The Ambache Ensemble 
                on Chandos recently challenged the core 
                of this collection of Beach’s chamber 
                music – the Violin Sonata and the Quartet. 
                Challenged, yes, but they failed to 
                breach because these 1999 performances 
                are the superior ones – more flexible, 
                natural-sounding and idiomatic and in 
                the case of the Violin Sonata with a 
                better sense of pacing and superior 
                intonation. Premiered by the composer 
                and the irascible violinist Franz Kneisel, 
                famed and feared teacher, leader of 
                the Boston Orchestra, the sonata was 
                taken up by Ysaÿe and Pugno who 
                gave it at least one performance in 
                Paris, in 1900. It’s cast in four movements. 
                The opening movement is full of gentle 
                lyricism, and the Pascal/Polk duo catch 
                very well the musing intimacy that gives 
                it such lift and life. They also catch 
                the elasticity of line without which 
                the movement tends to fracture into 
                dainty reflection and are tighter in 
                tempo and in terms of thematic incident 
                than their Chandos rivals. They give 
                the start of the Scherzo a deceptive 
                sense of introversion but give good 
                value to the piu lento section that 
                delves into more reflective, wandering 
                lines. Marked con dolore, the 
                piano opens the Largo with real nobility 
                of utterance and there is increasing 
                turbulence alongside the intense and 
                soaring cantilena and playing in alt 
                even if Beach does rather stretch her 
                line too far. The driving, late Romantic 
                finale is enjoyable with ingrained lyrical 
                reminiscences of earlier themes and 
                a three-voiced fugue, which itself reminds 
                one of the fugal section in the first 
                movement. These two players are certainly 
                more up to tempo than their English 
                counterparts and take the con fuoco 
                instruction rather better to heart. 
              
 
              
The Quartet was only 
                published after Beach’s death. Begun 
                in 1921 it was completed in 1929 in 
                Rome. She uses Alaskan Inuit songs – 
                as she had before in her 1907 piano 
                piece Eskimos. I like the way 
                the Lark Quartet bring out the shifting 
                chromaticisms here as indeed they do 
                a sense of cool intensity and intimations 
                of bleak abstraction. This is an intensely 
                contrapuntal work with a keening, intimate 
                texture. It is in one movement though 
                fairly clearly sub-divided into three 
                sections with a final recapitulation. 
                It’s a work with a decidedly austere 
                profile, enriched by tremolandi, and 
                a fugato section that may remind one 
                of the corresponding fugato in the Violin 
                Sonata. Above all there’s purity and 
                intimacy here in this fine performance. 
              
 
              
The Trio is a work 
                of summation. It was written in 1938, 
                a late work in which Beach returned 
                to earlier compositions and used them 
                anew or, in her down to earth words 
                – "Trying a work from old material. 
                Great fun." And so it is – three 
                brief movements rich in Debussyian wistfulness, 
                with strong reminiscences of her Brahmsian 
                piano past (see parts of the Violin 
                Sonata for more but no Liszt in the 
                piano writing that I can hear). She 
                charts an eclectic compositional course, 
                ending with a fine marching finale, 
                chock full of confident syncopation 
                and real animation. Great fun indeed. 
              
 
              
Part of Arabesque’s 
                invaluable Beach series this shouldn’t 
                be overlooked in the welter of Joanne 
                Polk’s solo piano works. These are just 
                as valuable and have the advantage of 
                a fine recording and dedicated, understanding, 
                expert performances. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf