John Quinn’s 
review 
            of this CD is a pretty full account of its context and contents, and 
            I find myself in agreement with what he says. I had already encountered 
            Gabriel Jackson’s music on CD way back in 2006, which would 
            make 
this 
            one of my earliest reviews for MWI. It was already clear then that 
            Jackson’s compositional voice was the genuine article - deeply 
            personal and beautifully crafted, continuing a strong British tradition 
            while building a magnificently defined oeuvre which enriches that 
            tradition and keeps it vibrant and alive in our time. The alchemy 
            between superbly written choral music and that potent heritage of 
            Baltic vocal performing comes together in
A ship with 
            unfurled sails in a special way, making this one of those ‘must-have’ 
            releases. 
              
            What is particularly striking with these pieces is their emotional 
            range. After the energetic 
The Voice of the Bard which is a 
            tremendous kick-off, we are delivered a remarkable arc which takes 
            us from absolute calm to a climax of stunning intensity. The homophony 
            with which 
O Doctor optime opens creates a fine frame for the 
            conclusion of this opening trilogy, its inspired conclusion a fitting 
            close to the first ‘act’, if that’s the way you 
            want to hear this nicely structured programme. 
              
            The 
Missa Triueriensis or ‘Truro Mass’ is a fine 
            work which invites and deserves a great deal of affection, it’s 
            often multi-layered techniques creating an on-going sense of communication 
            to go along with some gorgeously expressive music. References to past 
            musical idioms appear in the plainchant moments of 
Thomas, Jewel 
            of Canterbury, elements of simplicity which are given an impasto 
            treatment, with closely chasing canonic lines generating fields of 
            sound. 
Sanctum est verum lumen is Jackson’s forty-part 
            homage to Tallis’s 
Spem in alium. This has already appeared 
            on a Delphinium CD (see 
review) 
            but this performance is an equally intriguing experience with plenty 
            of fine sounds, though the structural cohesion of the piece is hard 
            to trace amongst the elegant sufficiency of vocal effects. 
              
            The title track, 
A ship with unfurled sails, is where the link 
            between the Baltic and the U.K.’s traditions link closest, with 
            its text by Doris Kaerva. This is a highly atmospheric piece, the 
            vocal undulations reflecting the gentle tides of the Baltic sea, even 
            if this isn’t the work’s main subject. 
              
            The final piece, 
Ave regina caelorum, introduces us to a new 
            sonority of electric guitar. John Quinn had his doubts about this 
            piece, and I tend to agree. The electric guitar has been used in a 
            ‘classical’ setting before of course, and composers such 
            as 
Georges 
            Lentz have made attempts to establish it as a vehicle for expression 
            far removed from rock music. This is all well and good, but to my 
            ears the contrast between an angelic choir and a distortion pedal 
            is too angular for comfort. There are reasons why the collaboration 
            between Jan Garbarek’s saxophone and the Hilliard Ensemble (see 
            
review) 
            is so popular. The sense of music’s ‘breath’ from, 
            say, organ pipes to the 
bass 
            clarinet into something shared rather than coming from opposite 
            sides of the blanket is a quality which this kind of music seems to 
            demand. This 
Ave regina caelorum has a conflicted, ‘revise 
            me’ quality which alas doesn’t do great things for the 
            rest of the disc, having as it does some lovely moments and others 
            which sound as if the recording session had been crashed by Bart Simpson. 
            
              
            The final track aside this remains a very fine disc indeed, and deserves 
            to sell in truckloads. 
              
          
Dominy Clements   
          See also reivew by John 
            Quinn