The music on this 
                  anthology was recorded when Beecham was at his best, and interest 
                  in Delius was at its height … Ken Russell’s Song of Summer 
                  (that lovely orchestral work by Delius is not on this set, alas) 
                  for BBC television’s ‘Monitor’ dates from 1968.  
                
Still, this could 
                  hardly be a better selection of the orchestral works by Delius 
                  played by more committed and insightful performers. The two 
                  CDs are generous and contain almost two and a half hours of 
                  music, many items of which have long represented their reference 
                  recordings.  
                
Of particular delight 
                  is the Florida Suite – the set’s longest piece, 
                  at just under 35 minutes. Beecham’s interpretation with the 
                  RPO illustrates particularly well an aspect of Delius not often 
                  highlighted, his sense of musical architecture … movement 
                  through a piece and references forward and back, the anticipation 
                  in each of the movements of the others and their atmospheres 
                  as carried by their tempi. Also played with similar dignity 
                  and reserve, though losing not a drop of intensity, is On 
                  Hearing the First Cuckoo. Beecham makes this more of a lament 
                  than a tone poem. And, although A Song Before Sunrise 
                  is also packed with nuances and sentiment, in Beecham’s hands 
                  it remains what it is: a song! 
                
Similarly lyrical 
                  is the treatment of the short intermezzo from Delius opera, 
                  Fennimore and Gerda, where the insight into the lovers’ 
                  tensions is an allusion, not a depiction – just as Delius intended. 
                  Happily there’s also music from Irmelin, though it’s 
                  almost the shortest piece here. Beecham arranged a ‘Concert 
                  Suite’. Here is only the Prelude.  
                
Brigg Fair truly is an English Rhapsody 
                  for Beecham. Again, he has the orchestra let it breathe. It’s 
                  almost as though you’re hearing this emblematic piece for the 
                  first time. The same goes for the much less ambitious (and mush 
                  shorter) Sleigh Ride, which you probably are! 
                
The Dance Rhapsody No. 2 may seem slight – 
                  until you pay more attention to the rhythm than the rather halting, 
                  but very Delian melody. It’s a mazurka interleaved with rich 
                  but curbed strings and woodwind with prominent percussion, like 
                  Sleigh Ride, and a little Elgarian: one thinks of Falstaff. 
                  Both The Dance Rhapsody and A Song Before Sunrise 
                  are good examples of the measure of Beecham’s control over his 
                  orchestra, a control that he exercises at every point without 
                  sacrificing the spontaneity of their playing. The same can be 
                  said of Summer Evening, one of three pieces on this set 
                  annotated as edited and/or arranged by Beecham. 
                
Beecham’s gift was 
                  somehow to bring out the freshness of these highly colourful 
                  pieces at a time when mid-Century conductors and large orchestras 
                  seemed to have grown tired of the perhaps over-rendered tone 
                  poems of Strauss, Sibelius and the perceived need to lard spectacle 
                  onto those formerly exciting works of Liszt, Dvořák and 
                  Debussy. It’s as though Beecham has deliberately and gleefully 
                  left the damp in the air around Brigg in order to cool the ardour 
                  of any unfaithful lover who’s even thinking about being unfaithful 
                  to the genre. 
                
In these well-known 
                  pieces, too, there is languor – as there should be. And melancholy. But it’s reflective 
                  melancholy that Beecham and the RPO bring to the fore, thanks 
                  – amongst other things – to the intensity and sprightliness 
                  of the wind players in particular. Neither woodwind nor brass 
                  ever drags in Brigg Fair, for example. The melodies are 
                  poignant, not pitiful. Maybe this is the kind of balance that 
                  a Handley or a Hickox brings nowadays. But at a time when other 
                  conductors were perhaps a little carried away by the pathos 
                  of Delius, Beecham truly did him proud in these respects. And 
                  here is the splendid evidence. His command of the crescendi 
                  makes a perfect impact and prevents Delius’ subtlety from becoming 
                  submerged. 
                
