Pizzini studied with Respighi, so that immediately will give you 
                some clue as to the kind of music on this disk. It is highly coloured, 
                well orchestrated, full of melody and very overtly spectacular. 
              
Al Piedmonte 
                    starts with the kind of rampant brass music which you’ll recognize 
                    from many a Hollywood film; it’s loud and extrovert. The ensuing 
                    slow movement has too much going on to be a true nocturne, 
                    you’d be awake all night with this going on. The last movement 
                    of the triptych is an homage to cars: Fiat!. It’s not as noisy 
                    as Mossolov’s Iron Foundry but it does its best.
                  
The Scherzo 
                    in stile classico is a student composition and I’m not 
                    sure if it’s an homage to the classical style or if it’s meant 
                    to be a pastiche. It certainly tries to capture the charm 
                    of Schubert and Haydn.
                  
Il poema delle 
                    Dolomiti is a symphonic poem in four movements. The first 
                    movement depicts the sunrise and creates a big climax – Pizzini 
                    loves his full orchestral sound – which is complemented by 
                    The Flower-filled meadows where, “Peace is over everything 
                    … amid the calls of the shepherds, the ardent song of life 
                    arises …” This is quite delightful – Delian with more modern 
                    harmonies. The third part depicts the lake of Carezza and 
                    is a scherzo, full of delicate writing. This leads into a 
                    loud movement, where “warlike trumpet blasts and volleys of 
                    bullets as the combat rages.” A joyous, and again loud, ending, 
                    is had by all.
                  
              
Sarabanda per archi, 
                Omaggio a Corelli is a nice little piece, if somewhat square. 
                Grotte di postumia was inspired by a trip the composer 
                took to the caves of Postumia, north of the Istrian peninsula. 
                It’s a set of eleven variations on an original theme. We start 
                back in Hollywood, then come Respighi’s marching men in Rome, 
                which is followed by more travelogue music, with a slight hint 
                of Rimsky’s Scheherazade, ending with some more Delius. 
                Then it gets loud, with a reminiscence of the Polovtsian Dances of Borodin. Scheherazade 
                re-appears on solo violin then a saxophone takes us into a nightclub, 
                aided by more Hollywood string writing. Am I boring you? I’m bored. 
              
This music really 
                    seems quite faceless to me. There are, as I see it, two problems. 
                    First of all Pizzini is far too overly reminiscent of other 
                    composers - Delius, Miklós Rózsa, Respighi, Rimsky, Borodin 
                    and others. Secondly, his style is limited: the music never 
                    goes anywhere, it never takes flight. The climaxes are all 
                    the same, the orchestration is always the same, there is no 
                    real personality behind the compositions. It’s obvious that 
                    Pizzini owes a lot to Respighi and like a lot of lesser composers 
                    - the same could be said of some of Hindemith’s pupils - he 
                    seems to have found it almost impossible to get away from 
                    his teacher’s influence.
                  
              
The sound is a bit 
                hard on the ear, which doesn’t help the big climaxes which are 
                somewhat strident. I am sure that the performances are as authoritative 
                as one could hope for. However, even at the price, I cannot find 
                it in my heart to tell you that this music is worth the outlay. 
                Buy some real Delius, Rózsa or Respighi; you’ll enjoy them much 
                more.
                
                Bob Briggs