Cass Elliot — mezzo-ish

Cass Elliot

Cass Elliot

My father had been an opera fan from the time he was a little boy. He based most of his early life on the Victor Book of the Opera and could pretty much name and place any aria you threw at him.

What this meant was that he had a rather ecumenical love of music that included popular music; as working-class Italian-Americans, we tend to grow up with a sense of ownership about opera that is also very working-class. To us, opera is not an elitist thing but is very much music of the people, in effect “popular” music. As a consequence, if a vocalist was good, that was all my father cared about. When the Beatles first appeared on the Ed Sullivan show, he was the only person in his family to insist that they were quite good, when one looked past the long hair and the screaming girls. He adored Sam Cooke, and was quite disappointed at both his death and the way he died. Another of his favorites was Cass Elliot, and I still remember his wistful disappointment upon hearing of her death. It continued for years afterwards, and up to my father’s own death, he couldn’t hear the name “Cass Elliot” without expressing some sort of disappointment and nostalgia. “Cass Elliot,” he would say, “died with a voice.”

My own tastes run to high male voices and lower female ones, and Elliot’s voice was not low for popular music. When compared to operatic voices, she was not high either, but her voice did not have the rich mocha-like darkness that some of my favorite female voices have (Carly Simon being the best example). The male voices that I prefer tend to have a signature “ring” to them, and Elliot’s voice is the only female voice in my opinion to have an identical bell-like ring to the high male voices that attract my ear.

This made her a standout in any ensemble, including the group most associated with her, the Mamas and the Papas. The work she did with them was stunning, with the addition of three other good voices and John Phillips’s delightful songwriting, but in all of those songs, Elliot’s voice clearly soars miles above the others and can be picked out in a heartbeat. A transition to a solo career was inevitable.

It was also more prolific than many people remember, with nine albums of solo work despite the tragically young age at which she died of heart failure (the “ham sandwich” tale is an urban myth) directly after taking the London Palladium by storm during a British tour.

Cass Elliot — Wikipedia entry

Clips illustrating Elliot’s singing voice (some lip-synced as these were taken from talk shows):

Words of Love” — Excellent illustration of the clarion “ring” in Elliot’s voice as well as a rare sweetness in such a clear voice. Often women’s voices that “ring” in this manner can be pungent to the ear, which Elliot’s never was.

It’s Getting Better” — Reveals the relatively untrained nature of her voice, but another great example of the ring.

Dream a Little Dream of Me” — an exquisite version of this song, which is normally performed quite a bit more up-tempo. A signature song for Elliot. Compare to a live version for a good example of her torch-singer qualities.

California Dreamin’” — The group lip-syncing their best-known song. Elliot’s voice is so clearly heard on its own that it’s difficult for the listener to ignore once they become aware of it, especially on the wide vowels.

“Flow My Tears” — comparison of several voices

Andreas Scholl — In my opinion, the best of these clips. Clear and light, lovely purity of tone. Not the slightest hint of “Miss Piggy.”

Alfred Deller — Not as good tone, but a marvelously melancholy interpretation and wonderful phrasing.

Gerard Lesne — Slight woodiness, a bit more modern phrasing.

Valeria Mignaco — soprano, quite nice, a bit Sarah Brightman in her interpretation but good expressiveness. A great comparison with the previous three clips to hear the ways a male voice reaches similar notes compared to a female one.

Sting — clearly a modern voice but a good interpretation for comparison.

There is also a wonderful version of this by David Daniels on his CD “A Quiet Thing,” which is worth buying. No YouTube clip exists.

And, just for fun, here’s a version of it for theremin and harpsichord. You’ve heard theremins before if you’ve watched any 1950s-era science fiction movies. It’s quite a unique instrument, wholly electronic, and it is not touched at all in the process of being played.

Steve Perry — a bit confusing, frankly

This article’s been getting a bit more traction lately — any readers who want a more thorough background on the history of the high male voice should check out this article as well.


