I was unable to prepare an article for this week due to lack of time. Fortunately, I had a couple more songs written from Richard Dehmel's poem Die stille Stadt, and this allowed me to publish what will probably be the shortest entry to Liederabend.

The poem we return to today is Richard Dehmel's Die stille Stadt, included in the collection Aber die Liebe [But love, 1896]. It tells us about a silent city, while the night falls and fog also falls from the mountains.

Alban Berg did not begin to study music formally until he was eighteen years old, when Arnold Schönberg saw some of his Lieder and accepted him as a pupil. Although such an important figure saw something interesting in them, Berg always considered that the around eighty Lieder he had composed until then did not deserve to be published; after his death, Helene [...]

When I review the complete programme of the Schubertíada, I pay attention to different things, step by step. I first counted the Lied recitals. This year, there will twelve and a half (I will explain later this “half”), which will be concentrated in the first week of the festival, while in the second, there will be mostly chamber music. Next, I look for Schubert appearances [...]

Last week we had an Italienisches Liederbuch in Barcelona, and this must be celebrated. Above all, we should celebrate the fact that we can hear Hugo Wolfs collection relatively often and with naturalness. How will it be celebrated? Listening to a song, of course.