Perhaps 
                  the title of the disc is a little apologetic – I’m not sure 
                  I’d describe Randall Thompson as a ‘byway’ of American music. 
                  His choral compositions are staples of US choral societies, 
                  and his Alleluia has achieved world-wide recognition. 
                  His song-cycle for choir on poems of Robert Frost, Frostiana, 
                  forms the centre-piece of this interesting and impressive disc.
                On 
                  the other hand, such modesty is perhaps becoming, as this recording 
                  is quite a family affair. The composer Stephen Shewan is a graduate 
                  of the Roberts Weslyan College in New 
                  York, an 
                  institution with a formidable musical tradition. His father 
                  Robert was for many years head of the music department at the 
                  college and conductor of its ensembles. He appears directing 
                  the final item on this disc, while other members of the Shewan 
                  family, Paul, Emily and Ruth, crop up on various tracks. 
                So 
                  the performances on this disc are all generated by staff, students 
                  and graduates of Roberts Weslyan College. The listener has to take that on board 
                  and make certain allowances, though I hasten to add that the 
                  standard is extremely high, and all the performances are accomplished 
                  and musically sensitive. 
                The 
                  first track is an extrovert orchestral work, Stephen Shewan’s 
                  Celebration Overture. This confident and likeable piece 
                  combines, perhaps, some of the virtues of two more famous overtures, 
                  namely Shostakovich’s Festive and Bernstein’s rumbustious 
                  Candide. It is brief and effective.
                The 
                  ‘Seven Country Songs’ that make up Thompson’s Frostiana now 
                  follow. Thompson is most easily - though not entirely accurately 
                  - described as an ‘American Vaughan Williams’, with many of 
                  that composer’s qualities. To English ears, though, the American 
                  choral singing will take a fair bit of getting used to; even 
                  though they are confident, committed and extremely well drilled, 
                  the RWC Chorale produce what can only be described as a typical 
                  American ‘Campus’ sound. It’s open, forthright with wide and 
                  unabashed vibrato, particularly in the sopranos. The result 
                  is a certain lack of blend, and the great simplicity of Thompson’s 
                  melodic lines exposes this, at times cruelly. There is also 
                  a distressing tendency to sing just under the note when 
                  the music is soft – something that seriously afflicts the beginning 
                  of the exquisite final song, Choose Something Like a Star. 
                  Vowels, too, get a bit of a mangling - “Use lenguage 
                  we can comprehend” etc. 
                However, 
                  despite all this, the very special charms of this work do come 
                  through, and I would strongly recommend choral directors looking 
                  out for new repertoire to explore this disc. Still with Randall 
                  Thompson, Come in is a hypnotic reverie with little bird-calls 
                  in the solo flute, while A Girl’s Garden is in the same 
                  mould as Copland’s I Bought me a Cat, lively and humorous. 
                  I’ve already mentioned the beauty of Choose Something Like 
                  a Star, which is perfectly capable of standing on its own 
                  as a concert item, but makes a moving conclusion to this lovely 
                  cycle. Apart from anything else, Frost’s poetry is amongst the 
                  finest written in 20th century America – simple, direct yet full of vibrant imagery and inspirational 
                  turns of phrase.
                What 
                  of the remaining shorter pieces? Rod Nelson’s Te Deum 
                  of 1985 begins impressively, with a prolonged crescendo from 
                  pianissimo choir and chiming bells up to a powerful statement 
                  reminiscent of Carl Orff. In the quicker section that follows, 
                  there are unmistakable echoes of the expanded minimalism of 
                  John Adams, sparkling textures in woodwind and percussion contrasting 
                  with more sustained repetitions in the choir. A powerful climax 
                  is reached, followed by a reprise of the opening textures and 
                  an increasingly exultant coda. As with the other works, the 
                  young instrumentalists prove themselves more than equal to the 
                  task of projecting this demanding music. And the worries about 
                  choral style I mentioned above are simply not as relevant here 
                  as they are in the more transparent music of Randall Thompson.
                For 
                  Dancing Hearts and Tunes by 
                  Stephen Shewan is a later (2000) but far less interesting piece, 
                  inhabiting a fairly conventional idiom, with stock choral and 
                  orchestral writing. It does have a nice bounce to it in the 
                  jazzy 5/4 section, but probably tries to cram in a bit too much 
                  variety into its five minutes or so.
                The 
                  same composer’s Light, for choir with percussion ensemble 
                  and solo horn (excellently played by Emily, another Shewan family 
                  member!) is dependant for its effect upon texture rather than 
                  rhythm, and does make good use of the resources of marimba, 
                  vibraphone and glockenspiel. Land of Rest, on the other 
                  hand, the most recent composition on the CD, rather daringly 
                  sets different styles side by side, with a pseudo-jazzy soprano 
                  solo (rather in the manner of Tippett), followed by a strikingly 
                  simple hymn-like response from the choir. Here, the resemblance 
                  of the melody to Swing Low Sweet Chariot was a little 
                  off-putting, but I did enjoy the way the composer manoeuvred 
                  these two opposing musical worlds into close contact. Even if 
                  in the end it doesn’t actually seem to work - again, too much 
                  is packed into too short a time - the effort was worthwhile, 
                  and does suggest that this clearly talented but at present alarmingly 
                  eclectic composer may have hit on a stylistic vein that he can 
                  pursue.
                Unfortunately, 
                  the disc ends with the weakest piece, Nelhybel’s rather dreary 
                  setting of Psalm 150, using musical devices and sounds already 
                  exploited so much more fruitfully by Gabrieli around the beginning 
                  of the 17th century. But, taken overall, the CD is 
                  a pretty impressive musical manifesto for this great New York college. And, who knows, perhaps somebody will now be inspired 
                  to produce a fully commercial modern recording of Frostiana; 
                  it richly deserves it.
                Gwyn 
                  Parry-Jones