Steve Perry

Steve Perry

A slow recognition is beginning to coalesce around former Journey vocalist Steve Perry as one of the great voices of the 20th century. It’s matched by a slight giddiness on the part of his fans, as to be frank, rock hasn’t generated many of these. Whatever one’s opinion may be, Perry is also one of the more difficult to classify.

Considering range and technique presents us with a problem. In his range — high tenor and a solid alto, the only possible conclusion to draw is that he is a countertenor. However, his technique is not at all that of the most common counters: he hasn’t a hint of owly, woodwind quality to his lower register as he’s not producing sound the same way, and he has no baritone register. In these days when “countertenor” and “falsettist” are used interchangeably, many would not classify Perry as a countertenor.

Also, without similar classical training, there is no way of knowing what operatic label might have applied to Perry’s voice had he opted to go the route of “Giulio Cesare” and not “Raised on Radio.” The universe in which La Fenice staged “Crusader in Egypt” thirty years earlier with an Armando named Stephen Pereira robbing the production of its breeches role is not the one in which we live.

Perry is perhaps best considered as part “tenor altino” or “haute contre” (natural male alto, a rare form of countertenor and one of the rarest voice types), and part his own creature, and as he inhabits the worlds of rock and pop, which require far less stringent classification of voices (since labeled parts need not be assigned to equally labeled vocalists), strict classification may be outside of necessary consideration for him — although I imagine voice enthusiasts will continue to debate. Such high male voices are so much more common in the world of pop and rock than in classical or opera, so using the word “countertenor” to define such voices isn’t unreasonable, if only to draw attention to this predictable distinction.

No articles that I’ve found focusing on vocal training or quality exist for Perry, and most interviews concentrate on the somewhat acrimonious breakup between him and his former bandmates. Other interviews mention only in passing the difficulties of performing as a quasi-operatic vocalist for 180+ sets a year for years on end, well beyond that which is euphemistically called “punishing” or “grueling” in the operatic world and firmly in the realm of larynx-shredding insanity.

In comparison, the extremely focused and legendarily hardworking German operatic falsettist Andreas Scholl keeps what is considered to be a ridiculously demanding schedule at 60 performances per year. He is considering dropping that down to 40. No manager of an operatic vocalist could suggest anything approaching 180 sets a year without being immediately euthanized.

Perry made some accommodations for this, including his habit of not speaking at all between the time he came off-stage after one performance and 4pm the following day, as well as the typical tiring, on-the-fly mental arithmetic done by all high-powered vocalists and completely without parallel among instrumentalists. With few other performers in rock music who had to make that sort of accommodation and to whom he could be compared, Perry acquired the reputation of being distant and unapproachable.

Also mentioned only in passing are the psychological performance pressures widely understood and even anticipated by operatic vocalists but of which Perry, his bandmates, and his management seemed entirely unaware at the time. The problems caused by this apparently took them all by surprise, when any such vocalist in the classical world would have anticipated and permitted for them years in advance. There was no community of like vocalists in rock to advocate for him or function as points of comparison. Having originated from outside all three common sources of high-performance vocalist (classical/operatic, musical theater, and gospel), Perry was left quite on his own in dealing with these issues and both he and his voice suffered for it. Often the only points of comparison for singers in rock are their instrumentalist bandmates, who while they are also subject to great stress while touring, can nevertheless do something singers can never do — buy new strings or new instruments when they play out their old ones. The already great stress of touring is magnified enormously when a musician is effectively playing an instrument that bleeds, ages, and cannot be swapped out, and the world of rock is not known for mentoring performers through this uniquely vocal stress.

There are no implications whatever that these pressures were acknowledged even by Perry until years after his first sabbatical. Due to the fact that neither the rock music industry, his management, his bandmates, nor Perry himself apparently had any profound awareness of how to caretake voices of that caliber, what should have been a luminous 35-year career was effectively burned through in what amounted to roughly one decade of active recorded performance. Like the largely self-taught Titta Ruffo, the great baritone of seven decades prior, Perry “did not have a voice, he had a miracle” — a brilliant, crystalline creation unmatched in the history of popular music — and it was squandered by an industry that had no idea how to manage it or the singer to whom it belonged.

