This issue puzzled me when I saw it. The packaging is professional 
                  enough, but I'd never heard of the record label, and the disc 
                  hasn't an order number. If you suspect a home-grown production, 
                  your instincts are quicker than mine, and you're right. The 
                  International Festival-Institute at Round Top, in Texas, was 
                  "founded in 1971 by world-renowned concert pianist James 
                  Dick" - according to its website, festivalhill.org. It 
                  describes itself as "an internationally acclaimed European-styled 
                  music institute for aspiring young musicians and distinguished 
                  faculty." The disc looks like a private issue by the festival, 
                  though I couldn't find any mention of it on the site - and, 
                  for what it's worth, I notice the artists themselves hold the 
                  copyright.
                The choice of program for this lead-off release suggests that Round 
                  Top has Marlboro-style aspirations as a training and performance 
                  center for chamber music. On the strength of this disc, it looks 
                  like the festival is well on the way to realizing those aspirations. 
                  These players aren't household names, but they all have respectable 
                  international credits, and their performance of the Brahms quintet 
                  proves tonally as well as interpretatively distinctive. 
                It's not easy for a clarinetist to stand out from the general recorded 
                  run these days, and not just because of the abundance of fine 
                  players: digital recording seems somehow to favor the instrument, 
                  to flatter its attack and overtones, bringing out its expressive 
                  capacity with striking realism. Håkan Rosengren's distinctive 
                  gift is a lightly touched "sub-tone" or echo tone 
                  that, like a fine singer's mezza voce, allows for some 
                  beautiful, nuanced shadings in the Brahms. Of course, such an 
                  effect could, like that mezza voce, become cloying or 
                  pallid if overused, but Rosengren deploys it sparingly, reserving 
                  it for such phrases as at 5:09 of the first movement. Otherwise, 
                  he is a capable technician and a musical artist with a good 
                  feeling for the long, arching phrase. Rosengren's uppermost 
                  notes, as at 6:00 of the Adagio, threaten to turn piercing; 
                  fortunately, this remains only a threat. 
                Turning to his collaborators, most string quartets tend toward an overall 
                  sonority that is either predominantly bright, like the Guarneri, 
                  or predominantly dark, like the old Italiano. But the Chiara 
                  Quartet, recently artists-in-residence at the University of 
                  Nebraska, vary the balance of chiaroscuro elements across 
                  the working range, whether consciously or instinctively. The 
                  shining first violin suggests a reserve of depth; the dusky 
                  cello has markedly bright overtones; and the middle voices adjust 
                  their timbral balances accordingly. This particularly benefits 
                  Brahms's counterpoint, which here sounds awash in a variety 
                  of tonal colors; yet the homophonic passages sound remarkably 
                  unified. 
                The hint of roughness in the string tone, the sort of thing that other 
                  quartets assiduously smooth away, may also surprise you. The 
                  Chiara players are never coarse or inaccurate - the pitches 
                  are well-centered, the interplay of voices sensitive - so this 
                  is clearly a deliberate choice on their part, rather than a 
                  symptom of technical shortcomings. The touch of rawness lends 
                  the lyrical passages a rustic character that suits them, while 
                  adding a bracing edge to recurring accompaniment figures such 
                  as Brahms's driving, pulsing triplets. 
                In the resulting performance, all these musicians' best instincts come 
                  into play. In the opening, the strings underline a disturbed 
                  undercurrent - customarily underplayed in favor of a reflexive 
                  "autumnal" warmth - while the climaxes later on are 
                  noticeably taut. Rosengren begins the Adagio introspectively, 
                  the return of the first-movement motif leading to a more turbulent 
                  interplay with the strings. The start of the intermezzo-like 
                  Andantino serves much the same function within the overall 
                  structure as does the corresponding movement of the Second Symphony. 
                  That and the finale's main theme can sound flat-footed or square; 
                  here, both these passages sing and "breathe" naturally. 
                  This intelligent, alert performance is a pleasure. 
                After this, the Mozart disappoints. It sounds inhibited: the phrasing 
                  remains purposeful and musically guided, but it felt as if the 
                  dynamic range was deliberately being reined in, perhaps out 
                  of an erroneous perception of Classical style. Whatever the 
                  reason, the results are genial, relaxed and too subdued. Only 
                  in moments like the big arpeggiated flourish near the start, 
                  where Rosengren can't help releasing his sound, does the performance 
                  spring fleetingly to life. 
                Veteran collectors will find this worth tracking down and hearing for 
                  the Brahms. If you just want a single edition of this program, 
                  though, you'd be better off finding the Decca coupling by the 
                  Vienna Octet members - sensitively rendered, with impeccably 
                  cultivated tone and handsome recorded sound. 
                Stephen Francis Vasta