Maurice 
                was born on the shores of Lake Geneva. He studied music in Stuttgart 
                with Percy Goetschius and settled in Munich for twenty years from 
                1899. During the Great War he was in charge of music at various 
                POW camps. In 1919 he returned to Switzerland. There are operettas, 
                oratorios, song cycles with orchestra, ballets, overtures and 
                operas in the Maurice worklist.  
              
 
              
The 
                overture to the 1932 operetta La Nuit tous les chats sont 
                gris is at first a restive playfully flickering reflection 
                of John Foulds' overture Le Cabaret with brilliant work 
                for brass and woodwind. Later it yields to ecclesiastical and 
                then impressionistic musing on the French folksong Au clair 
                de la lune. A cock-crow summons the Berliozian brilliance 
                of the opening - a Roman Carnival or Benvenuto Cellini 
                indeed.  
              
 
              
Both 
                Guy-Ropartz and Maurice were drawn to write music inspired by 
                Pierre Lôti's Pêcheur d'Islande. Maurice's 
                four episodes make an early impressionistic suite. The introspection 
                of Sur La Mer d'Islande is reminiscent of the Bachian devotions 
                of Saint-Saëns' prelude to La Déluge with an 
                insistent figure that might well have stuck in the memory of Mario 
                Nascimbene when he wrote the main theme for the film, The Vikings. 
                After grim intimations come bucolic themes with much cheery work 
                for the woodwind. I am not sure that such stark contrasts work 
                well. The mellow slow wash of Propos d'amour is much more 
                successful with its sustained sunset glow. L'attente sur la 
                falaise (keeping watch from the coast) glows and glowers rather 
                than howls. If this atmospheric suite has a weakness it is its 
                emphasis on mood over drama. It does however go to show that Maurice 
                was a composer of sensitive integrity.  
              
 
              
Almost 
                a quarter of a century after Tchaikovsky's overwhelming Francesca 
                da Rimini, Pierre Maurice wrote his own 'symphonic poem after 
                Dante'. This is a work potently eloquent in its depiction of mood. 
                It has some well-spun love music which has Tchaikovskian resonance 
                (6.34) and, as Adriano's notes suggest, it is also a burnished 
                invocation to darkness. It is of a type that we find in the gloomy 
                prelude to Bernard Herrmann's music for Citizen Kane as 
                the camera tracks through the ruined dreams of Xanadu.  
              
 
              
After 
                the Daphné Prelude, with its Hansonian theme and 
                faintly impressionistic treatment, comes the latest work in this 
                collection; another piece inspired by Greek legend. Perséphone 
                is strangely Straussian in its writing for the horns but then 
                reverts to type with smoothly undulating themes carrying a suggestion 
                of George Butterworth when animated and of Delius or Bantock (Pierrot 
                of the Minute - a work to receive a new recording from Hyperion 
                later this year, 2003) when reflective. Perhaps early Roussel 
                (Dans la forêt) and D'Indy (Jour d'été) 
                would be closer parallels. This is a work of instinctive meandering, 
                rhapsodic temperament and perhaps occasionally loses the plot. 
                To compensate there are some revelatory moments such as the murmuring 
                strings at 7.21. The second movement of Perséphone 
                takes us back into Herrmann territory. Who knows, Bernard Herrmann 
                might have given Maurice an outing or two during his incredibly 
                varied NBC studio broadcasts in the 1930s. This is also the sort 
                of music that would have appealed to Constant Lambert and still 
                more to Sir Thomas Beecham. Relief from the gloom of Perséphone's 
                enforced exile to Hades comes at 5.43 in the second of the two 
                movements.  
              
 
              
The 
                Fugue for strings is well-rounded, almost voluptuous, and 
                certainly defies the academic dust that normally settles on such 
                creations.  
              
 
              
Not 
                desperately compelling music but surely there is room in the world 
                for such sincere romantic-impressionist creativity.  
              
 
              
Rob 
                Barnett 
              
see 
                also review by Michael 
                Cookson