The fact that Perry’s genre has very little experience with vocalists of his caliber goes a long way to explaining why, three decades after he began singing with the band most closely associated with him, both the public in general and the world of fine voice are slowly beginning to realize the magnitude of what he accomplished. The world of rock seems to regard a voice as either a “chick thing” or something akin to a musical condom: an annoying necessity that interferes with the “real action,” but you need one out front if you expect to get anywhere. It’s often tolerated better as an excuse for flashy showmanship than real talent. The world of fine voice is just as suspicious toward rock, often dismissing it as (to be blunt) heroin addicts screaming on pitch. Rock critics didn’t know how to regard a man with such stunning yet out-of-place virtuosity, often preferring to sneer at it, and opera lovers found it difficult to look past the long hair and blue jeans.

Thus as an operatic vocalist functioning in rock, Perry stood in a tiny area of overlap that did not exist until he created it, located between two of the most mutually suspicious forms of music. As high as the barriers to critical respect are between classical and popular music, they are a thousand times higher between opera and rock. This left only the fans themselves, who flooded toward his music by the millions, to recognize the monumental achievement that his musically tribeless voice represents. Those fans have now begun to achieve some position of authority as they (we) enter middle age, and their respect for Perry’s voice is beginning to be taken more seriously as a result.

As there are no articles or interviews examining vocal issues, I’ve linked only to clips here demonstrating range and clarity, the evolution of Perry’s voice as his preposterous early touring schedule took a far greater toll on it than it should have, the occasional leaps over his second passaggio, and his altino-like speaking voice.

Clips illustrating Perry’s singing voice:

Wheel in the Sky” — countertenor territory particularly with the high “ring” and almost eerie champagne clarity his voice was known for early on, and includes a leap into falsetto territory at 2:30. Late 70s. Contrasting this with Russell Oberlin’s non-falsetto male alto in his version of “Vivi, tiranno” from “Rodelinda” is extremely revealing. (Note also that lip-syncing on television has never been the exclusive property of pop or rock singers.)

Homemade Love” — multiple accurate leaps back and forth over the passaggio. Also late 70s.

Sweet and Simple” — good downward movement across the passaggio at 2:53 in what amounts to a short cadenza.

Open Arms” — performed live in Houston in 1981, and a clear example of the sort of vocal performance that, while thrilling, could not be reasonably sustained for nearly 200 sets a year.

You Better Wait” — a good artistic use of the “burr” that developed due to the too-strenuous performance schedule illustrated by the previous clip. Still fairly clean in the high end. Mid 90s.

Clips illustrating Perry’s speaking voice:

Absolutely delightful blues jam session — band instrumentalists only, with Perry introducing them and the blues greats who are joining them on stage. Late 70s.

Interview on Japanese television reminiscing about a performance in Chicago. Again, compare to the speaking voices of other natural and falsettist male altos. (It should be noted that if he were touring to perform, he would have taken care to speak very lightly in order to safeguard his voice.) Mid 90s.

Marian Anderson — Contralto (but honestly everything)

Marian Anderson

Marian Anderson

Marian Anderson’s voice is another that often defies categorization according to the standard voice register definitions. She classified herself as a contralto, or a woman who sings in the lowest register possible for women. In fact, in some of her recordings and performances, she dropped well into baritone and even basso territory (and soared into mezzo), although voice enthusiasts debate whether or not the words should be used to refer to a woman’s voice.

Anderson was born in or near Philadelphia at the turn of the last century, into a country that did not easily recognize such awesome talent and ambition in a black person of either gender. Anderson was unable to perform in American opera companies, which did not accept black performers, and even audiences were not permitted to be integrated. As a result, she performed as a concert vocalist before finding astonishing success in Europe, freer of color-based tensions than America at the time.

The two European musicians most closely associated with Anderson were the Finn Jean Sibelius, who wrote specifically for her and stated that her voice had revealed the Nordic soul, and the renowned conductor Arturo Toscanini, who famously stated that Anderson had a voice “heard once in a hundred years.” Such lauds communicated themselves back to the United States, where she finally found the fame and recognition that her voice and work merited.

She is best known for the free, open-air concert given by her in 1939 at the Lincoln Memorial, arranged by then-First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt and others when the Daughters of the American Revolution refused permission to her to sing in Constitution Hall because of her color, and because the audience would also be mixed color. (This resulted in some women resigning their memberships in the DAR, including Mrs. Roosevelt.) Later, in 1943, she was able to perform to a mixed audience at the Hall by invitation of the DAR.

Anderson died in 1993 at the age of 96 and is most remembered, as is fitting, for the beauty, power, and mindblowing range of her voice, as well as for her dignified persistence in the face of unjust obstacles.

Classified as a contralto, Anderson dropped into baritone and even basso more than once without vocal fry but could also sustain mezzo-soprano without strain, truly a once-in-a-century voice as Toscanini claimed. She began singing at the age of six in a choir and beyond that was trained privately, as black people were not welcomed into the vocal academies and schools of the time. The standard belief among voice enthusiasts is that a woman cannot or should not sing baritone or anything lower without risking damage to the voice; the length of Anderson’s career belies this, but it is true that most vocalists could probably not manage her astonishing range. However, as with men who sing countertenor, it is likely that many women are capable of it within the operatic world but are not trained to do so. Anderson’s training outside of the operatic mainstream may well have permitted her to exercise her full voice free of the perceived constraints of that world.

Marian Anderson — Wikipedia entry

Clips illustrating her amazing range:

Casta Diva” — picks up well into mezzo territory. Contrasting the magnificence of 2:00-2:30 with the following link makes clear just how immortal this woman’s voice was.

Deep River” — excellent contralto, very smooth and confident.

Ave Maria” — Truly the most perfect version ever recorded.

Death and the Maiden” — an amazing range, perfectly clear through her entire range. Contrast with the clip below, where she drops into baritone, with the general tonal quality one expects from a woman’s voice. Drops into basso at 2:21.

Hear de Lam’s a Cryin’ — well and firmly into baritone. Contrast with Roland Hayes, who sings it exactly in the same key and register, if Anderson’s voice is a bit woodier in the same range while Hayes’s features a contrasting lightness.

Clip illustrating her speaking voice:

Interview in 1990 — discussing Roland Hayes. Again, a very unremarkable speaking voice, lower than some but she was also quite old here.

David Daniels — Countertenor

David Daniels

David Daniels

South Carolina native David Daniels is a countertenor, a man who sings (often in falsetto but not always) within or substantially within the range called alto when sung by women. He, along with Andreas Scholl, is sort of the flagship countertenor in the world at the moment, and his popularity and the current Baroque revival in opera are not exactly disconnected.

The Baroque period was the last great period of music wherein composers could assume the existence of castrati, men who had been castrated as children to preserve their high, boyish voices. The foundation beneath this was the religious belief that women should remain silent in church and were effectively too profane for sacred music; in order to spare the ears of God from having to endure the voices of women (and yes, I’m walking a fine line of snark here but I’m also being 100% accurate), boys were instead mutilated. Someone must have thought this a more reasonable solution at the time than simply welcoming women to sing in church.

At mid 19th century, the craze for castrati came to an end finally, and most of the parts written for such voices became what are called “breeches” parts, to be sung by women in male costume as no more men existed who could sustain them.

Perhaps in reaction to this, the reality that many men actually could sing such parts, and with all physical attributes intact, went ignored as “tenor” became the highest vocal register associated with male singers. Countertenors were considered curiosities of the distant past.

