“Vaughan Williams 
                  may not have been a great technical conductor, but he knew how 
                  his music should sound”. The words are those of RVW’s friend 
                  and biographer, the distinguished critic, Michael Kennedy. I 
                  suggest that anyone hearing this revelatory CD would be bound 
                  to agree with that verdict.
                
Because Vaughan 
                  Williams was not thought to be a great conductor he was rarely 
                  invited to record his own music. This is in stark contrast to, 
                  say, Elgar, Walton or Britten, all of whom recorded their own 
                  music extensively. Yet the evidence of that boiling, incandescent 
                  recording of his Fourth Symphony that RVW set down with the 
                  BBC Symphony Orchestra on 11 October 1937 shows that he was 
                  a vivid communicator of his own works (Dutton CDAX 8011). That’s 
                  long been a prized part of my own collection, as has the recording 
                  of Dona Nobis Pacem, in an earlier transfer, but I never 
                  thought we’d uncover a recording of him conducting what is perhaps 
                  his finest symphony.
                
This performance 
                  of the Fifth comes from the 1952 Henry Wood Promenade concerts 
                  at which all six of the symphonies that RVW had written to date 
                  were played in honour of his forthcoming eightieth birthday. 
                  It’s worth remembering that the symphony had been premièred 
                  at the Proms just nine years earlier, also under the composer’s 
                  baton. According to Alan Sanders’ very interesting note the 
                  broadcast was recorded off-air onto a long-playing acetate disc 
                  by an engineer named Eric Spain. The results are quite remarkable. 
                  To be sure, there is some surface noise but it is never intrusive 
                  and a remarkable amount of detail and perspective has been captured. 
                  There seems to have been no attempt made to edit out the audience 
                  noise between movements and this adds to the sense that we are 
                  eavesdropping on an event. However, no applause is retained 
                  at the end and while I usually like to hear some applause at 
                  the end of a live recording – a minority view, I suspect – on 
                  this occasion I don’t mind.
                
As to the performance, 
                  well it’s a very fine one. There are a few orchestral fluffs 
                  but nothing too serious. Vaughan Williams gives a reading that 
                  is direct and unfussy but one that also conveys admirably the 
                  wonderful poetry of this radiant symphony. The first movement 
                  proceeds serenely yet it has a quiet inner strength. When the 
                  music quickens (at 5:11) RVW obtains lightness from the strings 
                  but the melody in the wind and brass has a hint of darkness. 
                  When the climax of the movement arrives (8:10) it has an unforced 
                  majesty.
                
Much of the music 
                  of the second movement is characterised by what I’d term a rugged, 
                  rustic lightness. In places it suggests to me the ‘Rude Mechanicals’ 
                  of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. There are some occasional 
                  frailties in the playing but generally speaking the BBCSO responds 
                  well, giving a delightful account of the piece. At the very 
                  end the music dissolves up into the ether.
                
How moving it is 
                  to hear Vaughan Williams direct the glorious slow movement, 
                  containing as it does so much music from Pilgrim’s Progress, 
                  the visionary work that had occupied him for so many years. 
                  He achieves a real hushed intensity at the very start and there’s 
                  a lovely cor anglais solo. This ravishing movement shows Vaughan 
                  Williams’s lyrical gifts at their peak. Everything about this 
                  reading seems so right and he builds up to a glowing climax 
                  before allowing the music to die away in peaceful tranquillity.
                
The finale is a 
                  joyful movement and it comes across as such in its creator’s 
                  hands. There’s a real sense of hope in this music, despite its 
                  genesis in the dark days of war and RVW puts that across effortlessly. 
                  The gentle benediction of the coda is handled sensitively and 
                  with satisfying simplicity. The composer said of his Fourth 
                  symphony that it was what he “meant” and I think that’s true 
                  also of this deeply satisfying performance of the Fifth.
                
It used to be thought 
                  by some commentators, mistakenly but understandably, that the 
                  Fourth symphony was a depiction of the gathering political storms 
                  in Europe in the 1930s. In fact the cantata Dona Nobis Pacem 
                  is, surely, a much more direct artistic response to those menacing 
                  times and it’s amazing to find that Vaughan Williams, having 
                  produced such a searing work in the run-up to the Second World 
                  War, then penned a pacific work like the Fifth symphony while 
                  the conflict was at its height.
                
The performance 
                  of Dona Nobis Pacem presented here was given just a month 
                  after the work received its first performance from the Huddersfield 
                  Choral Society under Albert Coates. When Vaughan Williams came 
                  to broadcast it for the BBC he had the services of the same 
                  two soloists who had taken part in the première. This performance 
                  has appeared on CD before (Pearl GEMM CD9342) but this present 
                  release is claimed as its first authorised release. Presumably 
                  the source for this Somm issue is the BBC itself for Alan Sanders 
                  comments that this “is one of the Corporation’s few pre-war 
                  music recordings to have survived”. The Pearl booklet states 
                  that the source for their issue is “a private acetate transcription”.
                
