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King’s College Choir at
Christmas :
Choir of King’s College Chapel, Cambridge /
Stephen Cleobury (conductor) Town Hall, Birmingham
20.12. 2008 (GR)
Fill in the blank - Christmas …………….. ? Many
responses might spring to mind – crackers and cards,
presents and puddings, and so on, and so on. One
tradition ongoing since 1928 is the ‘Festival of Nine
Lessons and Carols’ broadcast by the BBC on Christmas
Eve from King’s College Cambridge. This year however,
inside Birmingham’s Town Hall, Director of Music,
Stephen Cleobury also gathered his choir for a
programme of Christmas music on Dec 20th
2008, and they brought their voices with them. But
this wasn’t your run of the mill Christmas Fayre –
that was immediately outside the
concert hall in the guise of a huge German Market,
courtesy of the burghers of Frankfurt. Chalk,
cheese and Bratwurst, so to speak!
As it happens, the first three items on the
programme did hail from Germany, all conceived around
‘The Thirty Years War’ struggle for both political
and religious eminence (1618-48). The lack of harmony
between the warring factions was partially offset by
the wealth of liturgical music composed during that
period, particularly that written to celebrate the
birth of Christ. King’s Choir opened with Puer
Natus in Bethlehem by Samuel Scheidt. Moving on,
the boy trebles were as one in a Magnificat of
Hieronymus Praetorius, closing the piece with a
beautiful ringing Amen. Next the choir had an
interesting polyphonic conversation in Hodie
Christus Natus Est by Heinrich Schütz.
The current College organ scholar Peter Stevens had
been underemployed to this point. This dramatically
changed as the programme stepped forward two hundred
years to an Olivier Messiaen organ solo – a
spectacular manifestation of how the musical styles
of Christmas had changed. The Town Hall pipes were
given a thorough examination; both artist and organ
came through with flying colours in Dieu Parmi
Nous from La Navitité du Seigneur. The
piece was particularly memorable for the range of
notes displayed: the base pedal notes reverberated
among us; the bird songs trilled from the top
manual to represent the angels; the extremely long
and impressive final chord expressed the power and
constancy of the Almighty. Fantastic!
Poulenc’s Quatre Motets pour le Temps de Noel
was equally entertaining. The choir distinctively
conveyed the words of each text – the mysterium
sacrementum of the first, the positive message
from the shepherds in the second, the delicacy of the
gifts from the wise men in the third and the glorious
celebration of that first Christmas in the fourth. It
was a fitting climax to the first half.
A Magnificat from Rachmaninov began the second
half; sung in Slavic, the boys having done their
homework. I thought the basses excelled in this
number while Cleobury revealed the full dynamic range
of his ensemble. A Spotless Rose from Howells
opened with a tenor solo; the beautiful final note
led to some wonderful harmony from the trebles, altos
and basses. Many people’s favourite followed –
Darke’s setting of Rossetti’s In the Bleak Mid
Winter.
I found the 15th century English words
of Judith Weir’s Illuminare, Jerusalem and
John Joubert’s There is no Rose hard to
follow, although the Birmingham composer’s piece was
tuneful.
Stevens gave another organ solo, the short and sweet
In Dulci Jubilo from Bach, but this paled in
comparison to the Messiaen number.
The programme closed with Vaughan William’s
Fantasia on Christmas Carols. The baritone
messenger introduced an element of drama, but I
missed the orchestral accompaniment.
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose. This was
true and yet however much nostalgia a concert of this
kind might evoke, comparisons with the cherished
performances of King’s from the era of David
Willcocks would not go away. Perhaps it was the
absence of that unique sound only a cathedral or high
ceiling stone building can deliver, possibly the
missing candles and cassocks, maybe a missing spark
or two, but I left slightly deflated at the end of
the performance.
Geoff Read