Wilhelm Peterson – Berger

Wilhelm Peterson-Berger (1867-1942) is not unknown: Everybody knows him. In Sweden. He studied in Sweden and Dresden, Germany, where he also later taught music himself. For the longest time he then was a critic in the newspaper Dagens Nyheter in Stockholm, where he was notorious for his harsh opinion of everything he hadn‘t written himself.

„Critique MUST be subjective-MUST be personal!“ They say he got slapped in the face more than once by enraged artists and composers. He wrote all kinds of music: operas, symphonies, concertos, but his best works are his songs; in my opinion some of the finest ever written.

• Längtan heter min arvedel/Longing is what I inherited
• Som stjärnorna på himmelen/Like the stars in the sky
• Musik bewegt mich/Music moves me (to think of you)
• Aspåkerspolska