The Rhapsodies  
                Early on New Year’s Day 2004 I thought 
                to listen to the First Rhapsody and 
                ended up hearing all six! These recordings 
                were old friends since they came out 
                one by one coupled with the Symphonies 
                (now separately boxed), but I don’t 
                think I had ever made the experiment 
                of hearing them as a sequence. The experience 
                led me to a number of reflections. 
              
The first was that, 
                if Ireland ever were to have a great 
                international musical festival equivalent 
                to the Prague Spring Festival, then 
                the Irish Festival should open each 
                year with a performance of these works 
                given as a cycle, just as the Czech 
                Festival always opens with Smetana’s 
                Ma Vlást. Yes, I know 
                that Smetana’s six symphonic poems were 
                planned as a cycle whereas the Stanford 
                Rhapsodies were written over a period 
                of just over twenty years, but, whether 
                by accident or design, they add up to 
                a remarkably satisfying sequence; a 
                vigorous, ear-catching prelude enshrining 
                Ireland’s best-loved melody (no. 1), 
                a sombre, elegiac, mostly slow piece 
                (no. 2), an idyllic miniature cello 
                concerto (no. 3), another sombre piece 
                which this time expresses ultimate faith 
                in his country’s destiny (no. 4), a 
                piece which is by turns lively and tenderly 
                reminiscent (no. 5) and a work with 
                a violin soloist (no. 6) which is practically 
                an extended slow movement, a grave and 
                tender farewell to the country which 
                Stanford was not to see again, with 
                a final brilliant coda to round it off. 
                Furthermore no. 6, by revisiting, lovingly 
                and tenderly, that same "Lament 
                of Owen Roe O’Neill" which had, 
                in a more grimly heroic mode, dominated 
                the Second Rhapsody, appears such a 
                perfect epilogue to the whole cycle 
                that it is difficult to avoid thinking 
                that the composer, while writing it, 
                must have cherished an untold dream 
                that the whole cycle might one day be 
                gathered together and heard as a whole. 
              
 
              
Another obvious difference 
                with Smetana is that Stanford is using 
                traditional Irish melodies while Smetana 
                mostly used themes of his own (and the 
                Hussite hymns introduced in Tabór 
                and Blaník are generally 
                held to be the weak points of the cycle, 
                at least for non-Czechs); yet so convincingly 
                has Stanford absorbed them into a colourful 
                late-romantic-nationalist style that 
                I feel this point is of no real account. 
                What we hear is a cycle of fine pieces 
                that can be enjoyed by anyone who has 
                a taste for nationally-oriented orchestral 
                music written in Bohemia, Norway, Russia 
                and so on. And note that I make my comparisons 
                with composers like Smetana, Grieg and 
                Glinka rather than Kodály and 
                Bartók who were already active 
                during the years (1902-1922) in which 
                Stanford wrote his Rhapsodies; yes, 
                Stanford was something of a time-warp, 
                but need that matter a hundred years 
                later as much as it probably did in 
                his own day? It is no more reasonable 
                to criticise Stanford for not adopting 
                the more radical treatment of folk-melodies 
                practised by his English pupils Holst 
                and Vaughan Williams than it is to criticise 
                Smetana for not being Janáček. 
                And let us remember that, while Smetana 
                was followed by Dvořák, Janáček 
                and Martinů, no such comparable 
                Irish figures emerged in the mid-Twentieth 
                Century. All the more reason to value 
                Stanford’s fine work, then. 
              
 
              
Yes, you will, be saying, 
                but Smetana is known the world over 
                and, if complete performances of Ma 
                Vlást are rare outside the 
                Czech Republic, Vltava is a "classical 
                pop" and From Bohemia’s Meadows 
                and Fields is pretty well known 
                too. Could the Stanford Rhapsodies have 
                the same worldwide appeal? Well, quite 
                frankly, I can’t for the life of me 
                see why not. The melodies themselves 
                are unfailingly beautiful – folk melodies 
                but shaped and extended with genuine 
                inspiration. Stanford’s orchestral colour 
                is as wide-ranging and imaginative as 
                anything else in the late-romantic line 
                and each piece is formally well-wrought 
                and satisfying. 
              
