This is the third volume 
                in Bridge's restoration of Karl Krueger's 
                SPAMH recordings. The Society's Herculean 
                efforts resulted in the recording of 
                much totally neglected American orchestral 
                music from the nineteenth century (and 
                earlier). In addition to recording substantial 
                orchestral scores by Louis Coerne (Excalibur), 
                Bristow and John Knowles Paine there 
                was room for chamber music by John Antes, 
                choral works by Billings and traditional 
                singing from the Appalachias. By the 
                time the Society had finished they had 
                produced over one hundred LPs. These 
                were distributed on a library basis 
                rather than being commercial issues. 
                When the SPAMH LPs were disgorged 
                onto the market this came about when 
                the Society was on its last legs and 
                was offering to give their remaining 
                stock of LPs away free. 
              
 
              
My introduction to 
                its existence was a substantial two 
                part article on the SPAMH series. This 
                was by the great Richard D.C. Noble 
                and it appeared in the UK in late 1970s 
                issues of Cis Amaral's 'Records and 
                Recordings' magazine - a home of literate 
                and inspirationally knowledgeable writing 
                about classical music. I made contact 
                with Richard and he was kind enough 
                during the early 1980s to make a series 
                of cassettes from these so that I could 
                hear the music. 
              
 
              
Krueger was born in 
                Atchison, Kansas in 1894. He studied 
                in Vienna with Robert Fuchs (whose works 
                are being recorded complete by Thorofon) 
                and Franz Schalk. After a spell as assistant 
                conductor of the Vienna Staatsoper he 
                held various music director positions: 
                Seattle (1925-32); Kansas City (1933-43) 
                and Detroit (1943-49). He founded the 
                Society for the Promotion of the American 
                Musical Heritage in 1958. 
              
 
              
The Macdowell First 
                Suite (like the Second) was premiered 
                in Boston conducted by Emil Pauer. It 
                starts with an uncharacteristically 
                dramatic In a Haunted Forest. 
                There is a touch of Tchaikovsky's Hamlet 
                here. The other movements are ebullient 
                (Chabrier), cheeky (Dukas) and poetic 
                (Grieg and the cooler Tchaikovsky) in 
                the way of light music but by no means 
                demonstrating the bleached charm of 
                his piano miniatures. Krueger and the 
                RPO give what is the best performance 
                I have ever heard of the piece. It is 
                full of vigorous restlessness, sparkle 
                and poetry. 
              
 
              
They are scarcely less 
                triumphant in the much more famous Second 
                Suite The Indian. Like the 
                First Suite this is in five titled movements. 
                Once again the territory is Lisztian; 
                indeed the Legend first movement 
                reminds me of moments from Liszt's Faust 
                Symphony and there are echoes of 
                Sibelius's Kullervo and First 
                Symphony. While there are some flavours 
                of native Indian music they are by no 
                means prominent. The auburn-toned balm 
                of the Love-Song second movement 
                is very effective. Macdowell cannot 
                muster real threat. In the In War-Time 
                movement the music is instead jauntily 
                cheerful rather than grippingly threatening 
                with similarities to the Abruzzi dances 
                in Berlioz's Harold in Italy. 
                The Dirge is a fresh piece of 
                affecting writing rather like the Love-Song. 
                It has something of the best of Grieg 
                about it - dark and reflective. The 
                finale Village Festival. If you 
                rate Glazunov's orchestral suites or 
                perhaps those of Ludolf Nielsen (Dacapo) 
                then this is cut from similar cloth. 
                This recording easily outstrips the 
                competition (Hanson on Mercury and Landau 
                on Vox). 
              
 
              
Horatio Parker, 
                the teacher of Sessions, Porter and 
                Moore is best known for his oratorio 
                Hora Novissima (it even achieved 
                a Three Choirs performance) and his 
                opera Mona premiered at the Met 
                in 1912. Vathek was inspired 
                by the gothic fantasy novella 
                of the same name by William Beckford 
                (1759-1844). Vathek is the name of a 
                Caliph whose incredible wealth enabled 
                him to indulge every sensuous instinct. 
                He enters into a compact with Eblis 
                (the Devil figure) for forbidden knowledge 
                but Eblis betrays and abandons him to 
                writhe in eternal agony in the Palace 
                of Subterranean Fire. The reference 
                points here are Tchaikovsky's Francesca 
                da Rimini, Elgar's Second Symphony, 
                Franck's Psyché and the 
                early Miaskovsky symphonies (1-4). The 
                piece ends in golden harmonic light 
                as indeed does the Herbert poem that 
                follows it. 
              