The one piece whose 
                  performance might perhaps run the risk of dating a little is 
                  the only choral work here, Songs of Sunset. Such singing 
                  styles have changed so much since the 1950s and 60s and articulation 
                  become more relaxed, pointed and open. Yet this is the latest 
                  of the recordings, having been completed in 1980. Admittedly 
                  the soloists, John Cameron (1918-2002) and Maureen Forrester 
                  (b.1930), are from another era (and neither of them British: 
                  Cameron was Australian and Forrester Canadian). They do indeed 
                  perform with that subdued fortitude typical of their generation. 
                  The chorus, the Beecham Choral Society, sets this off wonderfully… 
                  relaxed, less ecstatic than elated when called on so to underline 
                  the eight wan poems of loss and sorrow by the late Victorian 
                  Ernest Dowson (1867-1900), who gave us: 
              
 
              
                Ample potential 
                  here for maudlin on Beecham’s part because there might also 
                  have been on Delius’. Yet neither loses focus, drags, nor wallows. 
                  Instead – as is typical of everything on this wonderful two 
                  CD set – there is wistfulness and remorse, distress and 
                  regret. But they’re all integral to the music; the music does 
                  not portray them. It embodies them. Quite an interpretative 
                  triumph.  
                
The ideal purposes 
                  of this collected reissue of works dating from the composer’s 
                  mid-20s to the end of the first world war are at least two: 
                  to gather for aficionados and lovers of English orchestral music, 
                  and of Delius in particular, some of the best interpretations 
                  and recordings of their kind ever made into a single affordable 
                  (its price is the kind of thing that gives recording companies 
                  a good name) source.  
                
In particular this 
                  constituency will want to know how good the digitally mastered 
                  transfers from those analogue sources sound. Well, very good. 
                  Inevitably these CDs cannot have the expansive depth of a modern 
                  digital recording. But they’re not boxy, nor unduly narrow in 
                  dynamic range – listen to the spaciousness of Over 
                  the Hills and Far Away, for example; it’s a piece with pianissimi 
                  and fortissimi. Not only does Beecham delight in such contrasts, 
                  but the way they are recorded - e.g. at the tutti about half 
                  way through - sounds anything but brash yet has a cheerful resonance 
                  quite in keeping with the open air to which Over the Hills 
                  and Far Away appeals. All the recordings - EMI at its best 
                  on these occasions - were good ones, and the orchestra sounds 
                  well with individual soloists nicely balanced.  
                
Secondly, these 
                  CDs will introduce younger (and unfamiliar) listeners new to 
                  Delius - not the most fashionable of composers 40 years on - 
                  to music very much of its time: a century ago. Significantly 
                  this music nicely indicates the truism that the English pastoral 
                  school properly influenced, and was fully influenced by, worlds 
                  way outside Great Britain.  
                
Indeed Delius spent 
                  much of his life outside the country – it’s impossible to ignore 
                  or dismiss the cosmopolitan influences on the composer. Beecham’s 
                  gift, though, is to see through any such set of influences and 
                  present us with the essence of Delius, which – perhaps especially 
                  for those who’ve either never taken to him and/or are new to 
                  Delius altogether – is far more sinewy, staunch and unsentimental 
                  than detracting caricatures would have us believe. The majority 
                  of the music on these two CDs is slow, to be sure, in the sense 
                  that it’s unrushed. But it’s full of spirit and – in these expert 
                  interpretations by Beecham – prizes precision and detachment 
                  as much as reflection.  
                
The bulk of the 
                  booklet which accompanies these two CDs is taken up with Lyndon 
                  Jenkins illuminating essay, ‘Beecham and Delius’. He wrote the 
                  classic study, ‘While Spring and Summer Sang: Thomas 
                  Beecham and the Music of Frederick Delius’, ISBN 
                  0754607216. If you’re looking for an introduction to Delius 
                  or want to have a representative anthology of a dozen or so 
                  of his best and most highly-regarded orchestral works played 
                  by arguably his greatest interpreter, don’t hesitate to buy 
                  this welcome reissue.  
                
Mark Sealey