I’ve seen speculation (that makes sense to me) that the rise of popular music, with its frequent use of the high male voice, has generated a revival of interest in the countertenor as audiences have become accustomed to hearing men singing very high either in falsetto or chest voice, often blissfully ignorant that they were essentially cheering on men who were singing like women.

For whatever reason, the end result is a flowering of interest in operatic countertenors lately, be they falsettist (such as Daniels and Andreas Scholl), or the rare adult male soprano (such as Maniaci).

Unique difficulties surround this vocal type, however. First is that many of the larger opera companies simply don’t do much Baroque in a season. The second is that many voice trainers are unaccustomed to dealing with countertenors. The third is the inherent difficulty of being a man who is essentially naturally taking on any of what has been defined as a female function. Recall that while popular music often doesn’t bother to define a vocalist’s register, opera must do so in order to match vocalist to role within their program; flying “under the radar” as a countertenor simply isn’t possible, and many men pack it in when the post-puberty migration from boy soprano to tenor never materializes. Hence, the belief that men “can’t sing” in the alto range is supported by men who decide to stop singing when it becomes clear that they don’t fit in tenor, baritone, or basso.

There are also some difficulties overcoming the popular perception of the countertenor “sound.” Often, an owly or woody hollowness pervades the voice, and once the listener makes the sudden realization that they might as well be listening to Miss Piggy singing bel canto, that realization cannot be unmade, and taking the music seriously again is, to put it mildly, an uphill climb.

Daniels, happily, has a rich, fruity but not woody sound to his voice, a classic “good” countertenor without the “hoot” that often mars the voice type in opera. His voice has a definite autumn texture to it though, without the unpungent clarion “ring” that often attracts the ear to the high male voice.

Originally a boy soprano like so many other boys who study classical voice, Daniels found that his voice simply did not want to move into the tenor register. After confronting this, he surreptitiously gave the countertenor sound a try, and found it a wonderful fit. Currently, he is doing quite nicely, with several CDs out and a busy tour schedule which will include (yay!) Disney Hall in Los Angeles in March of 2009.

It’s worth noting that Daniels, like many countertenors, has a moderate speaking voice. The increased power in his natural chest voice is part of what allows him to have the power and control to manage his higher singing voice, which requires a fairly impressive amount of breath retention to do well.

David Daniels — Wikipedia entry

Articles and interviews:

Parterre Box interview — very nice, fairly long interview from 1999 where he discusses the process by which he arrived at his voice.

2003 Interview in Paris wherein he discusses singing Handel, specifically.

Good clips illustrating his singing and speaking voices:

Ombra mai fu” — a standard showpiece for the countertenor voice. You can also find nice versions by Dmitri Hvorostofsky and Bryn Terfel, both baritones. Again, if you sing with an unusually high male voice within opera, you’d better like Handel.

Unfortunately, no clip exists of him singing “Vaga Luna,” another nice standard Italian bit of bel canto that he does beautifully well. An exquisite version of this by Luciano Pavarotti exists as well, and is worth it for the comparison of tenor versus countertenor.

A promotional clip for Daniels’s Bach CD which is the concert that will be at the Disney in March 2009. You can hear his absolutely unremarkable speaking voice here.

Michael Maniaci — Male Soprano

Michael Maniaci

Michael Maniaci

Michael Maniaci is a male soprano, and the only one currently working in opera. He grew up singing boy soprano parts, as many little boys do, and when he reached puberty his voice simply never broke. As he states it: “People would say: ‘Oh how sweet, you’re just a late bloomer’,” he recalls wryly. “I had to tell them that everything else had bloomed.”

He’s unusual, but also driven and extremely talented, and hence he has made quite a name for himself singing Baroque operatic roles that had been written for castrati, and are usually now sung by women. His voice is often considered close to the sound of the old castrati since, unlike a typical countertenor, Maniaci does not need to sing falsetto when in that range. His voice is simply that high naturally.

