This 
          curious programme inaugurated Roy Goodman’s 
          appointment as the ECO’s Principal Guest Conductor: 
          as the orchestra’s Artistic Director remarks, 
          it demonstrates his very broad vision of music 
          – it also shows a most pleasing desire to 
          ‘educate’ the audience, in the nicest way 
          possible, not only through showing the connections 
          between works but providing brief but informative 
          introductions to them. Given the title one 
          might perhaps have expected Britten’s realization 
          of the lovely Purcell piece, ‘Fairest Isle, 
          All Isles Excelling’ to have begun the proceedings, 
          but that place was taken by a lively rendition 
          of Mendelssohn’s ‘The Hebrides’ performed 
          from the new Urtext edition, edited by Christopher 
          Hogwood: it was full of little touches which 
          brought this over-familiar work to new life. 
          Tavener’s ‘Syvati’ followed: this setting 
          of a Slavonic prayer used in Russian Orthodox 
          funeral services was about five minutes too 
          long for me, but the solo ‘cello (played with 
          exquisite lugubriousness by Josephine Knight) 
          intended to represent ‘the Priest or Ikon 
          of Christ’ has some lovely phrases.
        
        Britten’s 
          ‘Nocturne’ is not as often performed as his 
          earlier ‘cycles’ – perhaps it is too Mahlerian 
          for some, or perhaps it is, as the composer 
          himself suggested, too strange and remote, 
          but given the right musicians it makes as 
          powerful an impact as any of his vocal music. 
          John Mark Ainsley is the ideal Britten interpreter, 
          with a sensitivity to the text and an innate 
          musicality which result in performances which 
          are poetic without being overblown, dramatic 
          without being overstated. I thought him a 
          little reticent in the opening lines of ‘On 
          a poet’s lips I slept’ and there were a few 
          moments during ‘What is more gentle than a 
          wind in summer?’ when the voice / flute / 
          clarinet balance was not quite right, but 
          otherwise this was beautifully nuanced, technically 
          assured singing: high points were the crystalline 
          diction at ‘Lest aught she be disturbed, or 
          grieved at all’ and the whole of ‘When most 
          I wink,’ where both singer and instrumental 
          soloists allowed us to hear the emotional 
          complexity of Shakespeare’s sonnet and the 
          facets of its ambiguity which Britten so finely 
          draws out. 
        
        Shakespeare 
          was again the inspiration after the interval 
          when the Tallis Chamber Choir performed Vaughan 
          Williams’ Serenade to Music’ with an especially 
          fine soprano solo – a lovely silvery voice, 
          very distinctive and sweet, but sadly the 
          lady was not credited in the programme. The 
          choir finely evoked the disdain of the poet 
          for ‘The man that hath no music in himself’ 
          as well as the ‘sweet harmony’ of the closing 
          portrait of the moon. A less obvious connection 
          with Britain was shown in Haydn’s ‘Oxford’ 
          Symphony, no. 92: the composer visited Oxford 
          in 1791 to receive an honorary D.Mus. and 
          conducted this symphony in the Sheldonian 
          to mark the occasion: it had, however, been 
          composed in Paris and Bavaria. No matter: 
          it’s one of those works which, each time one 
          hears it, reminds one yet again how under-rated 
          Haydn’s later symphonies often are. Goodman 
          and the ECO gave it a performance of real 
          commitment and style, the sprightly Allegro 
          full of sparkle and the Ländler – like 
          Minuet lively but never coarse. The second 
          movement, the lovely Adagio, is one of Haydn’s 
          most beautiful, and the orchestra drew out 
          all the sweetness of that wonderful D major 
          melody. 
        
        A very 
          well planned, devotedly delivered concert, 
          received with rapt attention and enthusiasm 
          by a large but not capacity audience, with 
          critics noticeably thin on the ground – the 
          usual lack of a glamorous aura to surround 
          this kind of music / performers, one supposes: 
          but then the so-glamorous Andreas Scholl the 
          other week, although he attracted hordes of 
          hacks in terms of the press list, seems only 
          to have been noticed by a couple of them…
         
        Melanie Eskenazi