For devotees of Swiss 
                composer Frank Martin, this CD might 
                be indispensable, although the same 
                performance of the Cello Concerto does 
                appear on Q Disc’s 14-disc collection, 
                Bernard Haitink: the Radio Recordings. 
                (Granted, you have to buy the entire 
                box to get it.) Taped from live performances, 
                these are totally winning recordings. 
                In addition, both of these pieces seem 
                to be rare on disc, which is a bit of 
                a surprise given their high quality. 
              
 
              
The superb cellist, 
                Jean Decroos, is the soloist in the 
                Concerto, originally written for Pierre 
                Fournier and dedicated to Paul Sacher, 
                and the work is cast in three movements 
                that are all approximately the same 
                length. The Allegro moderato, 
                opens with an impassioned phrase for 
                the cello alone, which is then joined 
                by the orchestra. This is followed by 
                a gentle, introspective Adagietto, 
                and then the somewhat quizzical, elegant 
                Finale vivace. Decroos attacks 
                the piece with great vigor, not sacrificing 
                precision in the process. In the second 
                movement, Decroos weaves in and out 
                of the ensemble with a beautifully fluid 
                touch. One of the photographs in the 
                booklet shows him shaking hands with 
                Martin, so I daresay Mr. Decroos speaks 
                with some authority – the performance 
                certainly sounds that way. Further, 
                in his eloquent hands this work stands 
                as a contender for consideration as 
                one of the world’s great cello concertos. 
                I was not familiar with the piece before 
                this hearing, but have played it four 
                or five times since the recording arrived. 
              
 
              
The Four Elements 
                was written for Ernest Ansermet’s eightieth 
                birthday, and is a short, impressionistic 
                study of each. Earth opens with 
                a fanfare, a sort of "tuning" 
                effect, and then the orchestra makes 
                a relentless stride until the end repeats 
                the opening. Water has a swirling 
                feel that reminded me somewhat of parts 
                of Ravel’s Daphnis et Chloe, 
                and Air is notable for some winsome 
                woodwind parts. Fire is the most 
                frenzied of the four, with yet more 
                echoes of the Earth motifs here 
                and there, and then that fanfare appears 
                again, before the work ends quietly. 
                Martin’s colors are appealing, in a 
                more tonal idiom than most, even during 
                a period when others were exploring 
                more atonal systems of composition (some 
                of which still pester listeners to this 
                day). The suavity in these pieces reminds 
                me of the elegance of Stravinsky’s Pulcinella. 
                I can’t imagine the average classical 
                listener not responding to Martin’s 
                mellow glow. 
              
 
              
The live ambience is 
                quite pleasant, with occasional audience 
                noises evident but hardly distracting, 
                and some tape hiss but not enough for 
                my ears to care, and I will confess 
                to a preference for modern sound in 
                general with recordings. The orchestra 
                plays beautifully, with a warm, well-blended 
                tone that suits the material nicely. 
                Given the recording dates, just five 
                years apart, this project also serves 
                as a nice snapshot of the group’s excellent 
                work with Haitink during that decade, 
                and for those who admire this conductor, 
                this may be an essential purchase. One 
                small caveat is the total CD time, which 
                is just shy of 45 minutes. That might 
                have been all right in 1980, but in 
                2004, I’d have included a third, even 
                a fourth, Martin work just to make consumers 
                happier. 
              
Bruce Hodges