Other male sopranos such as Radu Marian are called “endocrinological castrati,” as their larynxes have indeed remained boyish due to hormone-related issues. Maniaci has no such issues and is otherwise a perfectly normal, healthy adult male — with one exception. The right half of his face is significantly less mobile than the left due to his having been born without complete nerve insertion on that side. It’s not immensely noticeable — his features are pleasant and attractive, and there are plenty of people who tend to raise one eyebrow more than another when they talk — but the two may be related if any lack of nerve insertion in Maniaci’s larynx prevented it from responding in the normal way to his testosterone.

However, Maniaci is very much his own creature and it would be a mistake to classify him as today’s castrato. He was not trained in the old school of castrato singing, and his style is very modern — operatic but modern. Also, while his larynx did not slide all the way into adulthood, the rest of him certainly did, leaving a youthful but still male voice in the body of a fully grown man, with the resonance of an adult male chest, throat, sinuses, and so forth. He does not sound like a boy, he certainly doesn’t sound like a typical adult male, and he doesn’t sound like a woman.

For a more historically accurate castrato sound, listeners can turn to the equally unique Radu Marian, whose voice is considerably lighter and higher (and not to my taste) than even Maniaci’s due to an apparent endocrine situation that left not only his larynx but also the rest of him relatively youthful. Compared to Marian’s extremely lemony voice, the relative richness and acoustic complexity of Maniaci’s becomes more obvious, as does the fact that he is not equivalent to the old castrati.

Happily, Maniaci’s capacity for hard work and his excellent musicianship are the equals of his voice, or else he would be nothing more than a passing curiosity. And it’s important to realize that, while he is unique in the world of opera, Mother Nature never does anything only once. Other men have voices as high as his, many of whom have even sung for a living — in popular music. One quick listen to an interview with Neil Sedaka makes clear that other men have had the capacity to sing as high as Maniaci or nearly so, if only opera and classical music had not relegated the male soprano, mezzo, or alto to the dustbin for the entire 20th century.

Maniaci is unique in the world of opera, but not unique on Earth by any means. He has not come along as a once in a lifetime event to bring opera back to its Baroque roots; it’s opera itself that has come around to those roots once again, after a century of avoidance, and has consequently made it possible for men like Maniaci to pursue the classical careers that would not have been possible before this current revival.

Michael Maniaci — Wikipedia entry

Interviews and articles:

The Man with the 300-Year Old Voice — popular press article, and a good one.

Michael Maniaci on high singing Idomeneo — another good article and interview, and one that delves a bit beyond just shop-talk.

Interview with Opera Today — a basic but excellent article describing the uniqueness of both his voice and his career.

Rising to the occasion — another article in Opera Today discussing an absolutely brutal experience wherein Maniaci had to learn 350 pages of music in about ten days before taking on Meyerbeer’s “Il Crociato in Egitto.”

Clips to listen to and watch:

Pieno Il Core di Timore” by Handel

Chi perde un momento” also by Handel

Nice clip with some discussion of just how castrato-like Maniaci is, discussion that is much better illustrated by simply comparing Maniaci’s high but (at its core) adult male voice with Marian’s extremely unusual and childlike one.

Maniaci talks about his voice — you’ll note that his speaking voice is high and light but still boyish, in other words, male. He does not sound like a woman, nor does he sound like the typical countertenor, who often speaks in a perfectly unremarkable baritone.

O tu divina fe” by Meyerbeer — if you sing with a high male voice outside of popular music, you’d best like Baroque.

Just testing this thing

I’m a little ambivalent, mostly because this blog was a gift to me so that I could participate in “political” posting … just as I decided that I had to pull away from political posting before my eyes exploded. *sigh*

So I’ll probably either make trivial posts, post nothing, or else put up a random collection of posts about stuff of interest to me, heavy on language phylogenetics, opera, Welsh language and history, countertenors, and handcrafts. We’ll see what happens.

I’ll try to spare you junk about my cat.