Clarity is an Australian
clarinet quartet and the foursome has
adventurous ears. The opener is especially
poignant as it was recorded very shortly
before the death of its composer, London
reedman Billy Amstell, whom some will
remember from his dance band days and
for his amusing autobiography Don’t
Fuss, Mr Ambrose. Ninety-one is
a grand age and Amstell was an adornment
on the musical scene so it’s especially
gratifying to hear his Stick o’Liquorice
in this arrangement by Paul Harvey.
There’s a peppy Palladium feel to it
in this version with uncredited percussion
work and a bass clarinet acting as a
string bass rhythm section. Belgian
composer Raymond Decancq contributes
Two Contrasts, though the Bartókian
title is not relevant. These are warm
and feeling pieces, with hints of neo-classicism
in the first and a jaunty boulevardier
spirit in the second (think of the opening
of Honegger’s Cello Concerto and you’re
in the right area).
Mari Miura, the Japanese
composer, has written an entertaining,
impressionist-flecked Francophile, compact
five-movement Fantasy. The clarinet
sonorities are cleverly deployed here,
from driving animation to still and
reflective and a Fauré like chanson
that sits at the heart of the Twilight
Pavane – early Fauré, mind.
The wide-ranging geographical conspectus
continues with the High Life jazz of
Ulla in Africa, Heiner Wiberny’s
joyful if brief recollection of an all-Africa
tour with the Cologne based WDR Big
Band of which he was a member – an alto
player to be precise. The WDR is a formidable
outfit and Wiberny taps something of
Abdullah Ibrahim’s loose Township shuffle
very nicely.
Paul Harvey’s Quartet
is an affirmative and excellently conceived
affair, taking in baroque tints and
a jovial scherzo and ending with a Toccata
and the Fugue, the last named taking
on Alec Templeton in its eyebrow-cocking
jazz-isms. Terry Stirzaker’s Waltzing
Matilda variations certainly catch
the ear. There are more baroque sounding
themes here – the clarinet quartet
is an ideal arena for summoning up those
reedy David Munrow sounds – but also
a naughty polka (with slide whistle?)
and Debussy. Stirzaker, a man clearly
on first name terms with the Good Doctor
Humour, ends with lonesome cowpokery.
I was greatly taken by Yvonne Desportes’s
Normandie Suite with its birdsong
and haze. And then there are some encore
pieces; Piazzolla (groan), Byrd (excellent
sonority) Satie (a bit obvious), Johann
Strauss (fizzy) and Gershon Kingsley’s
1972 top twenty hit Popcorn (you’ll
recognise it if you heard it; I like
Josquin and Rubbra Quartets but even
I knew it).
So a pleasurably diverting
disc from four venturesome musicians
who like some sly fun whilst also relishing
more sonorous and sophisticated things.
Fine recording values, good notes and
an all round spirit of engagement. No
po faces here and God knows the scene
has its fair share, so instrumentally
eloquent performances such as these
can be enjoyed guilt-free.
Special commendation
to Nicole Canham for her arrangements.
Jonathan Woolf