It's customary to speak of a composer's style, as if it were
                  set and unchanging; but, in fact, composers tend to try on a
                  number of styles in the course of a long career, forging various
                  bits of them into what becomes that composer's distinct voice.
                  The present brace of first-class performances, volume 5 in the
                  Chandos Shostakovich quartet cycle, finds the members of the
                  Sorrel Quartet not only attuned to Shostakovich's overall aesthetic,
                  but producing a sound appropriate to the very different style
                  of each work (see also review of Volume 6). 
                  
                  The B-flat quartet is marked, "To the Beethoven String Quartet".
                  While I assume this dedication refers to an ensemble so named,
                  it's hard not to think that Shostakovich had that composer in
                  mind while writing this piece. The generally turbulent mood and
                  rhythmic impetus certainly recall Classical models; so do the
                  movement structures, starting with a standard sonata-allegro
                  (complete with "conventional" exposition repeat!),
                  closing with a rondo. The Sorrel obliges with full-bowed, big-boned
                  playing, producing a vigorous sonority which, while dusky and
                  rich, always remains clear and easy to "hear through",
                  appropriate to this substantial, expressive score. 
                  
                  The first movement's rocking second subject is poised, with the
                  bass chord settling vibrantly beneath it. In the development,
                  an elaborately worked out interplay of various motifs, ostinatos,
                  and other rhythmic accompaniments, the Sorrel maintains excellent
                  control. The sustain this throughout the intricate goings-on,
                  with assured co-ordination, marvelously lightening the texture
                  - not just the volume - for the subito piano at 7:10.
                  The slow movement begins with the "thready" sound
                  of octave harmonics, but the cello entry brings a beautiful,
                  contrasting
                  richness; the textures later on are haunting and grave. The
                  finale opens with a sinuous fugato, with the sonority expanding
                  - again,
                  not just getting louder - as the musical weave fills out; the
                  second theme maintains an undulating curve even as it turns
                  dissonant. The subsequent build-up is of symphonic scale. 
                  
                  The E-flat minor quartet is an altogether more "modernist" and
                  disquieting work. The annotator cites Shostakovich's adoption
                  of Schoenberg's twelve-tone system; I don't hear that - too
                  many tones too quickly repeated - but I do hear the Austrian's
                  influence
                  in the hard-bitten, acerbic phrases, while the fragmented,
                  pointillistic textures evoke his disciple Webern. The structure,
                  too, is innovative,
                  with an eleven-minute opening movement followed by five shorter
                  ones; one, the Intermezzo, lasting just under two minutes. 
                  
                  The Sorrels adapt accordingly, fashioning their ensemble from
                  sparer sounds, building up the sonority slowly and thoughtfully.
                  Nor do they content themselves merely with solving the score's
                  intricacies of rhythm and tuning: they inflect the rhythms and
                  draw distinctive character from each motif. The angular waltz
                  in the Serenade harks back to a similar theme in the composer's
                  Fourth Symphony; the atmosphere of the Nocturne is almost
                  soothing, but there's just enough dissonance to keep the listener
                  off-balance; the "piercing" lines of the Funeral
                  March are drenched in tone, continuing the mood even into
                  the recurring chordal, minor textures. 
                  
                  Chandos has a history of over-resonant sound, but here the engineers
                  strike just the right balance: enough ambience to flesh out the
                  sonority of the B-flat quartet, not so much as to compromise
                  the sparse wisps of the E-flat minor.
                  
                  Stephen Francis Vasta