I can state unequivocally 
                  that an A/B comparison shows that this Somm transfer completely 
                  supersedes the Pearl effort. The Somm disc is brighter, clearer 
                  and has an almost visceral impact compared with the Pearl. Not 
                  only that, the new transfer reports much more detail in both 
                  the loud and soft passages. Indeed, following with a vocal score 
                  I was amazed at how much inner detail is revealed – for example 
                  in the third section where the choir divides into eight parts, 
                  singing quietly and unaccompanied (cue 14 in the vocal score). 
                  It is simply staggering how vividly this recording speaks to 
                  us more than seventy years after it was made.
                
And the performance 
                  is vivid too. In the first movement Renée Flynn’s voice is caught 
                  with real presence – as is the case throughout the performance 
                  – and she sings marvellously. When the orchestra and chorus 
                  enter Vaughan Williams obtains some impassioned results. The 
                  second movement is a setting of RVW’s beloved Walt Whitman, 
                  as are the third and fourth movements. “Beat! beat! drums!” 
                  the choir sings. It’s a frenzied movement and Vaughan Williams 
                  whips up a real storm. The brass and percussion sound really 
                  vivid. The chorus parts are not easy, as I know from personal 
                  experience, but the BBC Chorus acquits itself valiantly. They’re 
                  rhythmically accurate – no mean feat in itself, especially in 
                  unfamiliar music - and the composer inspires them to singing 
                  of genuine fervour.
                
The third movement, 
                  ‘Reconciliation’, is at the centre of the work in more ways 
                  than one. Roy Henderson is a most dignified and moving soloist. 
                  Here there’s further evidence of Vaughan Williams’s conducting 
                  skill, for examples of subtle rubato abounds in his account 
                  of this movement and this could not have been achieved by someone 
                  who didn’t know what they were doing on the podium. It’s a most 
                  beautiful movement and the performers rise to great eloquence, 
                  none more so than Henderson, especially as he sings of the soldier 
                  finding his enemy’s corpse in its coffin. Whitman is, for my 
                  taste, somewhat mawkish here but Vaughan Williams in his music 
                  and Henderson in his singing transcend that.
                
The third and final 
                  Whitman setting is the celebrated ‘Dirge for Two Veterans’. 
                  There’s great cumulative power in the march that forms the basis 
                  of much of this movement. Vaughan Williams builds the tension 
                  purposefully and with skill and patience. The huge climax at 
                  “I hear the great drums pounding” is powerfully achieved as 
                  is the potent passage for orchestra alone a few pages later 
                  (5:09). The text is portentous at times, as Whitman so often 
                  is, but Vaughan Williams’s music has strength and conviction 
                  and this enables him to avoid sentimentality.
                
The fifth movement 
                  opens with a masterstroke. Over the sparest of accompaniments 
                  the baritone soloist sings lines from the celebrated speech 
                  made in the House of Commons by the radical MP, John Bright 
                  (1811-1889), in opposition to the Crimean War on 23 February 
                  1855: “The Angel of Death has been abroad throughout the land.” 
                  Here Henderson’s hushed singing is hypnotically powerful. He’s 
                  quite chilling without any theatricality and he generates a 
                  tremendous atmosphere before the choral outburst, “Dona nobis 
                  pacem”. The movement ends on a more hopeful note with a chorus 
                  that, to me, anticipates the concluding pages of the Christmas 
                  work, Hodie (1954). Despite all the trials and tribulations 
                  of the 1930s Vaughan Williams could retain a sense of hope, 
                  if not optimism.
                
Dona Nobis Pacem 
                  is in many ways a work of its time but, in the sentiments 
                  that it expresses, it’s surely a work for our times also. It’s 
                  sincere and impassioned and a very fine piece. I’m surprised 
                  and disappointed that it’s not heard more often. It’s both moving 
                  and exciting to hear it under the composer’s own direction at 
                  a time when it was so new and also at a time when it was so 
                  relevant to the events that had moved him to write it. In this 
                  excellent new transfer the performance comes vividly to life. 
                  As I listened I found myself wondering how many of the performers 
                  may subsequently have become victims of the war that was not 
                  then far off.
                
In this year (2008) 
                  that marks the fiftieth anniversary of Vaughan Williams’s death 
                  I hope there will be many fine performances, broadcasts and 
                  recordings to celebrate his life and music. The year has started 
                  auspiciously with Tony Palmer’s wonderful new film biography, 
                  O Thou Transcendent. However, this superb release from 
                  Somm may turn out to be the most invaluable of all the anniversary 
                  tributes. It’s a mandatory purchase for all lovers of Vaughan 
                  Williams’s music and, frankly, a priceless document.
                  
                  John Quinn