I was reflecting that this repertoire must rarely have been played 
                with such spirit and expertise since the famous old Mercury records 
                by the Eastman Wind Ensemble under Frederick Fennell. Then I looked 
                at the booklet and saw that Fennell himself became principal conductor 
                of the TOKWO in 1984, and conductor laureate in 1996. But Douglas 
                Bostock has been their principal conductor since 2000 and I am 
                sure he deserves all due credit for maintaining such excellent 
                standards as well as for his lively and understanding interpretations. 
              
                It 
                  seems to me that Bostock, like his Scottish colleague Donald 
                  Runnicles, has suffered from the British tendency to view with 
                  suspicion native conductors who have mostly made their career 
                  abroad. A curious inversion of this strange mentality emerged 
                  when Simon Rattle, the local wonder-kid who could do no wrong 
                  for as long as he remained in Birmingham, was called to Berlin 
                  and became overnight an unscrupulous careerist with hardly any 
                  talent at all. The true-blue-Brit idea that one just doesn’t 
                  get mixed up with foreigners is taking a long time to die.
                This 
                  series is not intended to provide “The Best of British Music”. 
                  As Bostock himself tells us in a note, the title comes from 
                  the expression “the best of British luck” and points more than 
                  anything else to the predominantly cheery mood of these mostly 
                  lightish pieces. But, while any choice of the best of British 
                  music would have to embrace such things as “Enigma”, “Gerontius” 
                  and “Peter Grimes” – just to stay in the period covered here 
                  – the foreigner who comes to British music through this series 
                  should nonetheless get a highly favourable impression.
                The 
                  opening “Flourish” by Vaughan Williams, for example – which 
                  was new to me – says a remarkable lot in two-and-a-half minutes. 
                  It has that noble breadth which entered British music through 
                  Parry, but also a suggestion in its countermelodies of a certain 
                  subversive cheekiness.
                Percy 
                  Grainger’s “Lincolnshire Posy” has – characteristically – a 
                  crazily misleading title, for its slow movements pack a real 
                  emotional punch. Together with the irresistible verve of its 
                  quicker pieces, this is a BIG work, and as good a refutation 
                  as any of Constant Lambert’s notorious dictum that the only 
                  thing you can do with a folk-tune is to “play it again louder”.
                I’m 
                  not quite so sure about the Hoddinott “Welsh Airs and Dances”. 
                  They’re pleasant enough, but while Vaughan Williams, Grainger 
                  and Holst all showed in their own day that a composer can be 
                  contemporary without losing his audience, Hoddinott in this 
                  case seems to be trying the George Lloyd trick of just not being 
                  a contemporary composer at all. There isn’t the character here 
                  that you find in his best serious works.
                Holst 
                  certainly doesn’t lack character and this rare Japanese Suite 
                  is no exception. I have always loved it in Boult’s Lyrita recording 
                  of the original orchestration and have never seen why it didn’t 
                  reach the same popularity as “Beni Mora”. Bostock doesn’t wean 
                  me off the original but the music is remarkably effective in 
                  this form and the actual interpretation stands up well beside 
                  Boult’s.
                In 
                  the Elgar, too, Bostock seems to have inherited Boult’s way 
                  of making this music swing without ever getting bogged down 
                  in the patriotic moments. No. 4 starts with the right air of 
                  suppressed excitement just dying to burst out – which of course 
                  it soon does. 
                On 
                  paper, I thought it a bit unimaginative to follow the two Elgar 
                  marches with another march, but this cheeky piece by Grainger 
                  is something else again and makes a whoopy ending to a programme 
                  which should encourage foreigners to explore British music while 
                  at the same time providing some rarer items for the British 
                  collector.
                The 
                  notes by Lewis Foreman contain all the information one would 
                  expect from him, the recording is excellent and I have volumes 
                  2 and 3 lined up for review so watch this space! 
                Christopher 
                  Howell 
                
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