 
              
It has to be noticed 
                that the sequence of Irish Rhapsodies 
                was a fairly late flowering in Stanford’s 
                composing career, gradually taking the 
                place of the symphony as his preferred 
                orchestral form; the seven Symphonies 
                were composed between 1876 and 1911. 
                Interestingly, however, the composition 
                of concertos for solo instrument and 
                orchestra covered virtually his whole 
                creative life (1873-1919). Another important 
                point is that between 1876 and 1900 
                Stanford published approximately 250 
                arrangements of Irish melodies for voice 
                and piano, mostly gathered into the 
                three collections with words by his 
                friend Alfred Perceval Graves: Songs 
                of Old Ireland (50 settings, pub. 
                1882), Irish Songs and Ballads (30 
                settings, pub. 1893) and Songs of 
                Erin, op. 76 (50 settings, completed 
                1900). To these must be added his loving 
                if somewhat controversial volume The 
                Irish Melodies of Thomas Moore, restored 
                and arranged, op. 60 (119 settings, 
                completed 1894) and a handful of single 
                settings. All this adds up to a treasure 
                house of beautiful tunes sympathetically 
                and often highly imaginatively arranged, 
                once the basic late-romantic standpoint 
                has been accepted. Towards the end of 
                this period he was also much occupied 
                with editing the Petrie Collection 
                of Irish Music, which was issued 
                in 1902-5 and has been much criticised 
                by later ethno-musicologists. Only a 
                very small number of further arrangements, 
                almost certainly requested by publishers, 
                appeared from 1900 onwards. It can be 
                seen, therefore, that the period of 
                arranging and assimilating all these 
                melodies was practically a prelude to 
                the period (1902-1922) of using them 
                creatively in the Rhapsodies. Contemporaneously, 
                Stanford’s first cycle of Irish songs, 
                An Irish Idyll, op. 77 (original 
                melodies but much more deeply Irish 
                in their manner of expression than anything 
                he had written previously) came out 
                in 1901, to be followed by Cushendall, 
                op. 118 (1910), A Fire of Turf, 
                op. 139 (1913), A Sheaf of Songs 
                from Leinster, op. 140 (1913) and 
                Songs from "The Glens of Antrim", 
                op. 174 (1920). So the Irish songs too, 
                as a parallel expression of Stanford’s 
                Irishness, built on the earlier experience 
                of the arrangements. The Irish elements 
                in the earlier and undeniably attractive 
                Irish Symphony (1887) seem a scissors 
                and paste job compared with the Rhapsodies. 
              
 
              
We must remember, then, 
                that Stanford was using, in his Rhapsodies, 
                melodies which to him had titles and 
                words; in the cases where the poetry 
                was by Thomas Moore he would have encountered 
                it in his earliest childhood, and we 
                all know how indelibly tunes remain 
                coupled with the words to which we knew 
                them in our primary school days. Undoubtedly 
                the key to the tempi and the general 
                mode of expression of these Rhapsodies 
                can be found by hunting down the melodies 
                in the folksong collections (only no. 
                3 relies heavily on melodies to be found 
                elsewhere). It has worried me over the 
                years that Vernon Handley does not appear 
                to have done this. The clearest demonstration 
                can be found by comparing his lively, 
                racy handling of the first section of 
                the First Rhapsody (the words "Hurry 
                down, hurry down, hurry down ever, From 
                the wrack-ridden mountain and yellow, 
                rushing river" would become a tongue-twister 
                at this speed) with Stanford’s own remorselessly 
                steady beat in his 1916 recording. Dimly, 
                through the murk of the ancient recording, 
                something much more momentous, akin 
                to a Sibelius nature poem, can be discerned. 
                However, listening to the six Rhapsodies 
                consecutively and trying to take Handley 
                on his own terms, I have to admit that 
                the volatile, exuberant portrait of 
                Stanford which emerges is an attractive 
                one and, until such time as an alternative 
                view is available, there is little point 
                in going into detail. I shall merely 
                note some slightly fussy phrasing at 
                the opening of no. 4 (Nicholas Braithwaite’s 
                Lyrita recording of this piece remains 
                my favourite), undue haste in the first 
                part of no. 5 (try singing "Moan 
                ye winds, ye caverns call, / ‘Orro, 
                orro!’ to our sorrow, / While we bear 
                ‘neath one black pall / Brian, Murrough, 
                from Fingal" to the bassoon melody 
                and you will see what I mean) and again 
                at the end of no. 6, which is marked 
                Allegro, not Prestissimo. This last 
                section seems unduly short, the one 
                formal miscalculation in the whole cycle, 
                but I have an idea it would not sound 
                so if it were taken at a more reasonable 
                pace. But still, it is all skilfully 
                prepared and given with verve and affection 
                so let us be thankful for what we have. 
              
