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Cheltenham 
            Festival 2008 (4):
            
            James Gilchrist (tenor); The Schubert Ensemble, Pittville Pump Room 
            8. 7.2008 (JQ)
            
            Music by Martin Butler, Percy Grainger, Ralph Vaughan 
            Williams and Antonín Dvořák
            
            Martin Butler: Sequenza Notturna
            Percy Grainger: Songs for tenor and piano
The Power of Love
Lord Maxwell’s Goodnight
Dedication
Brigg Fair
Ralph Vaughan 
            Williams: On Wenlock Edge
            Antonín Dvořák: Piano Quintet in A Op. 81
            
            
            The Schubert Ensemble is celebrating its twenty-fifth anniversary 
            this year and they made a welcome return to the Cheltenham Festival, 
            bringing with them a varied programme.
            
            They have a reputation for championing contemporary music and, 
            indeed, have commissioned more than eighty new pieces over the 
            years. The work by Martin Butler was written for them and they 
            premièred it in 2003. Its inclusion in this programme was 
            appropriate because, as violinist Simon Blendis told us before the 
            concert began, they’d given the first performance of American 
            Rounds, an earlier piece written for them by Butler, in this 
            very hall at the Cheltenham Festival of 1998. This more recent piece 
            is dedicated to the memory of Luciano Berio, who died in 2003.
            
            Mr Blendis told us that Sequenza Notturna contains “folk-like 
            rhythms and melodies” and he and his colleagues have detected a 
            variety of influences, including Turkish, Spanish and Middle Eastern 
            music. At a first hearing I couldn’t really pick out many of these 
            though the more vigorous central section of the work put me in mind 
            of Romanian music and of Bartok at times. The work, which is for 
            piano quartet, begins very quietly with bell-like piano sounds and 
            quiet string harmonics. The viola melody that emerges eventually, 
            and which is taken up gradually by other instruments, seems to have 
            a Middle Eastern flavour to it. After the more energetic central 
            section the music returns to the quiet, crepuscular musings from 
            which it emerged.
            
            I must be honest and say that I wasn’t terribly impressed by this 
            piece, certainly not at a first hearing. I couldn’t really discern 
            what the composer was “getting at” – I didn’t find his brief 
            programme note about the piece a great deal of help, I fear. I 
            suspect that it needs someone more attuned than am I to modern 
            chamber music. It’s only fair to say that I met four discerning 
            friends in the interval and they’d all enjoyed it more than I had.
            
            I was much more taken with the performance of the Dvořák Quintet, 
            which formed the second half of the programme. In the first movement 
            the performers tapped the lyrical vein of Dvořák’s muse very 
            effectively but they also conveyed the strength of the music. They 
            made the piece sound like Brahms in Bohemia, which I think is 
            absolutely right. I especially relished the drive and sweep that 
            they brought to the closing pages.
            
            The second movement, called ‘Dumka’ (lament), is quite extensive. In 
            it Dvořák intersperses passages of quicker music into the frame of a 
            gently poignant main idea. I liked the way the Schubert Ensemble put 
            across the more melancholy music without overstating the case and 
            their integration of the faster sections within the overall 
            structure was impressive.
            
            I thought they brought out the gaiety and energy of the scherzo 
            quite delightfully. The rhythms were sharply etched and the music 
            danced along, though there was also grace and charm in the trio. As 
            for the vivacious finale, the enjoyment of the players as they 
            played this outgoing music was clear to see. In summary they gave a 
            fresh and enjoyable performance of this fine piece of chamber music 
            and their playing fully justified the warm reception. The one 
            criticism I have – and this applied to On Wenlock Edge 
            also – is that the second violin player was seated in such a way 
            that she was all but obscured by the first violinist. Had he been 
            seated just a few inches further back it would have made all the 
            difference. As it was, from my seat very near the front and almost 
            level with the violinists, I could scarcely hear the second player.
            
            If, during the interval, I disagreed with my friends as to the 
            merits of the piece by Martin Butler there was no disagreement at 
            all between us over the excellence of the performances in which 
            James Gilchrist had been involved during the first half.
            
            First he gave us a quartet of songs by Percy Grainger, in which he 
            was splendidly accompanied by William Howard, the pianist of the 
            Schubert Ensemble. Opening with what he described as Grainger’s 
            “astonishingly enigmatic” song, The Power of Love, his 
            exquisite and beautifully controlled head voice was evident in the 
            first verse – what a demanding opening to a recital! – while the 
            steel and power in his voice were used to full effect in the louder, 
            dramatic repetition of the stanza.
            
            Gilchrist introduced the remaining songs in a witty yet thoughtful 
            way, which must have enhanced the audience’s appreciation of them. 
            His account of Lord Maxwell’s Goodnight was dramatic 
            and highly involving and he gave a very intense reading of the short 
            but “extremely uneasy” Dedication. Finally, we heard a superb 
            rendition of Brigg Fair in an arrangement by Gilchrist and 
            William Howard of Grainger’s original for tenor and unaccompanied 
            chorus. I thought this worked very well indeed.
            
