Zádor was one of the many expatriate European composers who 
                  fled from the spectre of Nazism during the 1930s and sought 
                  refuge in Hollywood. There he worked in the film industry – 
                  not principally as a composer but orchestrating the works of 
                  others, in particular his fellow-Hungarian Miklós Rósza. He 
                  was responsible for the arrangement of Rózsa’s Spellbound 
                  Concerto. He was also active in promoting his own concert 
                  music. Throughout his career he received a number of commissions 
                  and performances from an impressive array of American-based 
                  conductors as well as – more surprisingly – Weingartner and 
                  Furtwängler, presumably the latter before he left Europe in 
                  1938. Apart from the suite from his opera-oratorio Christopher 
                  Columbus (Cambria CD-1100) and a set of eight Studies 
                  recorded shortly before the composer’s death, however, none 
                  of his work seems previously to have found its way onto CD. 
                  His neglect as a composer both by Hollywood and record companies 
                  may seem surprising given his high profile during his lifetime. 
                  His Children’s Symphony included on this disc received 
                  over a hundred performances, the informative booklet note by 
                  Frank K DeWald informs us.
                   
                  Listening to the works on this CD, it is perhaps not quite so 
                  surprising. Hollywood studio chiefs may in particular have been 
                  unimpressed by Zádor’s apparent unwillingness – or inability 
                  – to compose really memorable themes. There is nothing here 
                  to rival the sheer creativity of Rózsa, or Waxman, or Korngold. 
                  The music is always impeccably and imaginatively orchestrated, 
                  and the melodies are gracefully shaped, but they lack the sheer 
                  impact that is needed for them to make an indelible impression. 
                  The most effective piece is the Hungarian Capriccio 
                  written before the composer left for America. It’s a bubbling 
                  scherzo which, if it is not in the same league as Bartók or 
                  Kodály, is at least as good as anything by composers such as 
                  Léo Weiner, who has not after all been quite as totally forgotten. 
                  A recording of this Caprice by Ormandy with the Philadelphia 
                  Orchestra was included in the collection issued in November 
                  1999 to celebrate the centenary of his birth (review). 
                  It has since disappeared from the catalogues.
                   
                  At the same time if the music is not of the first rank, it is 
                  by no means negligible. The most substantial work here, the 
                  Children’s Symphony, is a series of charming short 
                  tone-pictures where the depiction of The farm finds 
                  Zádor out-Straussing Strauss’s sheep (in Don Quixote) 
                  in his graphic depiction of farm animals. There’s a particularly 
                  insistent cow lowing in the tuba. The booklet notes for this 
                  movement refer to a “principal theme that recalls the traditional 
                  children’s chant It’s raining, it’s pouring”; the resemblance 
                  seems more to be to Bye baby bunting, but it is significant 
                  that this quotation - if that is indeed what it is - is one 
                  of the strongest themes in the work. The Csárdás Rhapsody 
                  finds Zádor looking back on his Hungarian homeland with a wistful 
                  series of glances that has, for once, a theme of real melodic 
                  memorability. It is delivered at the outset by a solo clarinet 
                  before the full orchestra takes over.
                   
                  The Aria and Allegro which opens the disc begins atmospherically 
                  and beautifully, but the brass when they enter disturb this 
                  mood. The following Allegro with a number of fugue-like 
                  passages brings to mind the neo-classicism of Bloch’s later 
                  American works. The suite of Five Contrasts really 
                  have very little in common with each other, sounding more like 
                  a series of sketches for film scores of various genres. 
                  The booklet note suggests that the Introduction evokes 
                  the sounds of a film noir score. The fourth Scherzo 
                  rustico has hints of Mahler in its depiction of a heavy-footed 
                  country dance. The use of an accordion in this movement bears 
                  witness to Zádor’s acute ear for orchestral effects. Unfortunately 
                  the main theme of the fugue in the Finale, with its 
                  weaving tendrils, lacks any real sense of melodic profile and 
                  becomes submerged almost immediately.
                   
                  Also unfortunately this recording does not really do the music 
                  the full justice from which it might well benefit. We are told 
                  in the booklet that the “Budapest Symphony Orchestra MÁV” (the 
                  initials are not explained, but are those of the orchestra’s 
                  patrons the Hungarian railway company) consists of “ninety professional 
                  musicians”. They do not sound like that many here, or look like 
                  that many in the booklet photograph. The strings in particular 
                  sound under-manned, and the brass regularly dominate the picture 
                  as soon as they enter. They relegate the violins to the middle 
                  distance. You can hear that the players are working away furiously, 
                  but all too often they are overwhelmed by their wind colleagues. 
                  They are not helped either by the recording acoustic, a very 
                  dry broadcasting studio which sounds cramped and unyielding. 
                  It is surprising to note that the conductor is also credited 
                  as the producer of this disc. One would have hoped that he would 
                  have sought to rectify such matters in the recording suite, 
                  even if the basically unglamorous sound of the studio was beyond 
                  his control.
                   
                  The playing, quite apart from matters of balance, is efficient 
                  rather than inspired. The trumpet solo near to the beginning 
                  of the Aria and Allegro is surely too loud, and disturbs 
                  the tranquillity of the music as soon as it enters. The piccolo 
                  solo in the Autumn pastorale, the second of the Five 
                  Contrasts, lacks any sense of feeling. One realises that 
                  the piccolo is not an instrument best equipped for romantic 
                  warmth, but the sound here is very white and emotionless in 
                  what one suspects could be a very attractive melody if handled 
                  more sympathetically.
                   
                  Listening to the similarly dry 1975 recordings of the suite 
                  from the opera Christopher Columbus (with some horribly 
                  strained choral singing) and the Studies confirm both 
                  Zádor’s strengths and weaknesses as a composer. This is not 
                  helped by the superimposition on the track of the suite of a 
                  narrative recorded by Lionel Barrymore – who grotesquely pronounces 
                  Requiem as Ree-qui-em! – nearly 25 years earlier. 
                  The booklet notes in this new issue refer to Zádor’s setting 
                  of Christopher Columbus as “one of his most successful 
                  works”. On the basis of the examples on this disc it would appear 
                  that his earlier pieces in general were his best. Perhaps exile 
                  sapped his inspirational gifts. Could we perhaps be allowed 
                  to hear more of his music, preferably in a more generous acoustic? 
                  Zádor, despite his limitations, does not deserve the total neglect 
                  that appears to have been his lot since his death.
                   
                  Paul Corfield Godfrey