 
              
It may come as a surprise 
                to listeners today to learn that the 
                First Rhapsody was once so popular that 
                Stanford became enraged whenever he 
                heard of a performance. The inclusion 
                of the "Londonderry Air" was 
                doubtless the reason, but so was its 
                clarity and succinctness of form. It 
                also provoked a famous and vitriolic 
                attack from Elgar, in the first of his 
                Birmingham lectures (1905): 
              
 
              
Twenty, twenty-five 
                years ago, some of the Rhapsodies of 
                Liszt became very popular. I think every 
                Englishman since has called some work 
                a Rhapsody. Could anything be more inconceivably 
                inept? To rhapsodise is one thing Englishmen 
                cannot do. 
              
 
              
It is true that Stanford’s 
                Rhapsodies are under tight formal control, 
                but if this is to be taken as proof 
                of ineptitude, how terribly incompetent 
                Brahms’s various Rhapsodies must have 
                appeared to Elgar (in reality, we may 
                suppose that he admired them). Generally, 
                a rhapsody is unlikely to "rhapsodise", 
                in the sense of proceeding as a formless 
                improvisation; in the case of Brahms, 
                Dvořák 
                or Stanford himself, a rhapsody shares 
                many elements with classical sonata 
                form, while remaining free to import 
                variants which might not have prevented 
                a later composer from calling the piece 
                a sonata or a symphony anyway. Elgar 
                no doubt knew this, but "Stanford-bashing" 
                was to become an increasing obsession 
                with him and the occasion was too good 
                to be missed. It is true that Stanford 
                was not actually named (and Elgar, not 
                Stanford, was an Englishman), but he 
                believed himself the target and said 
                so publicly, and at no time during the 
                acrimonious wrangling that followed 
                did Elgar attempt to deny that it was 
                so. 
              
 
              
Stanford always had 
                an ambivalent attitude towards music 
                based on the sonata principle. The classical 
                side of him idealised it as the epitome 
                of formal perfection, but the romantic 
                in him wished for the freedom to express 
                a more personal programme, if only a 
                basic one of a "darkness to light" 
                nature. In the First Rhapsody he resolved 
                this very neatly. Using only two themes, 
                he extracted two elements from the first 
                of them, allowing him to present the 
                theme in the form of a perfect sonata-movement 
                exposition. But the development is replaced 
                by the "Londonderry Air", 
                at first gentle and ruminative, then 
                expanding to considerable heights of 
                eloquence. After a varied recapitulation 
                of the first theme the "Londonderry 
                Air" is gradually reintroduced 
                to close the work in triumph. So an 
                emotional programme is combined perfectly 
                with classical formal elements. 
              
 
              
This is not the place 
                for a detailed analysis of the remaining 
                works, which are all more complex (and 
                incorporate more themes), but each of 
                which succeeds in expressing an emotional 
                programme through a variant of a classical 
                formal type. Whether this amounts to 
                "rhapsodising" is doubtful; 
                but it is likely that the music is all 
                the better for its formal strength. 
              
 
              
In one other respect 
                Elgar was wide of the mark, for he declared 
                that the English musician was little 
                respected abroad. This hardly tallies 
                with the fact that two of the Rhapsodies 
                (2 and 4) had their première 
                performances in Amsterdam’s famous Concertgebouw, 
                under the baton of one of the greatest 
                conductors of the day, Willem Mengelberg 
                (or with the fact that, previously, 
                two of his operas, one of his Symphonies, 
                his Suite for violin and orchestra and 
                some smaller works had been heard in 
                Germany before they reached Great Britain), 
                though it may reflect his own difficulties 
                in obtaining due recognition. More recently 
                the tables have been turned, but I am 
                convinced that the Rhapsodies deserve 
                a place in the international repertoire 
                (I am less certain of the Symphonies) 
                and I urgently recommend these discs 
                to lovers of late romantic music the 
                world around. 
              
 
              
The Piano Concerto/Variations 
                
              
Stanford wrote four 
                concertos for piano and orchestra. The 
                first was a very early work (1873) which, 
                after a single performance in Cambridge 
                in 1874, was suppressed by the composer. 
                Suppressed but not destroyed; however, 
                with so much mature Stanford still unknown 
                there seems no strong reason to revive 
                it now. 
              
 
              
The "official" 
                First Concerto (available on Hyperion 
                and reviewed by me on this site) was 
                dated 1894. It has a good deal going 
                for it but it was the Second Concerto 
                (1911) which, after its first performance 
                in Norfolk, Connecticut in 1915, attained 
                a measure of popularity thanks to Benno 
                Moiseiwitsch’s championing of it (it 
                was also the only one to be published). 
                The Third Concerto (1919) belongs to 
                a group of late works for solo instrument 
                and orchestra which exist only in a 
                two-piano score. It was believed that 
                the full scores had been lost, but Jeremy 
                Dibble, in his recent book on Stanford 
                (also reviewed by me on the site) suggests, 
                surely rightly, that these short scores 
                were all that Stanford made. There were 
                no prospects of performance and, if 
                the occasion were to arise, his fluent 
                technique would have provided a full 
                orchestral score in a matter of days. 
                The late Geoffrey Bush, a strong advocate 
                of the Second Concerto, realised an 
                orchestral score of the Third which 
                has been performed, so maybe we will 
                have a recording of this one day. 
              
