Barati's music sounds typically 1960s modernist. Textures 
          are masterly. Dissonance is employed. If you take the thornier moments 
          from Malcolm Arnold's Seventh and Ninth symphonies and imagine them 
          without the communicative lyricism then you have a fair approximation 
          of Barati. Similar parallels can be found with Humphrey Searle. His 
          countryman, Bartók, might well be seen as a point of departure 
          for this music although Barati is far far tougher. He must have imbibed 
          deeply of Roger Sessions' symphonies. The music of Sessions (with whom 
          he studied) is denser than Barati's but Barati just as uninhibitedly 
          ploughs his own furrow with no feints towards accessibility. In the 
          symphony a wispy melancholy appears in the andantino tranquillo although 
          this music is not tranquil. Barati deals in mood and atmospherics in 
          the outer movements and they certainly ripple with incident but symphonic 
          direction is not obvious. 
        
 
        
The two Chants date from thirty years after 
          the symphony. While the symphony is something of a 1960s museum piece 
          the Chants seem to have more to say. Both were prompted by the 
          devastating death through breast cancer of his daughter Lorna at the 
          age of 39. That was in 1992. The Chants have the bearing of 19th 
          century tone poems (and the titles could easily have been those of unknown 
          works by Glazunov) though the idiom is determinedly 20th century. The 
          constructional 'bricks' include tiny cells, instrumental lucidity, an 
          aversion from tunes (though one of some nobility emerges at 11.37 in 
          Chant of Light), clarity, pecking activity, clattering and tinkling 
          percussion. If Chant of Light is designed to provide a foil to 
          Chant of Darkness (the latter written in the immediacy of bereavement) 
          then the light is aspired to through darkness. Those realms are further 
          recreated through the Chant of Darkness which was written, contrary 
          to his usual method, straight into full score. The slow-motion 'lightning 
          strikes' (11.30) of the massed violins add a protesting voice to the 
          nerveless propulsion through a kingdom Barati had no wish to explore 
          but through which he was impelled by grief and anger. 
        
 
        
Paul Horsley contributes truly valuable notes and, 
          unlike the Naxos Barber English-only series, are also in German, Spanish 
          and French. Mr Horsley reminds us that Barati was one of many Hungarians 
          who have contributed to world, and especially US, culture with 
          a value and éclat out of all proportion to his birth-country's 
          minuscule population (only 10 million people). Barati fled his homeland 
          during the 1930s having studied with Leo Weiner and with Kodaly. He 
          studied in the States with Sessions at Princeton and became a US citizen 
          in 1944. He played cello under Monteux at the San Francisco Symphony, 
          then from 1950 to 1968 was principal conductor of the Honolulu S.O. 
          He died in 1996 following a still unsolved street crime in Los Gatos 
          where he was struck severely on the head. He died 11 days later. His 
          wife, Ruth, whose effort and support brought this recording into existence, 
          died in 1999. 
        
 
        
The orchestras are never less than good and the acoustics 
          allow every detail to register. By a small edge the superior tracks 
          are those from the Czech orchestra and Válek; these are also 
          the more impressive works. 
        
 
        
Barati is here the unrepentant, even proud, exponent 
          of modernism and his Chant of Darkness stands out as the most 
          gripping work in this company. It is surely lit by a tragic compulsion 
          that I did not sense in the other two works. 
        
 
        
        
Rob Barnett