Lionel Tertis, a campaigner for the viola as a solo 
          instrument, entitled his book on the subject, 'Cinderella No More'. 
          This CD then must surely illustrate the emancipation of the bassoon 
          in a solo role, exploiting its more lyrical aspects. While the voice 
          of the bassoon is characteristically full of a kind of pathos, and has 
          had its more comic aspect exploited to some degree, none of the composers 
          here represented have been tempted, Disney-like, to treat the instrument 
          less than seriously. 
        
 
        
Two of the pieces on this recording - those of John 
          Addison and Peter Hope - are certainly light- hearted, even jazzy, with 
          those of Eric Fogg and Arthur Butterworth in more serious vein. What 
          does strike one forcibly is that despite its idiosyncratic sound, the 
          bassoon blends well as a solo voice and can be extremely expressive 
          in a romantic sense. 
        
 
        
Here at last is an available recording of the Concerto 
          of Eric Fogg, a work I heard and loved so many years ago. I have been 
          in love with the memory and I'm delighted to say that it is for me no 
          less memorable in performance now, than it has been in retrospect. There 
          are three movements including a bright allegro vivace (whose 
          extremely long cadenza gives the curious impression of the soloist playing 
          a duet with himself). The second movement's lovely long-breathed tune 
          - a kind of Celtic melody - is expanded over a kind of slow march rhythm 
          - and the finale hints at exotic, Spanish colouring. It demonstrates 
          clearly its allegiances in the musical ambience in the UK between the 
          wars, yet has not dated, distinctive enough to sound entirely individual. 
        
 
        
Addison's work is entitled Concertino - defining its 
          lighter aspects despite the somewhat portentous cadenza which opens 
          both first and second movements. I sense a French influence - not so 
          much musical as aesthetic - with the second movement developing into 
          a kind of alcoholic waltz à la Ibert. The melancholy song 
          of the third movement (the nearest approach to the comic) is followed 
          by a cheeky giocoso - all colours which one might expect to be found 
          naturally in the palette of a composer of film music, in which role 
          he is better known. 
        
 
        
Peter Hope also styles his work 'Concertino' - and 
          after the opening 9/8 melody, unfolded over a rocking harp accompaniment, 
          unashamedly employs ragtime, a quasi-Blues (not however expressive of 
          4 o'clock in the morning but a kind of lonesome mood alleviated by some 
          exciting xylophone patterns,) and a final calypso/tango. 
        
 
        
Arthur Butterworth believes that there is a melancholy 
          aspect in any lonely summer landscape - and his choice of the bassoon 
          for a work he calls 'Summer Music' rather than ‘Concerto’ is entirely 
          appropriate. With the solo instrument being more in a concertante role 
          than concerto the work, though in three movements, becomes more of an 
          elaborate tone poem. His view of Nature is pantheistic coming close 
          as it does to Bax and Sibelius. Many of his compositions seem to begin 
          with a kind of primeval growl, and like Bax his experience of Nature 
          is essentially solitary. His is a distinctive voice and it is regrettable 
          that, with four Symphonies (he has just completed his Fifth!) unrecorded 
          (when Bax, Rubbra and Vaughan Williams, and others have their symphonic 
          canon available in sets) the composer of music as rich in association 
          as this should feel so despondent as to seek solace in art! To have 
          reached opus 113 mostly with orchestral compositions that demand what 
          Bax called 'the Egyptian labour' of scoring is no small achievement. 
          No minimalist he! 
        
 
        
All in all this is a welcome addition to what I imagine 
          must be a very small repertoire, and Graham Salvage is an ardent advocate. 
          
          Colin Scott-Sutherland 
        
See also review 
          by Philip Scowcroft 
        
See Arthur 
          Butterworth website