I 
                  have to confess I have never much bothered with the music of 
                  Malcolm Arnold. This disc was sent to me for review as an un-requested 
                  bonus and it seemed a welcome opportunity to do a little catching 
                  up. Back in the days when Lyrita made their first, brief, attempt 
                  at issuing CDs, I bought the 4th Symphony and the 
                  Dances conducted by the composer. I enjoyed them at the time 
                  but have not returned to them. I also remember hearing a broadcast 
                  of the première of Symphony no. 6 and having mixed feelings 
                  about it. I recently enjoyed Tam O’Shanter in a spirited recording 
                  under Alexander Gibson 
                  and I must have Beckus the Dandipratt somewhere on an old LP.
                And 
                  of course, there’s his film music. I remember thinking, as I 
                  heard that haunting theme for “Whistle Down the Wind”, that 
                  this music ought to be known beyond the cinema. But I quickly 
                  realized it could not be since it is too short-winded to serve 
                  any function except in the original film context. 
                The 
                  writer of the liner notes, Paul Harris, points out the similarity 
                  between the “Whistle Down the Wind” theme and that of the “Fantasy 
                  for Flute and Clarinet”. But the problem is not resolved. Once 
                  the attractive opening music has run its course, Arnold changes 
                  direction, does nothing in particular for a bit, then goes back 
                  to the opening theme. And that’s it.
                And 
                  here, for me, is the trouble with practically everything on 
                  this disc. It’s a jamboree of non sequiturs. So many pieces 
                  start off with a jaunty little motive, often not much more than 
                  an arpeggio, insufficiently pithy to sustain even the few seconds 
                  required of it. Then, when it’s run out of steam, or a little 
                  after that, he just stops and goes off at a tangent.
                Some 
                  people evidently find this hilarious, thought-provoking, even 
                  “Mahlerian”. I suppose that, if one knows the sad facts behind 
                  it, the “Duo for Two Clarinets”, written after serious mental 
                  illness and several years of compositional silence, could be 
                  found a moving portrayal of a shattered mind; a mind grasping 
                  motives from his younger days that flee before they come into 
                  focus. I think it would certainly work as the sound-track to 
                  a film about some such situation. But I wonder if we can really 
                  read so much into it. Does it not simply bear witness to a composer 
                  whose music never amounted to much more than nothing, and who 
                  could no longer disguise the fact?
                Just 
                  to show that I kept on trying to find something more, I thought 
                  the “Andantino” from the “Divertimento for Flute, Oboe and Clarinet” 
                  a touching little piece. The “Fantasy for Clarinet” (solo) sees 
                  Arnold getting to grips with his material and composing something 
                  worthwhile for an unpromising medium. I enjoyed most of the 
                  “Suite Bourgeoise”. Not so much the Prelude which starts contrapuntally 
                  but ducks the issues with the usual non sequiturs. But the following 
                  pieces are well-written light music, reminding us that at his 
                  best Arnold might be considered a sort of minor English equivalent 
                  of Jean Françaix.
                Please 
                  see Michael Cookson’s review 
                  for a much more positive response. The fact that the few pieces 
                  I enjoyed were those where the music is allowed to blossom and 
                  develop rather than go off at a tangent, may be more my problem 
                  than Arnold’s. On the other hand, readers who similarly expect 
                  music to blossom and develop, to face the issues, rather than 
                  go off at a tangent in the hope people will find it funny, may 
                  share my perplexities.
                Michael 
                  Cookson mentions having heard the “Suite Bourgeoise” in a version 
                  for flute, oboe and piano. It’s played by flute, oboe and piano 
                  here too, so presumably the Naxos title is just wrong and there 
                  is no version with clarinet.
                I 
                  am quite sure that my dissatisfaction has nothing to do with 
                  the performances or recordings. In particular, the hardworking 
                  clarinettist Victoria Soames Samek deserves all possible praise.
                
              Christopher 
                Howell
                See 
                also Review 
                by Michael Cookson