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Her voice is absolutely extraordinary. The higher her register, the stronger her
tone, pouring out in a molten flow of shining beauty, always administered with iron
control: nowhere is there a waver, a weak patch, or a telltale husky breath. Not
that she's feeble singing in her boots: Ah! mio cor, from Handel's Alcina, is
enough to prove that. She's so flexible too, almost double-jointed: some of her
coloratura runs, leaping from nowhere, fast and agile, can knock you over with
surprise. And it's not just Petibon's voice. It's also the dramatic impulse running
alongside, pulsing and throbbing in step with every expression of sorrow or revenge
in the texts. Her colours are nailed to the mast in the opening track from
Sartorio's Cleopatra, in which she celebrates Cleopatra's seductive charms with
whoops, deliberately flattened notes and a hot erotic whisper. Andrea Marcon's
Venice Baroque Orchestra keeps up to speed with drums, castanets and massive foot-
tapping �lan. After that onslaught, timid listeners might start to quake. But
Petibon and Marcon have the good sense to ration their wilder flings. Fast and slow
numbers alternate. No theatre tricks impinge on Handel's Lascia ch'io pianga, the
most famous aria on the disc, delivered with serious, moving simplicity, or
Porpora�s solemn Morte amara, from his long-forgotten opera Lucio Papirio. The
uncovering of unfamiliar items is one of the recital's subsidiary joys. I feel
better for meeting Sartorio's brazen Cleopatra, also Stradella�s Salom�, who urges
Herod to show "a little kindness" by slicing off John the Baptist's head. But the
chief joy remains Petibon, dynamic and sensitive, siren-voiced. After this disc, I
am her devoted slave.
Record Review / Geoff Brown, The Times (London) / 23. April 2010