Here are three quartets from the radical early 
                1960s and one from a decade earlier by a revolutionary. Two are 
                by composers who lead the Polish avant-garde. The other two are 
                a leading Japanese composer and a wild and woolly frontier experimenter. 
                The music-making here is from the early days of the Lasalle. It 
                embodies finesse, elite craft, purity of expression and dedication. 
                Virtuoso attainment is demanded by these scores and the demands 
                are fully met by the Lasalle. The two movement Lutoslawski is 
                an exercise in mercurial fantasy, a slippery kaleidoscope of episodes 
                in motion, sinister, exciting, buzzing, creaking, shambling, sprinting 
                and suddenly caught up in mediation or in furious motion. The 
                Penderecki opens in salvoes of 
col legno clicking and clattering, 
                spattering and ricocheting across the spectrum. It’s a compact 
                essay in shock staccato which finds a meditative yet equivocal 
                peace at the close. By contrast the Mayuzumi Prelude while certainly 
                written by a disciple of dissonance also incorporates the sounds 
                of Japanese traditional instruments and manners. Its mood is meditative 
                yet anxious. In addition to the liquid swerving pizzicato there 
                are cleanly spun and long held high notes from the violin. The 
                four movement Cage also has a faintly oriental tang mixed with 
                the characteristic ‘fall’ of Dowland’s instrumental lyrics. Indeed 
                much of this work has a faintly antiquarian grace and spirit which 
                when the music becomes animated can suggest a sympathy with Copland. 
                The sound is stunningly close yet not claustrophobic. The collection’s 
                analogue provenance is belied by the virtual silence from and 
                against which this music emerges. You still need a hardy pair 
                of ears and a resiliently receptive mind. There is much here to 
                stimulate if you persist. The Lasalle were after all the 
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                luxe ensemble for such music well into the 1970s. This issue 
                is graced with a new and typically informative and thoughtful 
                note by Malcolm Macdonald.  
                
Rob Barnett