Comparative Review 
              http://www.musicweb-international.com/classrev/2004/Nov04/Hanson_conducts.htm 
              It’s good to welcome 
                back this assemblage of Hanson’s Eastman-Rochester 
                recordings made for Mercury. The collection 
                consists of five well-filled discs with 
                names great and small, though the album’s 
                title can be taken with a grain or two 
                of salt. Some of these might constitute 
                masterworks but not all by any means, 
                or even most. Hyperbole aside what is 
                more valuable even than the time-accredited 
                masterpieces here, is the collation 
                of lesser works by less well known composers 
                such as Bergsma, Kennan, McCauley, Rogers, 
                Phillips and Moore. This is propagandist 
                work to the great advantage of the listener 
                who will doubtless not need reminding 
                that the Mercury tapes sound splendid 
                to this day and no apology need be made 
                on their behalf. 
              
 
              
The first disc is an 
                especially strong one. Barber’s 
                Capricorn Concerto was recorded 
                in 1959. Its occasional spiky brittleness 
                is offset by some neo-classical wind 
                frippery, not least in the Allegretto 
                second movement, and some crisp Stravinskyisms 
                ensure that the finale doesn’t dawdle. 
                Piston’s The Incredible Flutist 
                has received its fair share of recordings 
                over the years but this one with Joseph 
                Mariano has particular zest. Hanson 
                captures just the right kind of solemn 
                entry in the Vendors movement 
                and presents the orchestra’s chattering 
                high winds and sepulchral low brass 
                to fine effect in the Entrance of 
                the Customers. The Siciliano is 
                especially lovely in these hands and 
                adds lustre to the performance as a 
                whole, an entirely sympathetic one. 
                Griffes, one of the big What 
                Ifs of American music, is represented 
                by his Poem for Flute and 
                Orchestra, Mariano once more. Impressionist, 
                yes of course, but with sturdy bardic 
                calls and dancery, a male and female 
                opposition successfully resolved. 
              
 
              
This disc also contains 
                those small pieces by Kennan, McCauley 
                and Bergsma. Kennan’s Three 
                Pieces for Orchestra certainly waste 
                no time in getting confident; this is 
                bold and colourful occasional music 
                but any more reflective moments saved 
                for the central Nocturne. McCauley 
                has his Five Miniatures for flute 
                and strings - Mariano again – which 
                is warm in its well-orchestrated fourth 
                movement and flirts with a fugato in 
                its finale, somewhat unnecessarily, 
                as he obviously had the compositional 
                heft to stick to his guns. Bergsma, 
                who died in 1994, was a Hanson pupil 
                and contributes a ballet suite, which 
                has its colour and pantomimic moments 
                very much on show, and with some heady 
                percussion in the Sinister Dance. 
               
              
 
               
              
You won’t go far wrong 
                with Hanson’s Ives recordings, 
                a brace of which give us the heart of 
                the second disc. Three Places 
                is evocative and the Symphony recording 
                still registers with powerful immediacy 
                even after nearly fifty years. Detached 
                from this set it would make for a solid 
                recommendation even when racked up against 
                the competition. Schuman’s New 
                England Triptych is notable for 
                the clarity of the wind playing and 
                for the percussion, with the beneficent 
                wind choirs in When Jesus Wept 
                being of especial beauty. The hymnal 
                conclusion of the three is recorded 
                with magnetic immediacy – the percussion 
                really blaze. Mennin’s Fifth 
                Symphony is the most recently recorded 
                – May 1962 in, as always in this series 
                of discs, the Eastman Theatre in Rochester. 
                Compact and cogent the Fifth has a trenchant 
                evolutionary logic, not unlike Rubbra’s 
                – it even suggests a certain dourness 
                of scoring – that impresses more and 
                more. Mennin was a disciple of Hanson’s 
                and his teacher was better placed than 
                most to evaluate and present the symphony, 
                which he does with compelling clarity. 
                There are some Bliss-like string moments 
                in the Canto, rapt and evocative, 
                and a punchy, craggy finale full of 
                plausible Rubbra-esque blocks. 
              