            The whole ensemble came together for Vaughan Williams’s On 
            Wenlock Edge. This was the piece to which I’d been looking 
            forward most keenly on the basis of Gilchrist’s superb 2006 
            recording of the work for Linn Records (CKD 296). On disc he was 
            accompanied by his regular recital pianist, Anna Tilbrook, and the 
            Fitzwilliam Quartet but his partnership here with the Schubert 
            Ensemble was every bit as good and my expectations were fully met – 
            indeed, they were exceeded. The only cause for regret was that some 
            members of the audience applauded after each of the first few songs, 
            thereby vitiating, at least in part, the atmosphere so skilfully 
            built up by the performers. You would have thought that the people 
            concerned would have realised after the first song, when most of the 
            audience stayed quiet, that applause was unwelcome but the penny 
            didn’t drop for some people until after the third song!
            
            But even that lack of consideration for others could only mar 
            slightly a superb performance of these Vaughan Williams songs. The 
            first song, ‘On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble’, was immensely 
            dramatic. One could almost feel the chilly wind blasts conjured up 
            by the players while Gilchrist’s singing was tremendously ardent. 
            This riveting performance was followed by a superbly controlled 
            account of ‘From far, from eve and morning’, In this hushed, inward 
            piece Gilchrist gave a wonderful exhibition of the use of the head 
            voice. His physical gestures, while not overdone, were as expressive 
            as was his singing.
            
            In ‘Is my team ploughing’ Housman constructs a dialogue between the 
            dead young man and his friend who has outlived him. The marvellously 
            withdrawn way in which Gilchrist portrayed the dead man touched the 
            heart while the survivor’s responses were ardent and manly – at 
            first. But the dialogue becomes more impassioned in the last two 
            stanzas, starting at “Is my friend hearty?” Here Gilchrist invested 
            the words of the dead young man with more passion. But it was the 
            last verse that really brought home the point of the poem. Through 
            his vivid, urgent singing Gilchrist emphasised that the survivor is 
            tortured, guilty. This was as fine a reading of the song as I’ve 
            heard.
            
            ‘Oh, when I was in love with you’ starts off almost as a merry 
            little ditty but the second of the two stanzas goes deeper and 
            Gilchrist and his partners brought out very successfully the 
            essential dichotomy of this superficially light little song. They 
            were just as responsive to the moods of ‘Bredon Hill’.  The 
            instrumentalists provided a truly pregnant introduction before 
            Gilchrist began superbly to unfold the story. At first, in response 
            to the quite innocent tone of the poem, his tone was light and airy. 
            Among countless felicitous details in his performance of the whole 
            cycle, I noted the plangent colouring which he brought to the words 
            “coloured counties”. At the end of the third stanza the words “Good 
            people, come and pray”, delivered with a steely ring, were a clarion 
            call. Then this masterly reading attained new depths in the fifth 
            stanza (“But when the snows at Christmas”). The mood was changed by 
            the glacial playing of the Schubert Ensemble and Gilchrist’s voice 
            had the chill of despair in it. The final stanza was darkly 
            powerful. The tension in the music was built up quite superbly until 
            Gilchrist delivered the line “O noisy bells, be dumb” with searing 
            agony. As the performers brought the song to a hushed conclusion, 
            Gilchrist repeated the final words “I will come”, sotto voce. 
            I could have strangled the person who chose that very moment to 
            cough loudly; could they not have waited just a few seconds?
            
            The last song, ‘Clun’ starts easily enough and one is almost lulled 
            into thinking that RVW is providing a relaxed, pastoral coda after 
            the raw emotions of the previous song. However, the fifth and sixth 
            verses are more intense in feeling and once again Gilchrist and the 
            players caught the mood to perfection. I loved the easeful, gentle 
            way they delivered the last verse and the postlude contained lovely 
            violin and cello solos.
            
            This was a quite outstanding account of On Wenlock Edge. 
            During the two instrumental works on the programme the Schubert 
            Ensemble gave a splendid demonstration of musical teamwork. In these 
            Vaughan Williams songs they folded James Gilchrist into the team 
            quite effortlessly. This was a collegiate and very understanding 
            performance in which all six musicians involved seemed as one. But 
            for all the excellence of the playing I have to say that the star of 
            this particular part of the show was James Gilchrist. He didn’t push 
            himself forward as ‘The Star’; indeed, his very positioning within 
            the instrumental group emphasised the team approach. But his singing 
            was so utterly compelling that it demanded the audience’s attention 
            from first to last. The songs are ideally suited to his voice and to 
            his interpretative skills and when I hear him sing like this I 
            wonder if there’s a finer English tenor currently before the public.
            
            Very rightly the capacity audience responded enthusiastically to 
            this and to all the other performances in the programme. We were 
            splendidly and stimulatingly entertained.
            
            John Quinn
            
            
            
            
            
              
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