Kilar 
                has not always been the beaming face 
                of contemporary Polish music. In the 
                mid-1970s his works bore the sterner 
                impress of Penderecki. The choral and 
                orchestral work Bogurodzica is 
                an example of something closer to the 
                forbidding face of dissonance and fragmentation. 
                In the Mass recorded here Kilar 
                has profundity in his sights but his 
                language, shaped by the universality 
                of his subject matter, is tonal and 
                communicates without barrier. 
              
 
              
Spirituality 
                has always been there. Kilar's Missa 
                Pro Pace is ambitious in scale and 
                message. Like the recently heard Vasks 
                String Quartet No. 4 the music seems 
                to look back over the twentieth century 
                knowing its slaughters, pogroms and 
                obdurate heartlessness. Rather than 
                despairing the Mass finally sings a 
                reconciling song - sorrowful yet triumphantly 
                calm. 
              
 
              
The 
                Missa is in five meaty sections 
                each allocated its own substantial track. 
                There is no further sub-division although 
                some of the sections are clearly in 
                further episodes. 
              
 
              
The 
                scene is set by a stern-tense adagio 
                where the radiant opulence of Barber-like 
                strings meets the seething tension of 
                a Shostakovich adagio-meditation. There 
                is an unaccompanied Kyrie eleison 
                where the soloists enter in a meditative 
                duet. The following Gloria in excelsis 
                deo (tr.2) tests the massed choirs 
                with pummelling motorism as the singers 
                spit out the words. The echo is inevitable: 
                Orff. The solo voices return in an idyllic 
                intertwining duet like that in Delius's 
                Once I passed through a populous 
                city. Martellato writing for the 
                choir closes the Gloria. 
              
 
              
The 
                centre-point comes in the third track 
                where the undulating movement of Russian 
                Orthodox spirituality is heavy with 
                the fragrance of incense. The choir 
                produce a consistently joyous velvet 
                and auburn glow in the singing of the 
                Crucifixus (tr 3 10.02). 
              
 
              
The 
                sweetly-toned voice of Zofia Kilanowicz 
                who has recorded Gorecki's Third Symphony 
                leads the listener through the Sanctus. 
                It is not to be taken as a criticism 
                if I mention that it has a touch of 
                Rutter about it. This section begins 
                with awed expectation conjured by harp 
                and with a quietly breathing string 
                ostinato. The quartet of singers is 
                strong overall although Rappé 
                is strained. The inter-twining of voices 
                is Monteverdian in the ensemble at 7.53. 
                Magical moments include, at 13.02, the 
                semi-chorus singing a distanced Dona 
                Nobis Pacem. 
              
 
              
In 
                this work there is nothing of the stage. 
                The music has none of the barbaric thrumming 
                of Bogurodzica. The gentler profile 
                of Kilar's score for the film The 
                Ninth Gate is a more relevant reference. 
                 
              
 
              
Kilar 
                takes the Brucknerian way of the sincere 
                head-bowed composer, the servant of 
                his message. 
              
Rob 
                Barnett