 
              
The third disc gives 
                us Morton Gould’s Spirituals 
                of which there are five. Gould manages 
                to blend gorgeous liquidity of string 
                lines with a pungent syntax which, for 
                all the searing and occasional brashness, 
                always roots these studies in seriousness. 
                Yes, there’s the easeful charm of the 
                Sermon and also the "pizz 
                and percussion" snap of A Little 
                Bit Of Sin but the Protest 
                reasserts deeper significance before 
                allowing the open air Jubilee 
                to run riot; just a touch too much cow-pokery, 
                perhaps. The full Fall River Legend 
                ballet music has recently been recorded 
                by Naxos but here we get the far more 
                familiar concert suite, cast in six 
                movements. The Church Social 
                remains a high point of Hanson’s conducting, 
                the Copland hues studded throughout 
                never thoughtlessly brought forward, 
                but rather adding their own layer of 
                influence to those of the hymnal and 
                the wistful abstraction Gould so richly 
                evokes. Barber’s Medea appropriately 
                carries on the ballet theme and fuses 
                rhythmic verve with the romantic impress 
                of The Young Princess, the crypto-cinematic 
                with the spare reflectiveness of Kantikos 
                Agonias.  
              
 
              
The fourth disc is 
                a pleasing though undemanding one. Chadwick’s 
                Symphonic Sketches are 
                rich in late Romantic burnish, though 
                they do have a more than passing yen 
                for the salon. There’s plenty of natural 
                warmth in the second of four; the third, 
                called Hobgoblin, acts as a Scherzo. 
                MacDowell earns an honoured place 
                by virtue of his Suite, which sounds 
                for all the 
                world like sketches for an unwritten 
                Dvořák opera (at least the opening 
                movement does) – except when he sounds 
                like Schumann and his foresty winds. 
                There’s a pleasant bonus of Johann 
                Friedrich Peter’s little 
                Sinfonia in G, whose overlong presto 
                opening movement is fortunately capped 
                by some spirited and galant writing 
                later on. 
              
 
              
The final disc brings 
                us some intriguing work from Douglas 
                Moore. His Pageant of P.T. 
                Barnum is ebullient and colourful 
                but also manages to encapsulate some 
                genuinely noble cantilever with a second 
                movement rich in a spiritual-like melody 
                akin to Sometimes I Feel Like A Motherless 
                Child. The warm winds and lazy string 
                melody of Jenny Lind is captivating 
                and the finale reverts to the rousing 
                Barnum frolics that opened the work. 
                This would make a grand concert piece, 
                were anyone inclined to bring dazzle 
                and vigorous warmth to their programmes. 
                Carpenter is represented by his 
                Adventures in a Perambulator, a 
                suitably up-to-the-minute title for 
                a forward-looking composer. In truth 
                it’s not his most striking work but 
                it’s admirably scored and has a waltz 
                really worth dancing to and also a touch 
                of Impressionist arabesques in the movement 
                called Dogs. Americana is reserved 
                for the finale, which is wistful and 
                certainly the only movement that proclaims 
                the nationality of the composer. To 
                follow we have Bernard Rogers’ 
                Once Upon A Time, subtitled Five 
                Fairy Tales. These are most deftly done, 
                from musical box rhythmic japes, through 
                the stasis of The Song of Rapunzel, 
                taking in some puckish treble glimmers 
                to the final percussion driven movement, 
                which seems to leave us hanging in mid-air. 
                It’s no great surprise to learn that 
                he studied with Frank Bridge and Nadia 
                Boulanger because this is seriously 
                cleverly scored. And so finally we reach 
                Burrill Phillips, whose Selections 
                from McGuffey’s Reader ends the 
                set unpretentiously, with light-hearted 
                Americana and a deal of romantic warmth. 
                Nothing outstanding - but splendidly 
                performed. 
              
 
              
The notes are rather 
                skimpy for a set of this size. Given 
                the relative obscurity of some of the 
                composers we should have had much more. 
                But the discs are well filled and the 
                set is available at a more than tempting 
                price. You can safely purchase this, 
                with performances as authoritative as 
                are Hanson’s and performed with such 
                relish and affection, and so well recorded 
                too. 
              
 
               
              
Jonathan Woolf 
              
see also review 
                by Rob Barnett