These three French string trios make fascinating 
                disc-mates. Each demonstrates a degree of mastery over form; each 
                establishes a distinct sound and emotive world and each presents 
                a highly personalised response to the form. I suspect to collectors 
                it is Cras’s trio that will be the most immediately compelling. 
                Composed on board a warship in 1926 this is a work of profound 
                imagination written in four movements of unceasing skill. The 
                bold oscillations of the first movement lead onto a more overtly 
                impressionistic second subject, more indeterminate, though sweetly 
                contrasted with the brisk decisive flourish that surrounds it. 
                Everything here is driven by subtle rhythmic and colouristic plasticity 
                of the most rewarding kind. The Lento opens with a colour-glint 
                in the sun, which leads to the introduction of some Eastern European 
                folk elements – Balkan sounding – complete with drones and the 
                violins’ increasingly lyrical strangeness. All this drives the 
                viola to an agitated call to arms – and the movement continues 
                in this aspect of intensity, uncertainty and otherness to its 
                close. Cras introduces violin pizzicati in the third movement, 
                accompanied by an imitative "guitar" – there’s a torrent 
                of verve and vivacity here and developing power as well. The work 
                ends with a folk fugato of headstrong animation; a profusion of 
                energy courses through the movement, plentiful dynamics are observed 
                and the surge of drama sweeps all before it. This is a work you 
                must hear. 
              
 
              
Following Cras’s ebullient and masterful Trio 
                Roussel’s may seem a mite reserved but don’t be fooled. This valedictory 
                work, his last completed composition, is a work of real power 
                and concision. Its Allegro Moderato opening movement opens with 
                clarity, linearity but also with melodic serenity and ends in 
                a neo-classicist cadence of summative significance. The heart 
                of the Trio is the Adagio, which spins thematic inter-relatedness 
                with utter precision but no hint of manipulation of material. 
                Instead there is a striving romanticism only partly obscured by 
                the strong chromaticism. One need not listen too hard to hear 
                those lamenting inner voices, or to wonder at the composer’s peaceful 
                affirmation of an ending, one that has been reached through powerful 
                engagement. And so he turns to his finale, a sweetly lyrical march, 
                each instrument almost comically exaggerated in terms of delicacy 
                and articulation, as if Roussel were biding us a satisfied and 
                knowing farewell. 
              
 
              
Françaix’s Trio is a four-movement affair 
                of real charm. It opens with a lacy moto perpetuo with individual 
                melodic voices popping up, lots of pizzicati and scurry and wisps 
                of melody – short, sharp, very Françaix. The Scherzo that 
                follows is a boisterous affair with hints of a Mahler Ländler, 
                heavy leaning on beats and a mordantly satiric feel all round 
                but the Andante brings veiled reflection in almost brilliantly 
                strong – and quite deliberate – contrast. He signs off with a 
                rollickingly witty, exaggerated and high spirited Vivo Rondo; 
                back comes the Scherzo naughtiness, there are plenty of heavy 
                suspensions and a retarded, swing effect; unison droning and a 
                scampering rush to the finish and then, when we get there, an 
                insouciant pizzicato throwaway end. 
              
 
              
Good, succinct notes and fine, incisive and thoughtful 
                playing from the Offenburg Trio whose recorded debut this was. 
                They prove worthy ambassadors for this wilful, complex and impressive 
                corpus of music. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf