This is a most enjoyable
collection of brief and pertly concise
music from a variety of composers. Primus
inter pares is expert recorder player
John Turner but it’s certainly good
for me to hear Keith Swallow again –
that fine and sensitive musician. Damien
Harron is the percussionist whose command
of colour makes things happen. And there
is also Richard Baker as reciter, whose
unflappable elegance defined a generation
for some of us.
Plenty of unpretentious
fun to be had here then. There’s the
avian lyricism of Sasha Johnson Manning.
And also the vivaciously lyrical immediacy
of the Sonatina by Robert Elliott;
the finale is especially exciting, though
I was also taken by the way the melody
lines passes from hand to hand in the
opening. Elliott died in 2002. Robin
Walker’s Pitfield Rhymes echo
the Sitwell-Walton and Baker, who has
recited this often enough in his career
is well up to the challenges; he’s a
fluent, very musically and rhythmically
aware reciter. The sardonic recorder
comments are a treat.
Pitfield’s own
Xylophone Sonata is charmingly modest
but takes advantage of opportunities
of increased colour through the simplest
and most effective of means. A Skeleton
Bride has a certain Prokofiev-like
bite to it. Pitfield’s Five Shakespearean
Dances sound like they make very
real demands on breath control. One
can hear the tightly-miked Turner gulp
like a trout on the riverbank before
plunging back into the score. The bagpipe
imitations are good! David Beck’s
A Dunham Pastorale for recorder
and piano is Francophile in orientation
whilst the recorder spins an aloofly
beautiful line.
The brief but effective
River Dances of Martin Ellerby
take in perambulation, joy, athleticism
and romance amongst other things. Ellerby
asks for a tenor recorder as well, so
colour is varied along the journey.
Maybe Baker overdoes the "loss"
in John Ireland’s Annabel
Lee but that’s a minor point indeed
– he is otherwise splendid. We end with
the Rural Rondo by Christopher
Cotton – lyric and jaunty by turns.
And that’s pretty much
a good summation of the disc as a whole
– strong on charm and melody and short
on gloom and damp tidings.
Jonathan Woolf
see also review
by Colin Scott-Sutherland/Rob Barnett