This most enjoyable collection was recorded in 2009, the 150th
                anniversary of the consecration of George Gilbert Scott’s
                chapel at Exeter College, Oxford. It is conducted by Alistair
                Reid, Senior Organ Scholar at Exeter College. Apart from a list
                of members, numbering some twenty-eight singers, there is no
                information about the choir itself, but a photograph shows them
                to be very young. 
                
                I had never heard Howells’ 
One thing have I desired before.
                A setting of four verses from Psalm 27, it presents Howells at
                his most perfumed, the highly charged harmonies perhaps more
                than the text requires or can stand. That said, the composer’s
                admirers, myself included, will have no doubts about it. It must
                be fearsomely difficult to sing all those chords in tune! 
                
                The young-sounding voices of Exeter College are set a real challenge
                in the two pieces from Parry’s glorious 
Songs of Farewell,
                especially when it comes to lines such as “I know myself
                a Man, which is a proud and yet a wretched thing”. A stray
                B flat creeps in where it shouldn’t just before the end
                of 
I know my soul hath power, but these are satisfying
                performances nonetheless, even if they sound just a little like
                work in progress when set beside the superbly prepared and executed
                performances from the choir of Trinity College Cambridge and
                Richard Marlow, first released on Conifer in 1967. 
                
                After the lovely performance of Harris’s tranquil, organ-accompanied
                anthem, 
Behold the tabernacle of God, Stanford’s
                Op. 164 
Magnificat comes as complete contrast. Unaccompanied,
                this exuberant, joyful work would tax the endurance of any choir.
                Certain passages might almost have been written in direct homage
                to the double choir writing of J. S. Bach, and these passages
                of rapid figuration could be more crisply delivered than they
                are here. And though the performance as a whole is a convincing
                one, there is a slight tendency to rawness in the singing when
                the going gets tough. 
                
                Jonathan Dove is one of those composers whose music is both approachable
                and recognisably modern. His 
Ecce beatam lucem is beautifully
                written for choir and organ, the textures perfectly complementing
                each other. The music is suffused with light and energy, a fine
                representation of the wonders of creation as explored in the
                words. I can think of no higher praise than to say that as soon
                as one has heard it one wants to hear it again. Less convincing,
                to my mind, is 
The Three Kings, an unaccompanied setting
                of a poem by, of all people, Dorothy L. Sayers, and composed
                for the Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols at King’s College,
                Cambridge in 2000. There is a wide range of mood in the piece,
                from the fragile opening to the exuberant passage just before
                the final section. Try as I might though, I don’t feel
                that the composer’s heart was in it. The performance is
                a fine one, though again one has the feeling that a little more
                experience would help security in the trickier passages, just
                as it might have rendered more convincing the rather dutiful
                arpeggios that occur at two points in 
Ecce beatam lucem. 
                
                Barely a hint of insecurity betrays the youth of the singers
                in a convincing performance of Howells’ 
Coventry Antiphon,
                written for the consecration of the new Coventry Cathedral in
                1962, to a few carefully chosen lines from Isaiah and Haggai.
                This superb and moving short work could have come from the pen
                of no other composer. Holst’s 
Nunc dimittis, for
                double choir, finds the composer in surprisingly forceful mood,
                especially the closing Gloria Patri. John Gardner is characteristically
                boisterous in 
We have a strong city. 
                
                The finest of the three pieces by Jonathan Dove is probably 
I
                will lift up mine eyes, commissioned for the chapel’s
                150th anniversary in 2009. Whilst it is not always obvious what
                it was in these 
particular words that prompted this 
particular music,
                there can be no doubt that the combination of striking, held
                chords, both in the choral and organ parts, with canonic writing,
                results in a piece which is mightily impressive and extremely
                beautiful. This listener did not find the closing chord as harmonically
                ambiguous as does Alistair Reid, writing in the notes, but his
                view that it represents in musical terms the notion of the eternity
                of God’s promises is a convincing one, and the device would
                seem to be more appropriate here than at the even more inconclusive
                close of 
Ecce beatam lucem. Jackson Hill’s piece
                is less challenging musically and with a less powerful sense
                of the composer’s own musical personality. It is calm and
                tranquil, though the element of mystery contained in the words
                has perhaps not fully found its way into the music. It is a lovely
                piece, nonetheless, beautifully written for choir and organ,
                and I will return to it with pleasure. The recital ends with
                another fine Harris anthem for double choir which closes in tranquillity
                with an Amen whose final chord is nonetheless, rather surprising. 
                
                It’s a cruel world, and judging this choir against the
                finest, one or two weaknesses can be noted. There are fleeting
                moments, usually barely more than a suspicion, that the group
                is approaching the limit of its technical capacity. Poise is
                occasionally lacking, and sometimes confidence too, particularly
                in the men’s sections when singing alone. One should not
                make very much of this, however, as excellent tuning can be set
                against it, as may the attractive overall sound and skilful balancing,
                not to mention the fervent advocacy of a fine and challenging
                programme. The choir is caught in a natural acoustic, and the
                playing of the two organists, Richard Moore and Joshua Hales,
                is exemplary. Collectors interested in the ever-evolving British
                choral tradition should not hesitate.
                
                
William Hedley