Tigran
                      Mansurian is perhaps a name unfamiliar to many in Western
                      Europe. He doesn’t get even a mention in Norman Lebrecht’s ‘Complete
                      Companion to 20th Century Music’ which is a
                      serious omission. I have to admit that I was introduced
                      to his work not so very long ago by a student of the Conservatoire
                      where I work, with the performance of some of his songs
                      and chamber work in a lunchtime concert. The ECM booklet
                      is typically enigmatic in terms of biographical information,
                      but a quick web search will tell you that Mansurian was
                      born in Beirut, his parents moving to Armenia in 1947.
                      He has since become one of Armenia’s leading composers.
                      His early work was serial in orientation, but his mature
                      oeuvre has a more modal character, and such are the works
                      on this disc.
                
                 
                
                
                Mansurian
                      writes movingly on the subject of the poet Yeghishe Charents,
                      who was born in 1897 and died in Yerevan (where Mansurian
                      now lives) in 1937, a victim of Stalin’s persecutions. ‘The
                      sound and the pliant rhythms of his poetry … form the roots
                      and the point of departure of my music. The sound is the
                      rough quality of Charents’ language, the consonants reminiscent
                      of heaps of boulders, the seemingly torn poetic forms.’ Mansuarian
                      has chosen poems relating to the relationship between life
                      and poetry, the ‘ars poetica’ theme which is a recurring
                      motif in Charents’ work. The poems are given only in English
                      translation in the booklet, but the imagery is clear, and
                      Mansurian’s settings sympathetic – most often expressive,
                      but rhythmically pungent and energetic where required.
                
                 
                
                This
                      is easily accessible music, quite often simply written
                      in largely homophonic choral settings, allowing the poetry
                      to speak as directly as possible without elaborate contrapuntal
                      trickery or overly complicated word-painting. These pieces
                      were written over an extended period of time, the composer
                      only working on the project ‘when the music itself yearned
                      to be composed.’ Such personal and honest expressions deserve
                      recognition, and ECM is once again to be congratulated
                      on their refreshingly adventurous programming. 
                
                 
                
                The
                      Armenian Chamber Choir is a superbly disciplined and well
                      integrated ensemble – no unwelcome diva’s poking through
                      the choral texture. Only in the final extended movement, And
                      Silence Descends, does a soprano rise in a climactic,
                      arching musical gesture above the rest of the choir. You
                      wouldn’t know that this was a live recording, and there
                      are no extraneous noises. Readers who cherish Michael Nyman’s
                      1989 ‘Out of the Ruins’ will understand a little of what
                      I mean about the special choral sound which both recordings
                      share. There is a resonance in the Armenian language which
                      you just do not get in Western choirs, or even Russian
                      ones for that matter – a certain glottal openness which
                      gives the music a timeless, ageless quality. 
                
                 
                
                At
                      a little over 45 minutes you may think this is a little
                      on the short side, but there is plenty going on here, and
                      Mansurian’s work with this poetry deserves to stand alone.
                      Lovers of beautifully composed choral music should treat
                      themselves to this recording, and those seeking to discover
                      a new name will not be disappointed.
                
                 
                
                      Dominy Clements
                
                 
                
                
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