In 1605 Captain Tobias Hume (who deserves an honourable place 
                in the fine line of English eccentrics) published his collection 
                called The First Part of Ayres or, to give it its full 
                title: The first part of ayres, French, Pollish, and others 
                together, some in tabliture, and some in pricke-song with pavines, 
                galliards, and almaines for the viole de gambo alone, and other 
                musicall conceites for two base viols, expressing five partes, 
                with pleasant reportes one from the other, and for two leero viols, 
                and also for the leero viole with two treble viols, or two with 
                one treble. Lastly for the leero viole to play alone, and some 
                songes to bee sung to the viole, with the lute, or better with 
                the viole alone. Also an invention for two to play upon one viole. 
                The volume carried a striking address ‘To the understanding 
                Reader’, in which Hume is concerned to make important claims – 
                claims he felt it necessary to make – for the status of the solo 
                viol and its music:
                  
“I Doe not studie 
                    Eloquence, nor professe Musicke, although I doe love Sence, 
                    and affect Harmony: My Profession being, as my education hath 
                    beene Armes, the onely effeminate part of me, hath beene Musicke; 
                    which in me hath beene always Generous, because never Mercenarie. 
                    To prayse Musicke, were to say, the Sunne is bright To extol 
                    myselfe, would name my labours vaineglorious … from henceforth, 
                    the statefull instrument Gambo Violl, shall with ease 
                    yeelde full various and as devicefull Musicke as the Lute. 
                    For here I protest the Trinitie of Musicke, parts, Passion 
                    and Division, to be as gracefully united in the Gambo Violl, 
                    as in the most received Instrument that is, which here with 
                    a Souldiers Resolution, I give up to acceptance of all noble 
                    dispositions”.
                  
Anyone (whether 
                    or not they are of noble disposition) not yet persuaded of 
                    the virtues of the bass viol could do much worse than listen 
                    attentively to these two CDs by Sarah Cunningham, which offer 
                    a thoroughly enticing conspectus of music for solo viol ranging 
                    in date from 1605 to 1981. Both CDs have been issued previously 
                    – the first as Virgin Veritas VC7 91451-2, the second as Seagull 
                    Records SGR 1. Both are full of “devicefull Musicke”.
                  
Hume’s volumeumeH of 1605 was one of the earliest substantial collections 
                    of music for unaccompanied viol. Hume’s music is never short 
                    of vivacity and invention, whether in the whimsical charm 
                    of ‘Tinckeldum Twinckeldum’ or, more substantial and dignified, 
                    almost meditative, ‘Captain Hume’s Pavan’. ‘Love’s Farewell’ 
                    and ‘Love’s Galliard’ are delightful pieces, playful and full 
                    of unexpected twists and turns.
                  
The first French 
                    collection of music for solo viol did not appear until 1685; 
                    this was the Pièces de Viole of Le Sieur Demachy. Demachy 
                    studied with Nicholas Hotman (who was an accomplished performer 
                    on both viol and lute), and was a protagonist of (and propagandist 
                    for) a chordal manner of playing which clearly drew on the 
                    traditions of the lute, whereas the school of Saint-Colombe 
                    tended to put greater emphasis on melody. The two suites heard 
                    here – each in seven movements, with the identical sequence 
                    Prélude-Allemande-Courante-Sarabande-Gigue-Gavotte-Menuet 
                    – have a slightly old-fashioned air to them (remembering that 
                    the more sophisticated first collection by Marais was to be 
                    published in the very next year). But, even if they lack the 
                    subtle elegance and delicacy of Marais’ best work, these suites 
                    have a more robust grace and a certain expressiveness of their 
                    own that makes them of enduring interest.
                  
The D major Suite 
                    from Marais’ Pièces de Viole, Ier Livre 
                    has a range of mood and metre which was perhaps just beyond 
                    Demachy’s reach. Though he could hardly have escaped the long 
                    and intimate relationship between lute and viol, and all that 
                    it implied, Marais’ work has a fluency of melodic line which 
                    steps beyond anything to be heard in Hume and Demachy. Adjectives 
                    like sophisticated and sensuous, luxurious and haunting all 
                    seem to demand use. This really is astonishingly beautiful 
                    music and while I have heard other performances I would, finally, 
                    prefer to this excellent one by Sarah Cunningham, I suspect 
                    that such distinctions are matters of the merest subjectivity 
                    in music which leaves a lot of room for interpretation.
                  