 
              
In between the first 
                two concertos Stanford penned a set 
                of variations on "Down among the 
                Dead Men" (c.1897-8) which achieved 
                a number of performances in its day, 
                not least by Percy Grainger. Those of 
                an analytical mind may care to look 
                up Paul Rodmell’s comments in his book 
                on Stanford (this, too, was reviewed 
                by me together with the book by Dibble), 
                in which it is shown that the composer 
                (much as he was to do in the Rhapsodies) 
                cross-bred elements of sonata form with 
                variation form to produce a structure 
                which is both ingenious and satisfying. 
                Those less inclined towards musical 
                analysis will nonetheless appreciate 
                a clear-cut structure which sounds more 
                like a short concerto in four linked 
                movements than a set of variations. 
                All should note the way in which, while 
                the theme is often transformed out of 
                recognition, the descending four-note 
                motive heard at the opening (and extracted 
                from the theme) appears as a motto throughout. 
                More importantly still, the bluff nautical 
                Stanford we know from "Songs of 
                the Sea" and "Songs of the 
                Fleet" derives any number of rousing 
                new melodies from the theme, while finding 
                space for poetic meditation in the "slow 
                movement". 
              
 
              
The Second Concerto 
                has been accused of opening with a virtual 
                plagiary of Rachmaninov’s Second Concerto 
                (which Stanford had recently conducted 
                with the composer at the piano). The 
                similarities are a) the piano starts 
                alone (but with arpeggios, not chords), 
                b) the music is in C minor and c) the 
                orchestra enters with a heroic theme 
                against piano arpeggios (but on the 
                horns, not lush strings). Too much can 
                be made of this when the continuation 
                is so different from Rachmaninov and 
                even the elements described above are 
                put to a quite different structural 
                use. Furthermore, hearing this work 
                together with the Variations, for which 
                no Rachmaninov model was available, 
                reveals a basic consistency in style 
                between the two. In the end, as so often 
                with Stanford, the composer’s natural 
                poetry wins out over his supposed models. 
              
 
              
Margaret Fingerhut 
                is extremely responsive to the poetic 
                moments in both scores. If in moments 
                of great brilliance or weight she sometimes 
                sounds penny-plain compared with Stanford’s 
                gorgeous orchestral panoply, I’m afraid 
                this is because Stanford was an experienced 
                conductor with a flair for orchestral 
                colour, but was not a comparable pianist. 
                His piano-writing is sonorous and effective 
                up to a point, but without providing 
                that ultimate challenge to the performer 
                which in its turn inspires him to give 
                his all to the public (would he had 
                plagiarised Rachmaninov more in 
                this respect!). Fingerhut is truthful 
                while Malcolm Binns, on Lyrita, sometimes 
                tries to compensate by bashing, which 
                resolves nothing. However, it is Binns’s 
                mannered treatment of the opening of 
                the slow movement which decides my preference 
                for Fingerhut. It is on account of Stanford’s 
                piano writing that the pianists of his 
                days preferred to play not only Rachmaninov 
                (there could be other valid reasons 
                for this preference!) but concertos 
                by the likes of Scharwenka and Paderewski 
                which offered less musical substance 
                but were pianistically more effective. 
                In the same way, Dohnanyi’s "Nursery 
                Rhyme" Variations are unlikely 
                to be supplanted by "Down among 
                the Dead Men". All the same, one 
                wonders what a pianist such as Moiseiwitsch 
                could have extracted from the concerto; 
                frankly, neither Fingerhut or Binns 
                is in this exalted category. 
              
 
              
Nicholas Braithwaite, 
                conducting for Binns, has the London 
                Symphony Orchestra in tow, and a number 
                of details are better brought off than 
                under Handley (whose horns are flabby 
                at the outset). On the other hand, the 
                Chandos performance has a greater sense 
                of structural coherence which seems 
                to emanate from Handley. In any case, 
                there would seem little point in buying 
                the Lyrita, a single full price CD containing 
                just the Concerto and the Fourth Rhapsody 
                (plus the brief Becket March 
                under Boult) when for less than twice 
                the price you can have the Variations 
                and the other Rhapsodies as well. The 
                recordings are good and Lewis Foreman’s 
                excellent notes have been adapted here 
                and there to their new situation. 
              
 
              
Christopher Howell