This is a tremendous coupling. The very name “London Mozart 
                  Players” will, I am sure, conjure up fond memories for many 
                  users of this site. These performances are taken from LP sources: 
                  HMV CLP1031 and Club National du Disque CND310. Note that both 
                  pieces were originally issued on the plum-label CLP disc, so 
                  one can only guess that the Club National disc comes in because 
                  of cleaner surfaces?. The present disc gives CLP031 as the HMV 
                  number, but then it also gets the catalogue number of the Mozart 
                  wrong, too, giving K314. 
                  
                  The intense musicality of the London Mozart Players, an enduring 
                  trait throughout their recordings, is immediately in evidence 
                  in the performance of the Salve Regina. The solo quartet 
                  is beautifully chosen, intoning the text as one. When the solo 
                  lines unfurl and individuals get to shine, it is - perhaps unsurprisingly 
                  - April Cantelo who shines, her pure voice a consistent source 
                  of joy. Blech finds drama, too, when the score demands, and 
                  just listen to the unaccompanied violin line around the eight 
                  minute mark in the Salve Regina to hear real lamentoso 
                  playing. 
                  
                  The choir, too, is expert - try the purity of exposed soprano 
                  lines in the central “Eja ergo advocata nostra”. From the orchestra, 
                  one should highlight the sweet oboe contributions. 
                  
                  The recording of the “choruses” - nothing more specific is given 
                  - tends to intensify any blurring. Remember, this is before 
                  any scaled-down “period” performances. Comparison with the two 
                  major recordings of this work in the catalogue - Bruno Weil 
                  and Nikolaus Harnoncourt - tends towards the useless as they 
                  hail from different eras and therefore different musicological 
                  vantage points. 
                  
                  The, to our ears, heavy chorus suits the Mozart better, perhaps, 
                  as the composer plays off chorus against soli in the Kyrie/Christe. 
                  Once again Cantelo is magnificent. As mentioned above, the sources 
                  are LPs, and the occasional muffled click is audible (track 
                  5). Blech finds rhythmic spring, too, to contrast with the heaviness 
                  of his Crucifixus, and inspires his chorus to real vigour 
                  in the Et resurrexit. There is some shrillness to the 
                  upper ranges of the violins that can distract in louder passages, 
                  but one forgives all when confronted with the sweetness of the 
                  violins’ opening of the Benedictus. And just listen to 
                  the discipline of the upwardly rising violin scales at the end 
                  of that same movement to hear how well disciplined and rehearsed 
                  the players were. Heavenly beauty is reserved for the opening 
                  of the Agnus Dei. Once again it is Cantelo who hypnotises. 
                  There are preferable modern versions, perhaps prime amongst 
                  them Schreier (on Philips), yet Blech and his considerable forces 
                  hold their own undeniable charms. 
                  
                  I like the way the back cover of the disc gives URLs to not 
                  only the record company’s website, but also a 1999 
                  obit of Harry Blech. There’s a link to a German Wikipedia 
                  article on Blech that seemed not to work at the time of writing. 
                  Also on the debit side, there are no printed booklet notes whatsoever. 
                  
                  
                  Colin Clarke