I 
                like John Rutter’s music; there, I’ve said it. Only on MusicWeb 
                can you read such shocking revelations. He’s an easy target, 
                and one I refuse to shoot at, because, having performed and conducted 
                his music, I know what his aims are and how successful he is in 
                consistently achieving them; of how many living composers can 
                one say that? Yes, his music is sometimes too smooth and too pretty 
                for its own good. But many, many choristers will testify to how 
                much they have enjoyed singing the music, and what an impact it 
                has had upon their audiences. On the other hand, it can be argued 
                that this music is really not best heard on a recording. A CD 
                entirely of Rutter can leave you feeling as if you’ve just scoffed 
                a whole box of chocolates at one go – i.e. very queasy and with 
                a slightly guilty conscience.  
              
 
              
The 
                "Mass of the Children" is his latest large-scale offering 
                to set alongside such works as the ‘Lichfield Canticle’ and the 
                ‘Requiem’, and it arose from the composer’s desire to write something 
                that would allow adult and youth choirs to work together. He’s 
                hardly the first to do this, of course – it’s a trend that goes 
                back well beyond Gustav Mahler – but choral societies will welcome 
                the opportunities it presents.  
              
 
              
However, 
                I did find the Mass harder to enjoy than some of his earlier works; 
                since the Requiem, Rutter has tended to give voice to the 
                sweeter, more tranquil side of his nature, eschewing drama or 
                tension. Yes, he can still write a charming melody, and he deploys 
                his forces with total professionalism. But there is a lack of 
                real emotional contrast – negative feelings tend to be hinted 
                at, dark shadows that momentarily pass across the music but never 
                assert themselves strongly. It’s never long before the prevailing 
                calm is re-established.  
              
 
              
So 
                there is a little disappointment, though Rutter ‘groupies’ will 
                certainly find heaps to enjoy. The Missa brevis text (i.e without 
                Credo) is interleaved with settings in English, such as 
                the morning and evening prayers from Bishop Thomas Ken's hymns 
                for Winchester College, William Blake’s ‘The Lamb’, and so forth. 
                This last will probably polarise listeners into admirers and detractors 
                of the Rutter style; the former will find it spontaneous, one 
                of those melodies that immediately sounds as if it has always 
                existed; the latter will find it trite, predictable and sickly! 
                 
              
 
              
The 
                sequence of anthems that follow tends to confirm the negative 
                view, and it isn’t until we get to the final track, ‘Come down, 
                O Love divine’ of 1998, that the rather more contemporary, not 
                to say experimental, side of Rutter is heard. Written for the 
                Musicians’ Benevolent Fund’s annual St.Cecilia’s Day service, 
                the composer describes it as "..a piece which, I think, speaks 
                with a different voice from any of my others". I would agree; 
                it makes a welcome contrast, and I personally think it was a mistake 
                to stow it away right at the end of the CD. It’s certainly worth 
                hearing.  
              
 
              
The 
                performances are highly accomplished. As usual, Rutter has chosen 
                soloists with fresh young voices, and the same goes for the excellent 
                Cambridge Singers – though the blend of voices in the altos is 
                less convincing than in the past. Michael Kibblewhite’s Cantate 
                Youth Choir sing with a bright and open tone that brings the music 
                vividly to life, and makes a refreshing change from the more commonly 
                heard cathedral style of singing. The recording is as good as 
                we’ve come to expect from Collegium, though it does sound very 
                studio-based and squeaky-clean. There is one clumsy piece of editing, 
                too, that makes poor Roderick Williams appear to stammer in his 
                very first entry – "C- Christe eleison".  
              
 
              
Nevertheless, 
                a splendid issue of its kind, though the chocolate-box image is 
                rather strengthened by the packaging; the insert reminded me of 
                one of those nasty cheap greetings cards you see inscribed with 
                something along the lines of ‘Love is….’. Not nice at all! Don’t 
                be put off – there is some very fine music-making here.  
              
 
              
Gwyn 
                Parry-Jones