In recent years I’ve come across some fine guitar recordings, 
                  among them the Los Angeles Guitar Quartet’s Brazil – 
                  review 
                  – and a most entertaining disc of Heinrich Albert guitar duos 
                  – review. 
                  Both proved an unexpected pleasure, combining original programmes 
                  with playing of grace and good humour. Both ensembles were unknown 
                  to me at the time, which is true of Duo Trekel-Tröster until 
                  now. Steffen Trekel is described in the liner-notes as ‘one 
                  of the world’s leading mandolin players’, while guitarist Michael 
                  Tröster is similarly lauded. Usually I don’t set much store 
                  by these effusive biographies, but after listening to this recital 
                  I’m not about to argue. 
                  
                  This combination of instruments is unusual, but American guitarist-composer 
                  Frederic Hand’s Prayer is very effective in the way it 
                  blends the guitar’s warm tones with the florid steeliness of 
                  the mandolin. Not only is it a most affecting piece, it’s also 
                  buoyed by a strong sense of collaborative music-making. That’s 
                  a quality I admired in both the LAGQ and Albert recordings I 
                  mentioned earlier. This new disc is also warmly recorded in 
                  an intimate yet airy acoustic. A promising start, but I did 
                  find the first and third of the Gershwin preludes – originally 
                  written for solo piano – a tad short on charm and rhythmic vitality. 
                  That said, the slow, rather wistful second prelude is much more 
                  engaging, the mandolin sounding remarkably like a banjo at times. 
                  
                  
                  Gershwin was no stranger to popular music, and that’s true of 
                  movie maestro John Williams too. The latter’s sweeping film 
                  scores are among the most memorable of the past 30 years or 
                  so, although I feel neither he – nor Spielberg – are at their 
                  very best in Schindler’s List. It’s an undeniably haunting 
                  piece, but does it work in this arrangement? Not entirely; yes, 
                  it has some heartfelt moments – the final bars especially – 
                  but there’s a curious sense of detachment elsewhere. Which is 
                  a pity, as the playing is splendid throughout. 
                  
                  Moving south of the border we have Mexican Eduardo Angulo’s 
                  De Aires Antiguos, an affectionate homage to the enduring 
                  traditions of his homeland. There’s a pithy quality to the writing, 
                  notably in the more animated passages, counterbalanced by more 
                  easeful episodes. Rhythms are beautifully managed, the mandolin 
                  adding plenty of piquancy to the mix. This is just what one 
                  expects of a disc devoted to music of the Americas, a range 
                  of exotic flavours and textures that makes the comparatively 
                  bland Williams piece seem even less appropriate in this company. 
                  
                  
                  No such quibbles about Rogerio Dentello’s punning Suite 
                  TnT, written for Trekel and Tröster. From its meandering 
                  Preludio – the guitar’s lower notes especially well caught – 
                  to the glittering embellishments of Choro and on to the 
                  slow, sultry Brazilian waltz, where the mandolin adds a cooling 
                  spray to the mellow sounds of the guitar. It’s a gorgeous, very 
                  sensuous, juxtaposition, reprised the freewheeling ‘fun and 
                  games’ of Brincadeira. The easy rhythms and pin-sharp 
                  precision of these players is a joy to hear; indeed, this is 
                  the sunniest, most endearing piece on the disc, and one whose 
                  charms refuse to fade even after repeated listening. 
                  
                  Fellow Brazilian Egberto Gismonti carries this congenial theme 
                  through to Aguar e vinho, the warm glow that accompanies 
                  a fine wine reflected in the honeyed tones of the guitar. Without 
                  wishing to condemn this music to the ghetto of ‘easy listening’, 
                  this repertoire does lend itself to relaxed, postprandial auditioning. 
                  Celso Machado’s Paçoca, which refers to a peanut dish 
                  from north Brazil, is no less appetising; it’s slightly lopsided 
                  rhythms are beautifully judged, the tangy mandolin entirely 
                  apt. As for Pé de Moleque, a samba-choro that takes its 
                  name from a peanut and sugar delicacy, one could be forgiven 
                  for thinking Trekel and Tröster were Brazilians born and bred, 
                  such is the fluency and idiomatic nature of their playing. 
                  
                  Máximo Diego Pujol’s three-movement Sonatina Caótica, rigorous 
                  in its structure and extremes of timbre, is certainly not as 
                  random as its title might suggest. Again, I was struck by the 
                  rapport between these players, who articulate and shape their 
                  parts with sensitivity and style, even in the wilder passages. 
                  The effervescent Presto is as good a snapshot of this duo’s 
                  abilities as anything else on this disc; one can only marvel 
                  at their nimble fingerwork and seemingly intuitive response 
                  to the music’s shifting colours and rhythms. 
                  
                  ‘North to South’ may not be the most inspiring title for a CD, 
                  but don’t let that put you off. Indeed, this disc provided some 
                  much-needed sunshine on an otherwise grey, late December afternoon. 
                  Thorofon’s liner-notes offer a sensible amount of detail on 
                  the works played – always useful where relatively new or unknown 
                  repertoire is concerned – and the recording is beyond reproach. 
                  Guitar and mandolin buffs will want to hear this collection; 
                  anyone who relishes first-class musicianship – or wants something 
                  slightly different – should do the same. 
                  
                  Dan Morgan