This expansive work for cello and piano (almost an hour in performance) happily
	acknowledges its antecedents in Beethoven and Brahms - and in Bridge and
	John Ireland, the latter influence most noticeable (the composer himself
	also acknowledges Elgar.) The Sonata however is full of original thought
	and emotive music of considerable power - played with great assurance and
	conviction by the excellent soloists. Without a score for such a big work,
	which was some 12 years in completion, it is necessary to write subjectively,
	but the Sonatas richly coherent structure is impressive enough. There
	are four movements - cyclic in that the solemn opening gently repetitive
	2-chord pattern recurs, like the tolling of a bell, at the end of the work.
	The two outer movements make much of deeply felt adagio passages despite
	some agonised climaxes.
	
	The composer, Francis Pott, a pupil of Robin Holloway and Hugh Wood (as well
	as of the pianist Hamish Milne) reveals that the Sonata was written in memory
	of his father (died 1983) and that the Finale, written in the year of his
	mothers death (1995), "fought its own way out in exceptionally unpromising
	circumstances 
 in emotional terms it is thus the product  of sharper
	memory than what precedes it
"
	
	With an opening B minor and a second subject in F minor a curious tritonal
	relationship is established which carries the emotional burden not only of
	the first movement but seems to suggest the anguish underlying the whole
	concept, perhaps also embodied in the  quotation from Alun Lewis which
	heads the score of the final movement:
	
	  
	  "Out of the depths of the sea
	  
	  Love cries and cries in me
	  
	  And summer blossoms break above my head
	  
	  With all the unbearable beauty of the dead."
	
	
	Yet there is a vein of optimism throughout the work, expressed in sonorous
	cello lines. In the Scherzo, placed second, the questing cello line seems
	to ask Why - its drooping figures over Rawsthorne-like piano
	figuration suggesting resignation which however is duly overcome with a great
	melodic surge. The third movement is a short cadenza for the cello solo -
	which has much relevance to the overall material and mood, and none at all
	to any kind of virtuosic showmanship. The composer, in his full and well
	written sleeve note uses the word songful - in fact
	rhapsodically songful which is fully realised in the music and
	for me places the Sonata in the top rank of significant British chamber music
	of these recent decades. Potts penultimate paragraph is a
	c../graphics/redo that few composers today have da../graphics/red to utter.
	
	It is no surprise to find that the two solo piano compositions draw their
	inspiration - in the first instance via the poet Vernon Watkins - from the
	sea. Hunts Bay - a stretch of the Welsh coastline - recalls
	for me the mysterious doings in a cave related by Dermot OByrne in
	his tale Ancient Dominions and by Arnold Bax in his First Symphony.
	The final piece, from which the CD takes its title, is an impressionistic
	illustration of the magic that any vista of St Kilda (Hirta in the Gaelic)
	presents to a romantic such as this young composer so obviously is. I would
	warmly recommend this disc to all lovers of English chamber music - and to
	all Brazen Romantics.
	
	Reviewer
	
	Colin Scott-Sutherland