick a violet for my grave, and with a soulful glance look down gently at me. Dedicate a tear to me, and, oh, don't be ashamed! Oh, it will be the most beautiful pearl in my diadem.
Kotnm, Hebe Zither (Come, Dear Zither) -Come, dear zither, thou companion of my secret love! You shall be my friend too. Come! I confide in you the most secret of my desires. Only to you do I confide my pain. Speak to her in my stead! I may not yet tell her that my heart belongs entirely to her. Speak to her in my stead! I may not yet complain of how my heart is wasting away for her.
Ein deutsches Kriegslied (A German War Song) -I would really like to be the Emperor. I would destroy the Near East. The Mussulmcn would tremble with fear. Constantinople would be mine. I would really like to be the Emperor. Athens and Sparta would be, like Rome, Queen of the World. Antiquity would be reborn. I would really like to be the Emperor. I would engage the best poets to sing of heroic deeds. I would usher in a golden age. I would really like to be the Emperor, but since Joseph's reign fulfills my wishes and is celebrated in song, may he be Emperor forever!
Gammal Nederlandare ...............................Wilhelm Stenhammar
It is no fun anymore to stand knocking Katinka. The moon shines and the winds blow and the frozen stars blink. My knuckles arc red and my nose is blue. Come lift now the lock, open the door and let me have a roof over my head, you trollop. You shall lay a table with small golden cups. Beer and Schnaps and cheese for two, and also a fat and steaming ham.
Fra Monte Pincio ...........................................Edvard Grieg
Evening comes and the red sun beams its endless, gleaming light. The hill is transfigured, like a death mask. The domes are glowing and in the distance dark mists rise and hover above the deep blue fields like age-old veils. This evening, how warm it is. How the swarm of humanity is glowing in the red light -and the band and the flowers and the dark eyes. With this light and music, we seek forgiveness. There is stillness and darker blue as the heavens watch and wait; the dreams of the past and the coming of the future shine dimly in the darkness. But Rome will rise again and shine in the night of Italy. Bells will ring and cannons roar and memory of the past will lighten the blue of the future! Sing to the newly weds, hope and trust, with zither and flute. Our powerful longing will be put to rest and gentler feelings will wake and smile.
Irmelin Rose ...............................................Carl Nielsen
Lo a king with many treasures dwelt amid their golden sheen; and the name of the most precious
was the famous Irmalecn. Irmaleen Moonlight, Irmalcen Rose, Irmaleen all that is delightful. Knightly helmets were resplendent with her colours gorgeous flame; and in ev'ry rhyme and
metre was declaimed the precious name. Irmaleen Moonlight, Irmaleen Rose, Irmalecn all that is
The entire flock of suitors who engulfed the royal hall; made to woo with dainty presents and with flow'ry words enthrall. Irmaleen Moonlight, Irmaleen Rose, Irmaleen all that is delightful.
But the Princess cast them from her, for her heart was cold and proud; and she mocked their gallant bearing at their language aloud. Irmaleen Moonlight, Irmaleen Rose, Irmaleen all that is delightful.
Svarta Rosor ...............................................jEAN Sibelius
Tell me, why are you so sad today, you who are always so happy and gay I am no sadder today than when I seem happy and gay; and in sorrow, roses are black as night. In the middle of my heart a