A bargain price collection of Coplandiana of CBS/Sony 
          tapes which have not otherwise found their way into other themed series 
          and sets on this label. This handful of recordings functions well as 
          a conspectus for the timorous explorer as well as for the collector 
          who wants to fill gaps. Both will bless the bargain price. 
        
 
        
After a rather languid Fanfare comes an idiomatic 
          Rodeo with Louis Lane and the Cleveland Pops slurring and jazzing 
          it to their (and our) heart's content. A good version with some theatrical 
          trumpet contributions reminding me of the cross-echoes between Copland 
          and Malcolm Arnold. Three years down the turnpike the same trumpeter 
          treats us to some grass-roots liquid playing in An Outdoor Overture. 
          This overture is great entertainment - think of it as a sort of counterpart 
          of Moeran's Overture to a Masque or Bax's Overture to Adventure 
          - a sort of American ENSA wartime overture. The parallels are pretty 
          close. This version does not have the vivacity of Copland's own recording 
          with the LSO but is very good. 
        
 
        
The Red Pony suite 
          is in seven movements. Previn's sense of theatre predictably benefits 
          the music which is given with the sort brilliant pointillistic colouring 
          you find in good Janáček and Prokofiev interpretations. 
          This music is innocent and poignant - close to Arnold's music for Whistle 
          Down the Wind. 
        
 
        
The disc's culmination comes with the grandeur of Lincoln 
          Portrait. Adlai Stevenson is not as dramaturgically impressive as, 
          say, Charlton Heston (Vanguard) but his sincerity is patent. The effect 
          is spoiled because his voce sounds as if it was dubbed after the music 
          had been recorded. That sense of scale and space so powerful in James 
          Earl Jones recording on Delos and in the Heston is rather watered down 
          here. 
        
 
        
These are healthy analogue recordings from 1958 to 
          1963. Decent notes are provided. Documentation is pretty good; better 
          than the same series' Tchaikovsky concertos disc just reviewed. 
        
 
        
A couple of weaker moments (both coincidentally 
          Philadelphian) do not unduly disturb the recommendation for this gentle 
          Copland entrée. 
        
 
        
        
Rob Barnett