There are many good
guitarists around at present; it is salutary to be reminded
what a great one sounds like – assuming that, like me, one had
been listening to Julian Bream too little of late.
For all the paucity
of its playing time, this is a thoroughly recommendable, vividly
recorded, CD on which one can hear Bream at something like his
dazzling, sensitive best. Bream played across virtually the
entire range of the then available guitar repertoire – from
Elizabethan lute music to concertos such as those by Rodrigo
and Villa-Lobos, as well as a substantial body of work written
specially for him, including compositions by Arnold, Britten,
Walton, Rawsthorne, Henze, Maxwell Davies, Leo Brower and Toru
Takemitsu! Given this enormous range, and how well Bream interpreted
music right across this range, it is probably too much of a
simplification to say that it was in Spanish music that Bream
could be heard at his very best – yet it is true that the Spanish
repertoire remained, for all kinds of obvious historical reasons,
central to his work, maybe even closest to his heart, and that
it often brought out the best in him. His affinity with the
idioms of the Spanish traditions is everywhere evident on this
reissued LP.
Particular highlights
include Torroba’s lovely ‘Madroños’, played with great vivacity
and absolutely redolent of Spanish romanticism, the basically
simple melody richly and skilfully harmonised by the composer
and interpreted with great, but unpretentious, eloquence by
Bream. The results are delightfully infectious. The excerpts
from Turina’s 1932 ‘Homenaje a Tárrega’, written in tribute
to Francisco Tárrega y Eixea (1854-1909), composer, guitarist
and teacher, are full of echoes from the flamenco tradition,
but Bream resists any temptation to overstate these – not a
temptation always resisted by guitarists playing this piece.
One of Tárrega’s pupils was Miguel Llobet and Bream is equally
impressive in Llobet’s arrangement of a lovely, slowly lilting
Catalan song, ‘El testament d’Amelia’, exquisitely cadenced
and played with unexaggerated expressiveness. It is that resistance
to the vulgarisation of passionate and expressive music that
perhaps most characterises Bream’s playing in this recital,
not least in the performance of Turina’s ‘Fandanguillo’ which
closes it, a ravishing piece of unflashy virtuosity, the control
of tempo and dynamics, the elegance of the phrasing, wonderful
to hear.
I suppose Villa-Lobos
can only be said to belong to the Spanish tradition in a rather
loose sense, but given the utterly persuasive advocacy which
Bream brings to the pieces by him which are included in this
recital, any quibbling would be mean-spirited pedantry.
In short, a demonstration
of unostentatious mastery by one of the great guitarists. Any
lover of the instrument who doesn’t already own one of the previous
incarnations of this recital should hurry to acquire it now.
Glyn Pursglove