Erb's buzzingly tense 
Contrabassoon 
                Concerto has the feeling of a fantasy but one ‘conducted’ 
                in a shadowed landscape falling into night. That initial pedal-pointed 
                rumble recalls the start of Bax’s First Symphony and Strauss’s 
                
Also Sprach. The sound is brilliant without being unnatural. 
                The contrabassoon in this compact single movement work does not 
                try to be the sort of troubadour the tuba is in the RVW concerto. 
                One can nevertheless hear - in his skill and invention - why Erb 
                has been such a successful composer. In his catalogue this concerto 
                is flanked by his 
The Seventh Trumpet for orchestra 
                (1969) and two years afterwards by the Concerto for Brass and 
                Orchestra (1986).
                 
                
Richter’s endearingly entitled 
Blackberry Vines 
                and Winter Fruit is also tense but there’s a bleakness 
                too. This must be reflective of – as the composer writes – ‘the 
                lonely beauty of the Vermont winter landscape …”. Do not be fooled 
                into thinking that this is some icy pastoral like 
Winter 
                in Glazunov’s 
The Seasons. There’s a sort of oratorical 
                anger here. If it is picturesque one might be forgiven for thinking 
                of the sort of landscape that Ligeti had in mind for his 
Le 
                Grand Macabre.
                 
                Montana-born 
Erik Lundborg’s Switchback 
                is a “homage to the big sky of my youth”. It’s a nature tone-poem 
                of the Rockies. Again it sounds modern - like the Richter but 
                more cataclysmic. The writing is angular and the title refers 
                to the switchback roads necessary to attain the State’s mountain 
                heights. The music is bright, frank in its discord and discontinuity 
                as well as in its forbidding eloquence. This is nature without 
                the yielding human element.
                 
                
Irwin Bazelon was a pupil of Hindemith, Bloch and Milhaud. 
                Bazelon’s two movement 
Eighth Symphony joins the honour 
                roll of American works for orchestral strings alongside Schuman’s 
                Fifth and the Sinfoniettas by Herrmann and Waxman. Here Bazelon 
                again arrogates to himself the laurels of dissonance and does 
                so without fleer or flinch. This is hard-line, unrelenting music; 
                no punches are pulled. Explorers should note. His First Symphony 
                is on 
Albany. 
                There is an unrecorded Symphony No. 3 but the others have all 
                been in the studio: No. 2 
Testament to a Big City (1962) 
                and No. 6 (Albany TROY 370), No. 4 (1965) (Albany TROY 363), No. 
                5 (1967) (CRI CR623 (1993)), No. 7 
Ballet for Orchestra 
                (1980) and No. 9 (Albany TROY 174), No. 8 ½ (1988) and No. 10 
                (unfinished, 1995) (Albany TROY 101).
                 
                The notes are extremely thorough and informative if in necessarily 
                small print. The performances and sound are of elite quality.
                 
                Here are four fairly uncompromising and distinctive American works. 
                The Bazelon is the most demanding in its dissonance and the Erb 
                the most instantly approachable though still complex.
                 
                
Rob Barnett