Grant Foster was born in Melbourne and graduated from the Sydney 
                Conservatorium in 1966. He studied in Paris for seven years and 
                became an active composer in London, working on the Peter Pan 
                musical with Sir Robert Helpmann and receiving a commission 
                from Harrods for the Celebration Overture which is light-hearted 
                yet voluptuously effusive. Straussian eruptions, superbly done, 
                alternate with episodes of buoyant Nutcracker-like charm. 
                Add to this moments of oompah waltz influenced by Khachaturian 
                kitsch. Foster has a real gift for touchingly lyrical inventiveness 
                which is not so far removed from the glories of a sumptuous John 
                Barry melody or one of Anna Pavlova's finest inspirations. 
                  
The Rhapsody is more gritty. It 
                    strikes tempestuously upwards from chasmal depths in a style 
                    not far removed from mature Rachmaninov. It's in three sections 
                    but played continuously and not separately tracked: War, 
                    Peace, Love. There's a relishably stern bi-play 
                    between brass and piano in the first movement and much romantic 
                    poetry before the emotional outburst that rounds out this 
                    discursive but entertaining piece. Let's hope we get to hear 
                    the two piano concertos before long … not to mention The 
                    Owl of Dubai suite, the Fantasy for violin and 
                    orchestra, the Romance for cello and orchestra and 
                    the Fantasy for piano and orchestra. 
                  
We move from romantic orchestral hothouses 
                    to chamber music. The Ballade is in three sections 
                    and once again the sentimental-romantic melodies abound among 
                    the atmospheric swell, surge and sway of Russian nights. Next 
                    come four ‘grand tour’ postcards for solo piano. The Four 
                    Voyages, by its title, perhaps suggests that it 
                    is better to travel than to arrive. That said, the titles 
                    presumably tell us the destination and certainly lend the 
                    atmosphere of each named city to the character of the music. 
                    Buenos Aires is a stately take on the tango. Moscow 
                    is touched in with dripping icicle clarity and archetypical 
                    Russian romance. Venice lilts in sleepy liquid barcarolle 
                    motion. Marrakesh plumbs darker depths, with moonlit 
                    and threatening alleys and more danger than any other piece 
                    in the collection. It casts an intimidating spell. These four 
                    movements are separately tracked. 
                  
As a bonus the set includes a DVD of 
                    a filmed performance of the Rhapsody for piano and 
                    orchestra in the Great Hall, Moscow Conservatory which I did 
                    not on this occasion play. It was however generous of Bel 
                    Air to include it. 
                  
The notes provide useful background but 
                    no hint of a date for any of these works. I presume 1980s 
                    and 1990s. 
                  
              
Foster writes entertainingly and colourfully 
                - an adept at a world of styles in which his pleasing creativity 
                is at ease.
                
                Rob Barnett