In the Concertgebouw’s Saturday Matinée for NTR Radio 4, conductor Yannick Nézet-Séguin led the Rotterdam Philharmonic Orchestra in the Dutch première of Hans Abrahamsen’s Let me tell you. It takes as its inspiration Paul Griffiths' novel of the same title, telling the story of Ophelia in the first person, which uses only the 481-word vocabulary given to her by Shakespeare in Hamlet. Abrahamsen’s haunting song cycle uses text selected from the novel and was composed especially for the unique voice of Canadian soprano Barbara Hannigan, who is currently artist in residence for NTR’s Saturday Matinée series. Composer, writer and singer collaborated on the selection of the texts for the cycle, resulting in an emotionally penetrating work of great imaginative subtlety.
The first song of Part I, “Let me tell you how it was”, opened with an unearthly, high, keening call, with crystalline harmonics played by the violins, and silvery piccolos, with celesta in alternating octaves. The voice entered sotto voce in repeated notes on one syllable, with a fragile, speech-like quality. As Ophelia declared her right to tell her story, the ringing, bell-like texture swelled intensely with harp, marimba and xylophone, all playing in alternating octaves, while oboe and cor anglais enriched the shining aureole of long legato phrases from flutes and strings.
The work as a whole created an intensely vulnerable atmosphere, with beautiful, subtle use of timbre and texture suggesting variously brilliant light, snowfall, an otherworldly presence and powerful undercurrents of longing, grief and joy. The shimmering timbres were perfectly matched by the extraordinary purity and flexibility of Hannigan’s sound. There were many moments of outstanding beauty, especially the central climax of the piece, the end of part II (“Now I do not mind if it is day or night”). While Hannigan sang with an urgent high trilling vibrato, the wind and brass sections built through bright-edged ascending scales to a climax, like a cacophonous fanfare on the phrase: “You have sunblasted me, and turned me to light”.
The last phrases of the fifth song were set like a peal of bells, in overlapping waves, in which the voice rang and dipped, becoming like a bell itself. It wove through the trumpet and trombone lines, falling in long descending phrases. The full orchestration created an overwhelmingly bright, glittering evocation of the showers of sublime, unbearable light in the passage:
“You have made me like glass –
like glass in an ecstasy from your light,
like glass in which light rained
and rained and rained and goes on,
like glass in which there are showers of light,
light that cannot end.”