This is the sixth and final volume in Dorian’s 
                impressive traversal of the complete Villa-Lobos quartets (all 
                seventeen of them). The astute mixing of compositional periods 
                is fruitfully maintained – the Fourth dates from 1917, the Eleventh 
                from 1948 – and there is as ever a huge amount of harmonic interest, 
                colour and rhythmic diversity to tempt the ear. On those few occasions 
                that I find the Latin American quartet lacking it’s mainly a matter 
                of tempo relation because otherwise they are commendable guides 
                to the corpus of work. In the opening Allegro con moto of the 
                Fourth I do find them too slow – though there is plenty of relaxed 
                dialogue between the four voices, an elegant conversational counterpoint 
                and a fine, increasingly impassioned coda, strong willed and dynamic. 
                The Andantino, subtitled tranquillo, is by contrast heat hazy, 
                with a fine exchange between viola and cello. Written in his favoured 
                ABA structures the piu mosso brings lissom and freewheeling fun 
                complete with bird cries and exotic figures in a predominately 
                brown hued landscape evoked by Villa-Lobos’s imaginative hand. 
                There are Debussy hints here as well in the frequently gorgeous 
                impressionism. For the scherzo he draws on a favourite device 
                – children’s song in a movement lightly and brightly scored and 
                in the finale there’s more impressively weighty viola sonority 
                and plenty of fugato development. 
              
 
              
There’s a tough triplet start to the Ninth. It’s 
                quite sinewy and has a degree of atonality embedded in it; it 
                yields later to moments of lyricism but the writing remains rather 
                brittle and brisk. As one who thrives on contrast and juxtaposition, 
                it’s not at all surprising that he unfolds now an initially intensely 
                slow Andante Vagaroso. This is harmonically complex, introspective, 
                reflective, arching – with a faster central section – and a kind 
                of Bartókian tension. There are also little folk fiddle 
                insinuations. The Scherzo – actually a poco moderato with the 
                explicit instruction com bravura – is again tough. It’s 
                not as light, dextrous and aerated as most of the quartet scherzi 
                can be and usually are. But the finale is certainly up to scratch 
                – this is one of Villa-Lobos’s rhythmically driving movements, 
                dominated for large tracts by the first violin. There is, however, 
                an excellently frenetic coda, complete with dramatic, theatrical 
                end flourish. 
              
 
              
The opening of the Eleventh is notable for the 
                juxtaposition of fragmentary units. There is in addition a strong 
                neo-classical spirit in the triumphalist unison writing creating 
                its own tension as well as an enhanced sense of colour and drama. 
                Some droning folk fiddles make their unmistakeable presence felt 
                in the second movement that breaks into a peasant dance of real 
                - if brief – vitality and Villa-Lobos reaches for his powerful 
                imitative writing in the Adagio. This is a curiously withdrawn 
                movement, melancholy and compelling. The finale is bright, infectious 
                but there’s also behind this a gimlet eye at work; the direction 
                is unerring and in the B section there’s some quietly uncompromising 
                writing. A master of contrast and colour. 
              
 
              
I’ve reviewed all six in this series with real 
                pleasure and the enjoyment has continued here. The sensitivity 
                and understanding of the Latin American Quartet are palpable; 
                quibbles regarding under-the-tempo movements are minor; their 
                tonal profile is attractive and they are sane and good guides. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf 
              
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