 
              
The Hero and 
                Leander symphonic poem is not 
                the only concert-piece by Herbert 
                in the catalogue. Marco Polo issued 
                a disc that included his Auditorium 
                Festival March, Irish Rhapsody 
                and Columbus Suite with 
                the Slovak Radio Symphony Orchestra 
                and Keith Brion (8.225109). Hero 
                and Leander is a full-on symphonic 
                poem - a substantial piece running to 
                almost half an hour. 
              
 
              
The legend of Hero 
                and Leander has Hero as a prophetess 
                of Aphrodite living in a tower overlooking 
                the Bosphorus. Leander, her lover, swims 
                the straits each night until drowned 
                in a storm. Hero in despair jumps to 
                her death and Poseidon restores the 
                lovers to life as a pair of birds. The 
                Love-Scene second episode has 
                some eldritch writing reminiscent of 
                the macabre writing in The Nutcracker. 
                This is a gorgeous tone poem in the 
                tradition of Holbrooke (Ulalume, 
                Queen Mab and The Raven) 
                and Bantock (Witch of Atlas and 
                Dante and Beatrice) without quite 
                the exalted exotic flair of a Griffes 
                or a Parker. 
              
 
              
Arthur Farwell's 
                suite of music for the Oriental-themed 
                play by Lord Dunsany is as richly imagined 
                and expressed as Griffes' Pleasure 
                Dome of Kubla Khan. Bracket the 
                style of this piece somewhere between 
                the exotic works of Adolphe Biarent 
                (Contes d'Orient on Cyprès), 
                Mily Balakirev (Tamara) and Rimsky-Korsakov 
                (Antar). The remorseless 
                bluntly ungainly thuds gaining in volume 
                and range as the finale The Stone 
                Gods Return progresses.  This 
                suite follows a savage and exotic tale 
                with beggars outside the city of Kongros 
                impersonating the city's stone gods 
                and enjoying a brief heighday of sensual 
                indulgence before the real gods return 
                Golem-like and avenge the impiety by 
                turning the beggar impostors to stone. 
                The people take the petrification of 
                the beggars as verification of the pretenders' 
                status as Gods. 
              
 
              
Henry Hadley who 
                conducted the New York premiere of The 
                Gods of the Mountains in 1931 was 
                born in Massachusetts and studied in 
                Vienna. He was the conductor of the 
                Seattle, San Francisco and New York 
                orchestras. He was a determined champion 
                of American music who included American 
                music in every programme. He was an 
                early supporter of music radio broadcasts 
                giving many studio concerts during the 
                early days of radio. He wrote four symphonies 
                of which the Second is The Four 
                Seasons (starting with Winter). 
                This is, in layout and achievement, 
                similar to the Raff, Huber and Rubinstein 
                symphonies. The idiom which never lacks 
                distinction veers from Tchaikovsky (suites 
                and ballets) to Grieg (Gynt and 
                the Symphonic Dances) to Smetana 
                (Ma Vlast) to Glazunov (The 
                Seasons), discursive and illustrative 
                rather than epic or tragic. As if to 
                confirm this the work ends with a modest 
                gesture from the violins. I detected 
                a little more wear on the original tapes 
                for this symphony than on the other 
                items in this munificent set. 
              
 
              
Hadley's Salome 
                was inspired by seeing Oscar 
                Wilde's play. The plotline is related 
                to episodes in the story rather like 
                the annotated tone poem scores of Joseph 
                Holbrooke. The use of the orchestra 
                is sophisticated with exotic sinuous 
                flavouring from the woodwind. Parts 
                of it link with the contemporaneous 
                Sibelius tone poem Pohjola's Daughter 
                and with Liszt's Faust Symphony. 
                The by turns rapturous, restive and 
                troubled late-romanticism of this score 
                has about it less of Strauss and more 
                of what we now recognise as Bantock 
                and Holbrooke. If some of the tracks 
                have something of the music (e.g. tr.9) 
                for a dumbshow/mime about them, the 
                Dance of the Seven Veils and 
                the Death of Salome have weight 
                and emotional impact. 
              
 
              
The very extensive 
                English only notes are by Malcolm Macdonald 
                and they provide us with extensive background 
                - a veritable encyclopaedic entry for 
                each piece. I lament only the absence 
                of a detailed account of the history 
                of the SPAMH project. There is a fascinating 
                story to be told, I am sure. 
              
 
              
The playing of the 
                RPO is superlative and the close-up 
                rugged analogue sound does gripping 
                justice to everyone's commitment. Listen 
                to the dazzling pizzicato at the start 
                of the last movement of MacDowell's 
                second suite. 
              
Rob Barnett