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            Arnold COOKE 
              (1906-2005)  
              Chamber Music  
              Piano Sonata No.1 (1938) [18:34]  
              Three Songs of Innocence for soprano, clarinet and piano; (words 
              William Blake) (1957);  
              No.1 Piping down the Valleys Wild [2:06]; No.2 The Shepherd [2:15]; 
              No.3 The Echoing Green [2:25]  
              Rondo in B flat for horn and piano (1950) [3:03]  
              Flute Quartet (1936) [18:02] ¹  
              Nocturnes - a cycle of five songs for voice, horn and piano (1956) 
               
              The Moon (Shelley) [2:36] Returning, We Hear the Larks (Isaac Rosenberg) 
              [2:19] River Roses (D H Lawrence) [2:51] The Owl (Tennyson) [1:06] 
              The Boat Song (John Davidson) [2:08]  
              Piano Sonata No.2 (1965) [17:35]  
                
              Raphael Terroni (piano)  
              Melanie Lodge (soprano)  
              Jonathan Jaggard (horn)  
              Patrick Williams (flute); Warren Zielinski (violin); Morgan Goff 
              (viola); Justin Pearson (cello) ¹  
              Lorraine Schulman (clarinet)  
              rec. Potton Hall, Suffolk, 15-16 July 2008; St Silas Church, London; 
              21 July 2008 (Flute Quartet)  
                
              DUTTON CDLX7247 [76:32]   
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                  It’s good to see increasing interest in Arnold Cooke’s 
                  music. This wide-ranging disc of his chamber music gives us 
                  a sheaf of first recordings; both piano sonatas and the Flute 
                  Quartet are making their first appearances on disc.  
                     
                  The First Sonata was written in 1938 but only published in 2005, 
                  posthumously. It’s a three movement work of sensible construction 
                  and effective contrasts. A taut march opens the first movement 
                  with its more relaxed ensuing B section. The writing is strong 
                  and confident, and sounds idiomatic to play. The initial arch 
                  of the Andante promises fluid a lyric Aria but it soon becomes 
                  infiltrated by chromaticism, though never enough to unseat its 
                  basic impulse. Whereas the finale is sprightly and vital though, 
                  one feels, the fugal feint is rather misplaced as a device. 
                  The false ending is much better. One knows that the word ‘Hindemith’ 
                  is never far away when referring to Cooke’s music, but 
                  there are few overt signs of it here. The Second Sonata followed 
                  nearly thirty years later. The controlled vehemence of its opening, 
                  toccata like, is a reminder that Cooke had lost nothing of his 
                  dramatic instinct. And whilst chromaticism flooded the song-like 
                  impulses in the earlier sonata, in the second it’s dissonance 
                  that attempts to subvert the writing. Here, however, the tighter 
                  construction and more integrated writing ensure that the sonata 
                  is that much more plausible and logically convincing. The finale 
                  is affirmative, even joyful, though there is a fugato here as 
                  well. As throughout, Raphael Terroni plays with eloquent control 
                  and he manages finely to balance the extroversion of Cooke’s 
                  writing with those moments of palpable warmth.  
                     
                  Written in 1936, just after his studies with Hindemith therefore, 
                  the Flute Quartet is thoroughly charming - and rather French. 
                  It summons up the era of Georges Barrère and the kind 
                  of works he performed; gauzy, impressionist and evocative. It’s 
                  remarkable quite how impressionist this work actually sounds, 
                  and its Debussian lineage and ethos, whilst distinct, is distinctly 
                  attractive. The gestures in the slow movement, for instance, 
                  are very expressive, unusually so perhaps for Cooke and the 
                  flowing variations - so seamless - and the flute’s resonant 
                  soliloquy, are fulsome and rich. A clean-limbed Rondo finale 
                  ends with a decisive pizzicato full stop.  
                     
                  There are two song cycles. The Blake cycle is Three Songs of 
                  Innocence for soprano, clarinet and piano. Melanie Lodge is 
                  an excellent guide, filing down her tone in the second song 
                  whilst clarinettist Lorraine Schulman is fluently genial, especially 
                  in the first. Nocturnes is a rather more reserved series 
                  of settings, a cycle of five songs for voice, horn and piano 
                  written in 1956. One feels the influence of Britten from time 
                  to time, notably the Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings. Cooke 
                  isn’t afraid to paint richly; the piano’s treble 
                  trills evoke the larks in the Rosenberg setting whilst the horn 
                  hints at the Reveille. There’s a scherzo-like Tennyson 
                  setting of The Owl that works in a similar way to Britten’s 
                  use of Ben Jonson’s Hymn in his Serenade. The final 
                  setting, that of John Davidson’s The Boat Song, 
                  seems to play off Britten and Hindemith.  
                     
                  Finally we have the Rondo for horn and piano with its jaunty 
                  hunting motif. Its bubbly effusion is tangily realised.  
                     
                  There are no texts, but good notes. Cooke emerges as a vitalising 
                  chamber composer. And how pleasing to get the piano sonatas 
                  after so long a wait.  
                     
                  Jonathan Woolf   
                 
                                                                                  
                  
                  
                 
                
               
             
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