Casual purchasers might well pass over this disc on 
          the grounds of its rather short overall measure and the fact that it 
          is a recording of a live performance (one put on by The Engish Poetry 
          and Song Society in Bath during March 2002). They would be wrong to 
          do so on both counts: on the latter, the performances (and the excellent 
          recording) have immediacy and convey a genuine sense of occasion, with 
          audience noise kept to an absolute minimum, while on the former count 
          the repertoire is of particular interest to lovers of English song. 
        
 
        
Dorset, to many of us, means Thomas Hardy and he is 
          significantly represented here. Holst is not especially known for his 
          solo songs and such as he did write he did not value highly. Yet the 
          two examples on this CD get the recital off to a good start and the 
          extrovert The Sergeant’s Song is indeed well known, particularly 
          as an encore. Finzi also set the same poem (as part of Earth and 
          Air and Rain), arguably even better. His many Hardy settings have, 
          since his death, been grouped into "cycles" ("sequences" 
          might be a more appropriate term) and though I Said to Love (six 
          songs) is not as often heard as some other Finzi sequences there is 
          much to treasure in it: the February bleakness of At Middle-Field 
          Gate, the characteristic lyricism of I Need Not Go and, notable 
          for its gentle jog-like rhythm, For Life I Had Never Cared Greatly 
          and the strikingly expansive, even portentous, qualities of the 
          title song, last and longest of the sequence. 
        
 
        
The remaining songs have lyrics by a Dorset poet whose 
          bicentenary was celebrated in 2001. William Barnes (1801-86) was successively 
          clerk, teacher and clergyman and a close friend of Hardy. Vaughan Williams’ 
          songs to Barnes’ poems, sometimes in dialect, all come early in his 
          output, dating from the years 1901-03 and are gloriously fresh in their 
          invention. Easily the best known of them is Linden Lea, probably 
          the first Vaughan Williams composition of any length to achieve wide 
          currency. This was probably composed, and certainly first performed, 
          hundreds of miles north of Dorset, in South Yorkshire, at Hooton Roberts, 
          the family home of VW’s great friends, the Gattys. But the other songs 
          – Blackmwore Maidens and The Winter’s Willow have almost 
          a folk-like quality – are also well worth hearing. Arthur Somervell 
          is an underestimated figure (A.E. Housman’s A Shropshire Lad recalls 
          for us VW or Butterworth, perhaps Ireland or Moeran, rather than Peel 
          or Somervell and the latter’s Tennyson cycle Maud is fine, too) 
          – The Mother’s Dream is Victorian in feel and idiom (it dates 
          from 1915) but is more than a ballad. Clive Carey (1883-1968) will be 
          a name unfamiliar to many. A composition pupil of Stanford, he pursued 
          a career as a singer and operatic producer; he began setting The 
          Starlight Express in 1915 but Elgar was then given the nod for this. 
          The Spring is a nicely-rounded imagination; its occasional chromaticisms 
          perhaps prevent us from categorising it as a ballad. 
        
 
        
Finally – though they occur in the programme between 
          Finzi and Vaughan Williams – we have the five best songs from the EPSS’s 
          2001 composers’ competition in which entrants were required to set a 
          Barnes’ poem. Adjudged the best was Roger Lord’s Come, with its 
          beautifully fluent vocal line (Corn a-turnen yollow, placed fifth, 
          is briefer but has the same quality) and its magical ending in which 
          the word "come" fades away into nothingness. Brian Daubney 
          is well known to many BMS members and his evocation of a rural thunderstorm, 
          placed second, is imaginatively done. Alison Edgar and Judith Bailey’s 
          longer settings both have points of interest, not least in the accompaniments 
          – ostinato-like in Jeäne, pictorial in the rather episodic 
          The Wind at the Door. Taken together the five songs offer stimulatingly 
          varied responses to a poet who is perhaps still undervalued. 
        
 
        
All these composers, well known or not, find a sympathetic 
          advocate in Stephen Foulkes. He is sonorous, unfailingly musicianly 
          in his interpretations and outstandingly clear in diction (all the words 
          are, however, reproduced in the booklet). Colin Hunt is a responsive 
          accompanist, making the most of his not inconsiderable opportunities. 
          Balance between the artists is excellent and all told this is another 
          winner from Dunelm Records which, I repeat, no-one who professes an 
          interest in British song should ignore. 
          Philip Scowcroft  
        
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