For impact, Gregson’s music, as demonstrated 
                by this CD, takes some beating. Edward Gregson is the Principal 
                of the Royal Northern College of Music in Manchester, and as a 
                composer he has enjoyed a considerable reputation for thirty years 
                largely for a variety of vividly realised music for band, including 
                several concertos which have been variously recorded (notably 
                on the Doyen label). Some years ago now I encountered Gregson’s 
                Missa Brevis Pacem when my daughter played in it as a member 
                of the National Children’s Wind Orchestra, and it was immediately 
                apparent that here was a composer with the common touch of a Britten 
                in such music. One can only rejoice that Gregson has at last stamped 
                his personality on the wider orchestral repertoire with this very 
                successful Chandos disc. 
              
 
              
The coruscating extended opening fanfares of 
                Blazon feature those aspects of the orchestra which Gregson 
                has always done best – brass and percussion. Paul Hindmarsh in 
                his excellent notes tells us that Gregson described Blazon 
                ‘as a miniature concerto for orchestra’ which grew out of an earlier 
                piece, Celebration, for symphonic winds, harp and piano. 
                The orchestra is divided into concertante groups who each have 
                their own music. Gregson called one of his earlier works ‘Dances 
                and Arias’, a title which could apply to much of his music, and 
                certainly encapsulates this contrasted musical landscape, the 
                reflective atmospheric song-like instrumental interludes, perfectly 
                judged to reflect the general energy and brilliance. It allows 
                the BBC Philharmonic wind players to show their strengths, which 
                they do in uninhibited style. It underlines Gregson’s characteristic 
                strengths – the dance, the fanfare and the song-like line – which 
                constitute some of his most memorable invention. 
              
 
              
BBC Radio Three habituées will remember 
                the broadcast of this programme from the Royal Northern College 
                of Music last February. I was at the concert and it was notable 
                at the time how immediate and exhilarating Gregson’s music was 
                in the hall. Now tidied up in the studio over the following two 
                days, with the soloists in perfect balance, here is music of today, 
                music of substance and wide communication which one hopes will 
                put the composer on the regular concert scene. The violin soloist 
                had a notable personal success with the audience in the hall, 
                though I must say I had not seen him before. Professor of violin 
                at the Paris Conservatoire for nearly 25 years, Charlier was the 
                soloist on Chandos’s earlier recordings of the concertos by Dutilleux, 
                Roberto Gerhard and Gerard Schurmann. The concertos both identify 
                closely with their soloists, and the soloists with them. Both 
                are on a substantial scale, running around half an hour. Both 
                exhibit a strongly personal voice. 
              
 
              
Gregson’s fascination with the dance becomes 
                more and more intriguing, and it seemed to have reached a climax 
                with his choral work The Dance, Forever the Dance, a notable 
                success in 1999. The Violin Concerto comes from this same background 
                and has a programme suggested by three quotations that appear 
                above the three movements. For the first he quarries a quotation 
                from The Dance taken from Oscar Wilde: ‘But she – she heard 
                the violin, And left my side, and entered in: Love passed into 
                the house of lust.’ With such a tag we may expect both dances 
                and arias, and we are not disappointed. The violin soon arises 
                from the romantic atmospheric opening, which is quickly left behind 
                in the violin’s relentless figuration. Gregson’s high lying lyrical 
                line has momentary reminiscences of earlier twentieth century 
                concertos, by Walton, Samuel Barber and Prokofiev’s Second. Wilde, 
                in his poem ‘The Harlot’s House’, shows the woman preoccupied 
                by a distant waltz, and Gregson’s music reaches a climax with 
                an insistent dance macabre, reinforced by the ensuing cadenza 
                for violin and timpani. This runs on into the second movement, 
                still a dark and threatening atmosphere, which at first strikes 
                an autumnal note, this time with a quotation from Verlaine in 
                French, this is the English: ‘The drawn-out sobs of the violins 
                of autumn wound my heart with a monotonous languor’. Here Gregson’s 
                brooding strings presage one of the work’s high points as he continues 
                to explore the world of the first movement leading to a huge and 
                threatening climax before relaxing into the textures heard at 
                the opening of the first movement. Here the music achieves a passing 
                hard-won serenity as at the close of the movement the solo violin 
                sings deliciously over running harp figurations. The finale sets 
                out with what seems to be an Irish reel, albeit a Gregsonian version 
                of one, the superscription this time coming from Yeats (‘And the 
                merry love the fiddle And the merry love to dance.’) but this 
                is still a troubled world we are passing through. At one point 
                the muscular string music from Blazon appears, but although Paul 
                Hindmarsh’s notes tell us we have finally achieved general rejoicing, 
                this is still very much music of today evoking the world as it 
                is, there is to be no serenity. 
              
 
              
The earlier Clarinet Concerto has a similar dramatic, 
                quasi narrative thread running through it, though without quotations 
                giving us any non-musical clues; the solo clarinet’s odyssey, 
                ultimately successful, is left to us to divine. This is a clarinet 
                concerto on a notably large scale, and in its wide-spanning argument, 
                symphonic in intensity and scope. It was commissioned by the BBC 
                Philharmonic for Michael Collins and first heard in 1994, and 
                it impressed then for its scale, for its approach centred on the 
                soloist and for its typical rhythmic closing section, capped, 
                as the composer tells us, by ‘the melody for which the whole concerto 
                has been waiting’. Clarinettist Michael Collins has really identified 
                with the music and he gives a remarkably personal and personable 
                account of the music. 
              
 
              
The filler, Stepping Out, is a vigorous 
                string orchestra essay in minimalism which suggest John Adams. 
                Indeed, the booklet quotes the throwaway remark, presumably made 
                by the composer: ‘John Adams meets Shostakovich, with a bit of 
                Gregson thrown in’. In fact the second part, a tempestuous fugue, 
                is pure Gregson in its drive, excitement and no-nonsense cut off. 
              
 
              
If you have not come across Gregson before do 
                try this approachable and eloquent music. The BBC Philharmonic 
                production team of Mike George and Stephen Rinker have done a 
                great job for Gregson and Chandos. 
              
Lewis Foreman  
              
see also Concerto 
                for Orchestra