As with artists and 
                painters, the banding together of a 
                group of creative minds, linked in spirit 
                rather than expression, has some justification, 
                even if only to maintain the philosophy 
                of "united we stand……" 
              
 
              
Here the unifying element 
                is the proximity of the river Severn 
                which brings together on its banks, 
                this diversity of composers ranging 
                from the Georgian Ivor Gurney, who died 
                in 1937, to the youngest of the set, 
                the 28 year old Richard Barnard. 
              
 
              
The honours are in 
                one sense equally divided – with a dozen 
                or so compositions by contemporary utterance 
                sharing the space, though not the time, 
                with around a dozen pieces by Gurney. 
              
 
              
Nevertheless it is 
                difficult to equate the philosophy of 
                Gurney (who wrote "Autumn is the 
                strongest in memory (1) of all the seasons. 
                To think of Autumn is to be smitten 
                through most powerfully by an F sharp 
                minor chord that stops the breath and 
                wrings heart with unmeasurable power………(2)) 
                with the trenchant armoury of contemporary 
                sounds from younger men whose tutelage 
                included such thinkers as Cardew, Keller 
                and Tippett. 
              
 
              
Yet Peter Jacobs is 
                to be congratulated for the careful 
                programming – for somehow or another 
                he has inserted the Gurney Preludes 
                into the recital so that the shock of 
                transition is less that one might have 
                expected. Especially is this true of 
                the ‘Fragment’ which, though Brahmsian, 
                sounds quite modern – and Jolyon Laycock’s 
                "L’Abri Pataud" which, (tho’ 
                inspired by a French shrine) seems to 
                echo the meanderings of the river – 
                takes over from the D major Prelude 
                without jarring – just as does the unfinished 
                F sharp Prelude (almost a first try 
                at the D flat) (that dedicated to Mrs 
                Chapman and probably the finest of all 
                the Preludes) moves to the opening of 
                Raymond Warren’s "Monody". 
              
 
              
These beautiful and 
                evocative pieces of Gurney are nevertheless 
                strange bedfellows for the other pieces 
                on the disc. Gurney’s piano solo piano 
                writing has been dismissed as feeble 
                by the received opinion of the 1960s/1970s 
                by those insensitive to the powerful 
                spiritual impulses that affected the 
                creative output of post-Great War energies 
                in this country pieces are not simply 
                delicate pastorals but have a harrowing 
                nostalgia nowhere more moving than in 
                the aforementioned D flat Prelude (the 
                4th bar of which seems to 
                me the essence of the Georgian temper.) 
                Necessarily at odds with this, the philosophy 
                of the younger men, far removed despite 
                a second World Conflict from that of 
                Gurney, has conflict, but little darkness. 
              
The opening of the 
                Sonatina of Geoffrey Self is cheerfully 
                energetic – it reminded me of Walter 
                Leigh, and curiously was originally 
                conceived in terms of the clavichord. 
                The unassuming slow movement with its 
                Delian moments is followed by an attractive 
                Rondo. 
              
An Irish folksong, 
                its opening bars suggestive of pibroch, 
                is framed by "various layers of 
                melody" and some menacing percussive 
                interjections in Richard Barnard’s piece. 
                This is followed by a set of six short 
                pieces by Steven |Kings, organised around 
                the curious idea of God being represented 
                by ‘pointing fingers trying to reach 
                the moon’ – ending in a seventh slow 
                set of variations, the obscure tonality 
                and spacious registration suitably lunar. 
              
Susan Coppard’s child-like 
                ‘Round and around’ she describes, aptly, 
                as "Bach in an Israeli madhouse" 
                By contrast John Pitts’ selection from 
                his decorative Aires and Fantasies is 
                more companionable – the 2nd 
                Fantasy (his No 5) based enigmatically 
                on a Bach Prelude, with some rich and 
                evocative chords. I would have liked 
                to hear more of this music. The hesitation 
                before the Nocturne by James Patten 
                is, we are told part of the piece – 
                six seconds of silence which, abruptly 
                broken, explores somewhat abrasively 
                the static harmonic effects of overtones 
                above a single bass note - ending, or 
                so it seems, with the six seconds silence 
                repeated? The second Nocturne here (his 
                No 4) is more conventional with repeated 
                atmospheric chords broken only briefly. 
                How it relates structurally (as we are 
                told) to a Becket stage direction is 
                neither explained nor immediately apparent. 
              
The Dorian Dirge by 
                Sulyen Caradon was written after the 
                death of a friend and is solemnly expressive. 
                This is followed by Raymond Warren’s 
                almost birdsong-like first movement 
                of a Piano Sonata – and the Chaconne 
                being the last movement. It seems a 
                pity that the intervening movement(s) 
                were omitted, as this is attractive 
                music. 
              
 
              
The CD is by way of 
                an inaugural recital (23.2.05) for the 
                Severnside Composer’s Alliance which 
                was formed in 2003. Further information 
                can be had from their website at www.severnsidecomposers.all.att 
                – not all of them represented on this 
                disc. It will be interesting to see 
                how this project develops. 
              
 
              
								Colin 
                Scott-Sutherland 
              
                
                
- see Cardus " the music tells 
                  us only of the bloom that was on the 
                  hour, long ago"
 
                
              
              a propos of Delius. 
                (A Delius Companion John Calder 1976 
                p90) 
              
 (2) Gurney goes on 
                to feel that musical expression is the 
                only way to convey the ‘Springs of Music’ 
                , "such as the Severn valley- such 
                as a hedge unclipped covered with hawthorn 
                mounting over rolling beyond the skylight 
                of a little gracious hill - the first 
                breathing of the air of night" 
                (The Springs of Music – Musical 4terly 
                july 1922) Poignantly he later wrote 
                the poem that ends "Do not forget 
                me quite, O Severn meadows"