I imagine Leoš Janáček sitting at the table for breakfast on a Sunday, enjoying the spring sun. In the middle of the Great War, that should be the main subject of the newspaper. And then a piece of news draws his attention: finally, the mystery of a young peasant who had disappeared in Wallachia without any trace has been resolved. After many speculations, they came to the conclusion that he left home out of choice. In some papers which have been proved to be his diary, Janík (this is his name) [...]

We say Schumann and Heine and think of Dichterliebe. It's understandable, because Dichterliebe is the composer's best-known cycle, but it is neither the only nor the first cycle by Robert Schumann with poems by Heinrich Heine. The first one is the Liederkreis, which, as I told you a few years ago when I presented it, was also the first cycle he composed (needless to add that it was 1840) and the first work for voice he published. A few days ago, I thought I hadn't listened to it for a while, as much as I [...]

If I tell you that I'm talking about melodramas in this article, you might think about Douglas Sirk's films or Wilkie Collins' novels. But that's not the point; the melodrama I'm talking about is the piece in which a spoken declamation is accompanied by some music written for that text, in order to enhance the dramatic potential of the voice of the actor or actress. Because, in this case, we're not talking about singers; at least, in theory, because in practice, the thing is quite ambiguous.

My dearest, I send you this music postcard from the city where I'm spending my holiday.

I always try to pick a song that gives you a clue about the place; it was difficult other years, but this time there was plenty to choose from, because it caught the attention of many writers of the Romanticism (i fact, of many artists of every time). For example, Irish poet Thomas Moore dedicated some poems to the city after visiting it in 1819.

The aim of serenades is seduction, but it's not unusual that, in Art Song context, they are somehow sad. For example, in a well-known serenade, Schubert's Ständchen, the music of the third, last stanza makes us think (always depending on the interpreters) that there is more distance between him and her than he would wish. Another example of a sad serenade, maybe more obvious, is the one I'm proposing today, Des Abends kann ich nicht schlafen gehn by Johannes Brahms.