This beautifully produced CD and booklet introduces us to what for most of 
                  us will be a new name, George Frederick Boyle. He was born in 
                  Australia but after studying with Busoni and touring the western 
                  world he ended up in America. There he taught and played, meeting 
                  the greats like Paderewski and Backhaus to whom he dedicated 
                  several works. The opening work on the CD, the Ballade, 
                  is dedicated to Leopold Godowsky whom I had thought the greatest 
                  virtuoso of the twentieth century having heard what he did in 
                  the re-arranging of Chopin’s Etudes. 
                    
                  This Ballade is an arresting piece, appearing somewhat 
                  sectionalised on first acquaintance and almost like a fantasia. 
                  Once heard a few times one finds that its themes recur and develop 
                  imaginatively and in a fascinating way. Even so, as Timothy 
                  Young’s notes stress, the piece is heard as “a unique 
                  improvisation”. There are frequent changes of tempo and 
                  textures “unique harmonies, dissonances and modulations”. 
                  So it’s quite apparent that in George Boyle we have an 
                  extraordinary musician - a superb pianist, technically and musically, 
                  but also a composer who knows exactly what he is doing and how 
                  to achieve it. Why, as a contemporary of Rachmaninov in an age 
                  of the Romantic virtuoso, is he such a recondite figure? 
                    
                  Part of the answer may lie in the fact that Boyle only occasionally 
                  seems to have visited Europe. Although his music is fascinating 
                  it is difficult to pin down a definitive style. The Ballade 
                  is emotionally searching and very chromatic but perhaps one 
                  has heard it all before. 
                    
                  The Sonata is a massive work of three movements. It is 
                  dedicated to the Australian virtuoso Ernest Hutcheson (d.1951) 
                  and consists of a lengthy Moderato un poco maestoso, 
                  followed by an Andante Pensieroso and finally an Allegro 
                  ma non troppo. This is where pianist Young really comes 
                  into his own with some powerful, yet also delicate and highly 
                  sensitive playing. It is an epic work in the full-blooded late-romantic 
                  style but showing some influences including Debussy - whose 
                  ‘Preludes’ Boyle had premiered in America - and 
                  Liszt in its drama and harmony. Apparently Boyle was renown 
                  as a great player of the extraordinary B minor Sonata. Boyle’s 
                  is an insiders’ piece. By that I mean a pianist’s 
                  sonata as it includes some effects that only a strong pianist 
                  could have realised. The first movement lasts longer than the 
                  other two put together, and at times it does ramble. It contains 
                  all of the motifs and themes found elsewhere and is a cyclic 
                  sonata. It’s worth getting to know the opening two subjects 
                  of the sonata form 1st movement fairly thoroughly. 
                  The “world-weary” second movement as, Young describes 
                  it, is in a clear ternary form. This leads into a “dance-like 
                  finale in B minor” (yes, that key again) which after a 
                  few, contrasting dreamy sections, culminates in “an exciting 
                  coda” which “brings the work to a convincing conclusion 
                  with the Maestoso theme (of the first movement) “entirely 
                  transformed”. 
                    
                  I couldn’t help but wonder how a composer of such astonishingly 
                  difficult music as the above would handle music with such a 
                  simple title as Five Piano Pieces and sections entitled 
                  Summer, Valsette, Minuet. The fact that 
                  these are dedicated to each of five talented pupils, one including 
                  Muriel Sprague, means that they are of varying difficulty. These 
                  are not the sorts of pieces you would find even for Grade VIII! 
                  
                    
                  Whilst listening to the first, Summer I was gazing out 
                  onto a rare (for this summer) azure blue sky above my garden 
                  with not a breath of wind. I found this really impressionist 
                  score completely apt and enticingly lovely. The Valsette 
                  is charm itself, the Improvisation harmonically quite 
                  probing and free. The Minuet is delightfully dreamy but 
                  the final Songs of the Cascade, which is the most virtuosic, 
                  is a water fountain of thousands of notes creating a wonderland 
                  of rose-garden colours. 
                    
                  This piece and the CD as a whole have made me realise that Australians 
                  are even worse than we British at keeping their ‘lights 
                  under bushels’. It’s astonishing to think that for 
                  almost all of us this music will be utterly unknown and that 
                  these are world premiere recordings. The disc is glamorously 
                  presented in its cardboard case on firm and glossy paper with 
                  photographs of the composer and performer and two useful essays 
                  as well as a list of all of the benefactors to the CD company! 
                  The recording is superb and the performances miraculous, clear 
                  and a credit to the composer and to all concerned with the project. 
                  
                    
                  Gary Higginson