Florence Foster Jenkins  -  Glory Human Voice   (Sony 888837660020)
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Florence Foster Jenkins  -  Glory Human Voice   (Sony 888837660020)
V2393. FLORENCE FOSTER JENKINS, w.Cosme McMoon (Pf.): The Glory (????) of the Human Voice, incl. Songs by Liadov, McMoon & Bach; Arias from Zauberflöte, Lakmé, La Perle du Brésil & Die Fledermaus; Cosme McMoon interviewed by Chick Crumpacker; Jenny Williams & Thomas Burns: A Faust Travesty (in English). Sony 888837660020


“Florence Foster Jenkins is empirically the worst singer that ever drew breath - if, that is, one can dignify what she did as singing or admit that the excruciating sounds she emitted involved the exhalation of God's pure air. Prevented by her Pennsylvania father from studying music in Europe, Florence eloped with a doctor to Philadelphia and, after their divorce, founded a Verdi Club with money inherited on her father's death. She gave a début recital in 1912, designing her own costumes which she changed no fewer than three times in an evening. What she lacked in tonal quality, she made up for in tulle. Her head was crowned with a basket of flowers. Polite society, of which she was a pillar, received her efforts . . . politely. The Jenkins recital became a social perennial, graduating to the lesser halls of New York as her celebrity gathered pace. Her last recital was at Carnegie Hall in October 1944, when she was 76 years old, but her voice can still reduce a certified depressive to helpless hilarity. If nothing else, Florence Foster Jenkins added greatly to the comedy of life on earth.”

- Norman Lebrecht, 31 Aug., 2005

"Florence Foster Jenkins - dean of the coloraturas, first lady of the sliding scale.... She was exceedingly happy in her work. It is a pity that so few artists are. And the happiness was communicated as if by magic to her hearers, who were stimulated to the point of audible cheeriness, even joyous laughter and ecstasy, by the inimitable singing."

- Robert Bagar, THE NEW YORK WORLD TELEGRAM, 26 Oct., 1944

“Mme Jenkins’ visits to the studio were a distinct and radical departure from the customary routines of the many artists for whom Melotone has recorded. Rehearsals, the niceties of volume and pitch, considerations of acoustics – all were thrust aside by her with ease and authority. The technicians never ceased to be amazed at her capacity for circumventing the numerous problems and difficulties peculiar to recording. She simply sang; the disc recorded.”

- Melotone Recording Studio, 1946 brochure

“I suspect that most of us who don't sing fail to appreciate how hard it is to navigate classical singing. Well, these hilariously bad performances by the redoutable Florence Foster Jenkins (1866-1944) will surely cure that deficiency!

‘Madame Jenkins was born in 1868 in Wilkes-Barre (Pennsylvania), as the daughter of a rich banker. She was crazy about music, even in her younger years, but neither her father nor her husband of later years - a businessman who was worth millions - did much to encourage her interest in music and singing. Following her wedding she was appointed chairwoman of a Verdi Club, which she soon supported financially, and she organized a major ball once a year under the title of 'The Ball of the Silver Larks' - staging the event with a great deal of pomp, tulle, and even more kitsch!

She soon began performing herself at these annual events, presenting her vocal talents in a number of settings and usually wearing self-designed costumes, which were magnificent but at the same time totally ridiculous. Throughout the years she started staging these performances with an increasing amount of professionalism and even booked the large ballroom at the Ritz-Carlton in New York once a year, presenting her vocal performances in front of an audience she had usually picked herself. Tickets were very much in demand and amazingly these events were always sold out, in spite of the shocking admission fees. Her performances were legendary and not one of Jenkins' vocal recitals came to an end without at least three changes of costume!

As a woman of considerable weight her matronly figure seemed to float onto the stage. She then positioned herself - totally convinced of herself and her vocal abilities - in front of the concert grand and started to sing - or started to create the sounds that could almost be described as singing! She normally wore long flowing robes with huge angel's wings sewn onto the back, with a crown of flowers in her hair. On other occasions she was covered in tinsel, sequins and tulle and would throw flowers from a small basket into the audience.

Following her divorce she took a risk, going all out for major success - she hired the Carnegie Hall! Her performance took place on 25 October 1944 and she was able to present her bizarre show to a major audience - for the Carnegie Hall was completely sold out weeks in advance, in spite of the horrendous ticket prices, and the concert grossed some six thousand dollars!

It seems the fuss surrounding this affair was too much for the seventy-six year old, for just one month later - on 26 November 1944 - Florence Foster Jenkins passed away. Unfortunately, there are very few recorded examples of her vocal performances so that future generations of music lovers have to make do with the rare and precious samples of this very individual but equally unique singing star.

It remains to be said: Florence Foster Jenkins was convinced of herself and her vocal abilities and she truly considered herself to be an artist of great standing. Her audiences, however, considered the whole thing to be more of a huge joke.

About the only thing I can add to that is: ‘Cosme McMoon’, Jenkins' piano accompanist who reportedly played from behind a large screen (such modesty!), is rumored to have been Edwin McArthur (born 1907 in Denver), who made many ‘legitimate’ recordings as both pianist and conductor. Ironically, he was the favorite accompanist of another singer of somewhat greater distinction - the Wagnerian soprano Kirsten Flagstad!”

Happy listening!”

- Jeffrey Lipscomb