I have been awaiting 
                this CD keenly ever since, almost exactly 
                a year ago, I reviewed 
                the concert on which it is based and 
                which included all the music on this 
                disc – and more besides. 
              
 
              
As will be seen from 
                the title of the collection, this is 
                Ex Cathedra’s third voyage of discovery 
                across the Atlantic to bring us another 
                revelatory selection of music from the 
                lands of the conquistadores. Previously 
                they have given us New World Symphonies 
                (see review), 
                followed by Moon, sun and all things 
                (see review). 
                I’m happy to report that this latest 
                cache of hitherto buried treasure is 
                every bit as welcome and fascinating 
                as its predecessors have been. 
              
 
              
This latest collection 
                differs from its predecessors in several 
                important respects, however. The first 
                two volumes were performed by the larger 
                Ex Cathedra choir whereas here the elite 
                fourteen-voice Consort does the honours. 
                Another important distinction is that 
                the two previous releases featured music 
                by a variety of composers but on this 
                occasion almost all the music is by 
                one man, Juan de Araujo. Furthermore, 
                whereas the previous collections featured 
                repertoire that was, almost without 
                exception, sacred, this time we are 
                given a judicious blend of sacred and 
                secular. Indeed, according to Jeffrey 
                Skidmore’s informative and lively notes, 
                despite the fact that he was a cathedral 
                musician, much of Araujo’s output was 
                secular. 
              
 
              
Juan de Araujo was 
                born in Spain but his family emigrated 
                to Latin America while he was still 
                a child, Skidmore tells us. He served 
                as organist at Lima cathedral for a 
                time and subsequently lived in Panama 
                and Cuzco before he settled in the Bolivian 
                city of La Plata (now Sucre) in 1680, 
                remaining there for the rest of his 
                life. Araujo moved to La Plata to become 
                organist at the city’s cathedral and 
                I assume that most of his sacred music 
                was composed for use there. As is the 
                case with much of the other music that 
                Ex Cathedra have brought to life in 
                their previous two CDs, Araujo’s music 
                is a heady fusion of Iberian polyphony 
                and native American influences. This 
                mix is emphasised all the more through 
                the colourful and imaginative way in 
                which the music is performed here. According 
                to Jeffrey Skidmore, the manuscripts 
                that he has studied in the library at 
                Sucre specify only organ harp and violin 
                in the accompaniment. However, it is 
                known that Araujo had other instruments 
                available to him and so I assume that 
                Skidmore’s decisions regarding instrumentation 
                are based on very well informed conjecture. 
                It seems to me that the scoring works 
                splendidly throughout the programme. 
              
 
              
The music has been 
                shrewdly chosen so as to present a rounded 
                and varied picture of Araujo and he 
                stands revealed as a composer of no 
                little substance. Some of the music 
                is gentle, such as the exquisite lullaby 
                Silencio and the delectable love 
                song Dime, amor, which 
                is sensuously sung. Incidentally, it’s 
                a line from this piece that gives the 
                disc its title. But Araujo’s music is 
                certainly not all gentle. ĦA, de 
                la region de luces! is a lively 
                celebration of love, though the two 
                verses of this piece are in a more courtly 
                vein. A little later on we hear ĦA, 
                del cielo!, which is infectiously 
                vivacious. This is "popular" 
                music, conveying a real sense of the 
                fiesta, and Ex Cathedra deliver it with 
                great verve. 
              
 
              
At the other end of 
                the spectrum is Araujo’s very fine setting 
                of Dixit Dominus. This is scored 
                for three choirs and it’s not to be 
                confused with another setting by the 
                same composer, which was included on 
                the Moon, sun and all things programme. 
                It’s a substantial setting and would 
                have graced any European cathedral. 
                Skidmore spices up some of the livelier 
                stretches of music through the addition 
                of some judicious but highly effective 
                percussion. This happens, for example 
                at the words "Tecum principium 
                in die virtutis tuae" (‘Authority 
                will be yours on the day of your strength’) 
                and again, after a majestic, expansive 
                doxology, at "Sicut erat in principium". 
                In both cases, the percussion nicely 
                emphasises Araujo’s dancing rhythms. 
                Before leaving Araujo’s music I should 
                also mention ĦA, del tiempo!, 
                a piece that celebrates the birth of 
                the Virgin in music that is as colourful 
                as, in a fairly short span of time, 
                it is varied. When I attended the concert 
                that preceded this recording I wondered 
                if it might have been a good idea to 
                intersperse Araujo’s with more pieces 
                by others. However, prospective purchasers 
                of this CD should not be concerned about 
                a preponderance of his music. It is 
                sufficiently varied and interesting 
                to merit some fifty minutes of listening. 
              
 
              
We also hear a piece 
                by Diego José de Salazar. His 
                ĦSalga el torillo hosquillo!, 
                inspired by bull fighting, 
                was included on the Moon, sun and 
                all things CD. However, collectors 
                need not fear duplication. This is a 
                different version, albeit the music 
                is substantially the same. The version 
                given here sets a different text, one 
                in honour of the Virgin of Guadalupe. 
                On this occasion the verses are sung 
                by an alto soloist, the sultry-sounding 
                Lucy Ballard, who sings most impressively. 
                The verses are realitively gentle but 
                the rest of the piece is earthy, exuberant 
                and very exciting. I must say I find 
                the version on Moon, sun and all 
                things, which employs larger forces, 
                even more thrilling but I can’t see 
                anyone being disappointed by the performance 
                here, which has plenty of panache. 
              
 
              
The remainder of the 
                programme is given over to the processional 
                Hanacpachap cussicuinin. This 
                piece has the distinction of being the 
                first printed piece of Latin American 
                polyphony, the source being a 1631 collection. 
                It’s also notable for being in the vernacular, 
                for it is in Quechua, the language of 
                the Incas. It will be familiar to anyone 
                who has invested in the earlier volumes. 
                However, on previous occasions Ex Cathedra 
                have offered only a selection of the 
                twenty verses that comprise this haunting 
                and impressive piece. Now they present 
                what is believed to be the first-ever 
                complete recording of the piece. It 
                might be objected that twenty verses 
                of the same music is a bit much. However, 
                Skidmore and his team get away with 
                it in two ways. In the first place they 
                vary the scoring most imaginatively, 
                so that every verse sounds different. 
                Secondly, and crucially, they break 
                up the piece into four sections, interspersed 
                throughout the programme. Though I could 
                detect no attempt to record it as a 
                processional it’s still mightily impressive 
                and the music exerts a cumulative power. 
                The very last stanza is particularly 
                richly scored in this realisation and 
                it makes for an imposing conclusion. 
              
 
              
This is a splendid 
                disc and a very worthy successor to 
                the preceding volumes. The standard 
                of performance is unfailingly excellent. 
                Ensemble work, both vocal and instrumental, 
                is tight and the many vocal solos are 
                all taken extremely well. The performances 
                display flair and finesse on the part 
                of all concerned Jeffrey Skidmore’s 
                direction is perceptive, lively and, 
                above all, persuasive. 
              
 
              
It’s quite astonishing 
                to think of this music being composed 
                and performed in a remote colonial outpost 
                in seventeenth century Latin America 
                and the survival of the music and its 
                revival today is something for which 
                we should be grateful. Juan de Araujo 
                was a fine composer and he has been 
                exceptionally well served here by Jeffrey 
                Skidmore and Ex Cathedra. This is a 
                CD that commands attention. 
              
 
              
John Quinn