The German tradition 
                    is represented by sonatas from the pens of August Kühnel, 
                    Johann Schenk and Georg Philipp Telemann. Kühnel, another 
                    accomplished performer on the viol, studied and played in 
                    Paris and London (where he was heard in 1685) though most 
                    of his career was spent in Germanic musical centres such as 
                    Zeitz, Dresden, Munich, Frankfurt, Darmstadt, Weimar and Kassel, 
                    in most of which he held posts at one time or another. Sarah 
                    Cunningham puts it well herself when she says that Kühnel’s 
                    work has a “distinctly German flavour, more intense than the 
                    English, less suave than the French”. His five movement Sonata 
                    has a gravity of manner which carries a fair emotional clout, 
                    even if we are infrequently reminded of the origins in dance 
                    of such movements as the Sarrabande and Giga which close it.
                  
The Sonata by 
                    Johann Schenk, another gifted viol player, from his volume 
                    L’Echo du Danube of 1706 (or before), is an altogether 
                    more flamboyant affair. Born in the Netherlands, Schenk spent 
                    much of his working life in the German courts, although all 
                    his music was published in Amsterdam. He seems to have been 
                    something of an eclectic, musically speaking. There are English 
                    elements in his work, but it is clear too that he has listened 
                    to both French and Italian exemplars too. In this Sonata, 
                    No. VI from  L’Echo du Danube, such heterogeneous 
                    musical elements are fused (or at least tellingly juxtaposed) 
                    in a work full of a sense of theatricality and display.
                  
Telemann was not, 
                    so far as I know, any kind of specialist when it came to the 
                    viol. This sonata appears, indeed, to be his only composition 
                    for the solo viol but – as Telemann seems unfailingly to do, 
                    whatever instrument he writes for – he writes music which 
                    sits entirely comfortably and shows an understanding of the 
                    instrument’s distinctive possibilities. There’s some attractive 
                    melodic writing here, cast in forms entirely natural to the 
                    instrument, and assured advantage is taken of the viol’s capacity 
                    to provide its own accompaniment. Telemann’s sheer musical 
                    intelligence and fluency never ceases to amaze.
                  
The end of the 
                    original tradition of the viol is conventionally said to come 
                    with the work of Carl Friedrich Abel. Abel was born in Cöthen; 
                    he may very well have studied with J. S. Bach at the Thomasschule 
                    in Leipzig. He worked with Hasse’s opera orchestra in Dresden 
                    and then, in the late 1750s he moved to London and worked 
                    there for the remainder of his life, except for a short spell 
                    back in Germany between 1782 and 1784. His playing of the 
                    viol attracted many admirers in London, and it is not hard 
                    to see why when one hears some of his surviving short pieces 
                    (preserved in manuscript) for the unaccompanied viol, full 
                    of expressiveness and charm.
                  
After the instrument’s 
                    effective decease (which, in a sense, coincided with Abel’s 
                    own death) it had to wait until the ‘early music’ movement 
                    of the twentieth century for its revival. When that revival 
                    happened it came to involve not only musicians taking up the 
                    instrument so as to play the music originally written for 
                    it – whether as solo or continuo instrument – but also the 
                    creation of some new music for it, the work of modern composers 
                    attracted by the instrument’s possibilities. Sarah Cunningham’s 
                    programme includes two such works.
                  
Richard Cornell’s 
                    Reis Glorios Variations is built upon a tune by the troubadour 
                    Guiraut de Bornelh and was written specifically for Cunningham 
                    when she and the composer were both studying in Boston (where 
                    Cornell now teaches) in the 1970s. It’s an intricate, well-crafted 
                    piece, which speaks of the viol tradition without being hamstrung 
                    by it or settling into mere pastiche. The use of pizzicato 
                    is especially effective and the whole is intriguing. The excellent 
                    John Joubert is represented by his Tombeau (written in memory 
                    in memory a young guitarist, Timothy Tunnicliffe, who died 
                    in 1975. The piece’s subtitle indicates something of its relationship 
                    to a famous ‘original’, which is only heard in something like 
                    full form towards the end of Joubert’s work, which is poignantly 
                    affecting.
                  
Sarah Cunningham’s 
                    playing throughout both discs is of a high order. Just occasionally 
                    one feels that some slightly lighter bowing might have paid 
                    dividends, but such quibbles pale in the face of the quantity 
                    of fine (and sometimes unfamiliar) music this two-disc set 
                    gives us the chance to hear and relish.
                  
              
There is something 
                distinctively expressive about the viol, well played. In his Harmonie 
                Universelle (Paris, 1636) Marin Mersenne writes: “Certainly 
                if instruments are valued in proportion to their ability to imitate 
                the voice, and of all artifice we esteem most the one which best 
                represents the natural, it seems that one cannot refuse the prize 
                to the Viol, which counterfeits the voice with all its modulations 
                and even its most significant accents of sadness and joy”. Those 
                “significant accents of sadness and joy” are certainly to be heard 
                abundantly on this pair of very rewarding discs.
                
                Glyn Pursglove