The composer is probably sick to death of reviews of his music 
                  always beginning with references to his career as a boy chorister 
                  when he sang in the famous David Willcocks recording of Fauré’s 
                  Requiem. Indeed this is mentioned on the first page 
                  of the booklet notes to this release. This might perhaps 
                  explain why he has changed his name from Robert Chilcott to 
                  plain Bob Chilcott which is the name employed throughout the 
                  material supplied with this disc of his choral music from the 
                  two-year period between 2009 and 2010. He was certainly “Robert 
                  Chilcott” when he wrote Even such is time in 1993.
                   
                  Here Chilcott writes a Requiem of his own – but the 
                  shade of Fauré remains with him, as well as a hint of a theme 
                  from Karl Jenkins’s Armed Man (at 2:47 and again later) 
                  in the opening movement.* There are two soloists who blend perfectly 
                  into the texture. There is no grandstanding or dramatic posturing 
                  here, but although Chilcott avoids any setting of the Dies 
                  irae with its pictures of the Day of Judgement, the passage 
                  in the Offertorio where the mouth of the lion reaches 
                  out to claim the sinners cast into Tartarus ruffles the surface 
                  of the music with ominous rumblings in the organ and timpani 
                  building to some anguished writing for choir. This is then followed 
                  by a quiet and very beautiful meditation led by the solo male 
                  soloist. This is deeply felt music, and is followed by a setting 
                  of the Pie Jesu for solo soprano. Parallels with the 
                  Fauré setting are again obvious, but the soprano is here joined 
                  by the chorus and the treatment of the words is much more sensuous. 
                  Even the sprightly Sanctus with its jubilant Hosanna 
                  in excelsis gives way to a more contemplative tone in the 
                  Benedictus. In the Agnus Dei the solo tenor 
                  muses over a quiet background of organ and chorus. After this 
                  the composer introduces a setting in English of Thou knowest, 
                  Lord. This brings the most emotionally felt and impassioned 
                  music in the work, and the composer responds with immediacy 
                  to a text that he loves - as he states in the booklet note. 
                  The final Lux aeterna takes the Karl Jenkins-like theme 
                  (*) from the opening movement and expands it an emotional way 
                  that leaves Jenkins far behind. There is no In paradisum 
                  to bring the work to a spiritual conclusion; instead the boy 
                  trebles of the Wells Cathedral choir meditate on the words of 
                  the opening Requiem aeternam. This is a very beautiful 
                  work which, despite the occasional influences of other composers, 
                  is well capable of making an impression in its own right. Unlike 
                  some of the work of John Rutter - which in some ways it also 
                  resembles - it never shows any signs of becoming trite or trivial.
                   
                  The four Salisbury motets are more withdrawn pieces, 
                  with accompaniment by organ only. The opening setting of I 
                  sing of a maiden comes into competition not only with the 
                  setting by Britten in A ceremony of carols but also 
                  with that by Francis Pott from nine years earlier which I reviewed 
                  recently on a Naxos release. Chilcott treats the poem even more 
                  contemplatively than Pott, taking his cue from the words He 
                  came all so still which Britten altogether ignores. When 
                  to the Temple Mary went sets a rather sentimental poem 
                  by John Troutbeck (1832-99) which incorporates a rhymed paraphrase 
                  of the opening words of the Nunc dimittis. Here Chilcott 
                  dispenses with the organ altogether and lends the well-known 
                  text an intensity which Troutbeck’s rhymes lack. The choir sounds 
                  slightly strained in the forte upper passages, but 
                  subside into gently impressionist textures at the words “May 
                  we gently fall asleep and with thee wake.” The setting of Lovely 
                  tear of lovely eye adds a tubular bell towards the end 
                  - played rather reticently by Alfie Johnson, the leading boy 
                  chorister from the Wells choir - to the organ accompaniment 
                  and the melody of the recurring refrain is beautifully treated. 
                  The final Hail, star of the sea most radiant is more 
                  outgoing. We are informed in the booklet note that the original 
                  performance of these motets was given in Salisbury Cathedral 
                  by more than 500 choristers, and one can imagine that the fortissimo 
                  outbursts were positively thrilling; given by the much smaller 
                  forces (34 singers) of Wells Cathedral they can sound rather 
                  under-powered no matter how polished the choir’s performance.
                   
                  The Downing Service gives us settings of the Magnificat 
                  and the Nunc dimittis which are fine in themselves 
                  but nothing special. The composer seems to be overly fascinated 
                  with the rhythmic tricks he employs in the Magnificat, 
                  and less with the meaning of the words themselves. The brevity 
                  of the setting - presumably designed for liturgical use - does 
                  not allow him time for a more involved response. The setting 
                  of the shorter text of the Nunc dimittis is nearly 
                  twice as long, and is much more expressive with a prominent 
                  organ counter-melody which raises the emotional temperature 
                  considerably. The setting of the closing doxology is much more 
                  involving than that given to the Magnificat.
                   
                  The three final items on the disc are all settings of poems 
                  by Kevin Crossley-Holland in the form of carols; the first was 
                  written to a text supplied by Philip Brunelle for his Minneapolis 
                  choir, and inspired the composer to compose the other two. The 
                  poems themselves are gems. The first carol, Pilgrim Jesus, 
                  begins with rhythmic tricks reminiscent of John Rutter, but 
                  develops more contrapuntally; the second, The nine gifts, 
                  affords Chilcott the opportunity for a number of animal and 
                  other imitations which the choir embrace with great glee. However 
                  following the gift of the stone – “the word that is silent” 
                  – the bar of silence which follows could have been extended 
                  more dramatically. The final carol, Jesus, springing, 
                  restores tranquillity and brings the disc to a superbly contemplative 
                  ending.
                   
                  With the reservations concerning the size of the choir in the 
                  Salisbury motets, this is a superbly performed collection 
                  of what are all first recordings. The engineers capture the 
                  acoustic of the cathedral ideally, with a good balance between 
                  choir and organ and the small chamber orchestra in the Requiem. 
                  One would be happy to encounter any of this music again and 
                  one hopes that other choirs will take some of these works up.
                   
                  (*) This is not to say that it is a ‘crib’ from Karl Jenkins. 
                  It is a version of the time-honoured phrase 1-(3)-5-6-5 which 
                  has been used for spiritual ecstasy from time immemorial – think 
                  of the hymn tune York used by Vaughan Williams for 
                  the Holy City in The Pilgrim’s Progress, the German 
                  carol In dulci jubilo, the English hymn Holy, holy, 
                  holy Lord God almighty, and many others – but with a fall 
                  to the fourth instead of the fifth on the final note of the 
                  phrase, which also happens to be the configuration used by Jenkins.
                   
                  Paul Corfield Godfrey