It has been a long while since I have heard a major work by Bax 
                for the first time. In the 1970s and early 1980s this pilgrimage 
                of discovery came through the kindness of older collectors who 
                wanted nothing in return. It’s difficult now to evoke the delight 
                of those now-quaint cassettes arriving in the post in ones or 
                twos. Couple this with the weekly scanning of Radio Times for 
                Bax items. The off-air tapes from enthusiasts were played exhaustively. 
                Those recordings were often primitive but how else in those days 
                could I hear Northern Ballad No. 2 and a couple dozen other 
                things that were just tantalising names to me at the time. With 
                Bax the riches now available it’s difficult to imagine how little 
                Bax was available in the 1970s. 
              
The Bax Concertino 
                    – written for Harriet Cohen - starts in a combination 
                    of the pearly piano ecstatic tremble of the start of the Winter 
                    Legends and the leafy emerald shimmer of Spring Fire. 
                    The music also touches on Ireland and the sepulchral rumblings 
                    of Bax’s own Northern Ballad No. 2. Bebbington is wonderful 
                    at the weaving of moonlight and steel. Warlike thrusts cut 
                    through the ecstatic and the rhetorical. There is a celebratory 
                    roar to the music yet the first movement ends in a typically 
                    magical Baxian moonlight. The slow pulse and dreamy climaxes 
                    recall Scott’s two piano concertos. The finale is not short 
                    on catchy Baxian figures, Irish jiggery, fast flurries and 
                    a certain cinematic triumph. Ultimately the finale lacks conviction. 
                    As for the name … well, I suspect Concertino was a 
                    working title rather than a permanent choice. It sits ill 
                    with the music which has bardic Nordic strength. Vintage Bax.
                  
Other Bax revelations 
                    remain possible though they are all early works. What about 
                    the 1904 Variations for Orchestra, his earliest 
                    completed orchestral work? From the following year there’s 
                    A Song of War and Victory and most intriguing of all 
                    is the 1907 Symphony in F. It was never orchestrated. Bax 
                    wrote that "I was engaged upon a colossal symphony which 
                    would have occupied quite an hour in performance, were such 
                    a cloud-cuckoo dream ever to become a reality". Now that 
                    I want to hear. Surely a sympathetic orchestrator au 
                    fait with the echt Baxian style will step forward?
                  
On the remainder 
                    of this disc Bebbington and the Orchestra of the Swan blithely 
                    accommodate the warm and natural trajectory of the Ireland 
                    Piano Concerto. It’s an often idyllic work and needs room 
                    to stretch and breathe. This it receives and Bebbington brings 
                    out the piece as never before. It does, I suppose, have similarities 
                    with the Cyril Scott First Piano Concerto of fifteen years 
                    earlier and remains a fragile bloom that needs careful nurture 
                    if it not to be bruised. For contrast the finale is snappy 
                    and the brass memorably bare their teeth. The woodblock perhaps 
                    implies a tribute to Ravel while other sections are reminiscent 
                    of the de Falla whose Nights in the Gardens of Spain was 
                    a favourite of Cohen though she never recorded it.
                  
The Ireland 
                    Legend is even more enigmatic and enthralling. 
                    It picks up on prehistoric England and carries the murmur 
                    of ancestral voices. These sometimes confide in a language 
                    no longer known and sometimes bray out with otherworldly malevolence. 
                    In its short compass the work is full of stimulating musical 
                    detail including the delightful interplay of taut rhythmic 
                    work at 6:21 – glorious. There’s also some lovely cor anglais 
                    writing which laps around the upland walks and grazings of 
                    Sussex. Druidic stuff wonderfully done. 
                  
With good notes 
                    by Bruce Phillips and by Graham Parlett this CD should do 
                    very well indeed. The piano needs controlled impact to make 
                    its message. Bebbington is one of the very few whose illustrious 
                    cushioned tone appears to transcend the percussive nature 
                    of the instrument. That he does so much for British music 
                    in the recording studio and the concert hall is to his great 
                    credit. This disc continues the line from his recent Ferguson-Rawsthorne 
                    SOMM disc. The recording here is one of Somm’s very best.
                  
Phillips has brought 
                    the Ireland Trust out into sunlight after decades when its 
                    profile was very low indeed. Parlett, the ‘onlie begetter’ 
                    of the Concertino as a concert reality has already 
                    done so much for Bax. I hope that he will soon turn his attention 
                    to orchestrating those early works – the Symphony first please.
                  
The works on this 
                    disc make very good companions – brethren under the skin.
                  
              
Rob Barnett