Anima Eterna Brugge and van Immerseel take an unexpected trip 
                  away from their traditional pastures. In the liner-note, van 
                  Immerseel explains this by his love for the composer’s music, 
                  and by his observation that in recent years public interest 
                  in Poulenc has been steadily waning. I totally share van Immerseel’s 
                  feelings towards the composer and I was thrilled to see how 
                  his music would be presented by a conductor and ensemble that 
                  are firmly associated with period practices of Renaissance to 
                  early Romantic music. My point of reference was the Decca line 
                  of excellent Poulenc recordings, with Pascal Rogé and Charles 
                  Dutoit. 
                  
                  The first movement of the Two-Piano Concerto is completely 
                  irreverent. It is humorous and arrogant, with a leap-frog game 
                  of themes and motifs. Poulenc was always a man of contrasts, 
                  and so we meet gamelan-like lakes of translucent serenity, with 
                  silver droplets. The slow movement is very Mozartean, with soft, 
                  shimmering yellow tones. The middle episode is more active and 
                  impatient. The finale is like a tarantella with various inserted 
                  episodes. There’s little in the way of structure, but there 
                  is a lot of joy. The entire concerto is a very special creation, 
                  and if you don’t know it yet you really owe it to yourself. 
                  Its joie de vivre is irresistible. 
                  
                  The Neo-Baroque Suite Française is based on the dances 
                  from Claude Gervaise’s Livres de danceries of 1655. The 
                  instrumentation - oboes, bassoons, trumpets, trombones, harpsichord 
                  and percussion - creates the atmosphere of a Renaissance festival, 
                  a kind of French Pulcinella. It brings to mind feasts, 
                  tournaments and stately court dances, though many harmonies 
                  are very XX century. This is a happy marriage of the two eras 
                  - so different yet so close. The honey-tongued harpsichord, 
                  the misbehaving drums and the frolicking woodwinds have great 
                  fun. The music oozes that unique French charm, warm and sunny. 
                  
                    
                  Concert Champêtre is not as instantly loveable 
                  as the Two-Piano Concerto, but it is interesting nevertheless. 
                  The Baroque and the Modern reach towards one another like stalactites 
                  and stalagmites, meeting and growing into each other. We may 
                  be reminded of the original meaning of the word “baroque” – 
                  a grotesque, irregular pearl. The mood alternates between excited 
                  and mystical. The first movement starts with a stately introduction, 
                  where the orchestra and the harpsichord exchange statements. 
                  Then we enter a Haydnesque Allegro, lighthearted and 
                  whimsical. The middle episode goes from plaintive to march-like. 
                  New themes are generously thrown into the mix. The music reaches 
                  symphonic heights, and is suddenly cut. We then enter what seems 
                  to be a pensive, suspended and occasionally ghostly cadenza 
                  with orchestral comments. After a short bustling bridge, the 
                  recapitulation disperses the seriousness. The slow movement 
                  is in the manner of a Siciliana, steady and melancholic, placid 
                  yet not static. Again, a contrasting episode is inserted in 
                  the middle, with a sudden change of mood: cold, creepy Nachtmusik. 
                  The positive mood returns, though its positivity is now somewhat 
                  ambiguous. The finale is the least interesting of the three 
                  movements – mostly because its busily buzzing character is what 
                  is expected if a harpsichord concerto. The harpsichord combs 
                  up its thick golden fleece and the orchestra bubbles happily. 
                  
                  
                  The performance of the three works is consistent: energetic 
                  and sharp, not rushed. The recording is excellent, very vivid, 
                  multi-dimensional. It is as if a visual aspect had been added 
                  to the music and the tiniest details are revealed. All instruments 
                  are well projected. This is music which is played right in front 
                  of our eyes. But this coin has an obverse: with such attention 
                  to detail the big picture tends to suffer and music can take 
                  on a heavy quality. 
                  
                  So, in the Two-Piano Concerto, the orchestra sounds more interesting 
                  in van Immerseel’s recording than, for example, in the Rogé/Deferne/Dutoit 
                  on Decca. The sound in the new recording is more spectacular. 
                  On the other hand, Dutoit sounds lighter and cooler in the first 
                  movement, and his mysterious lakes are silver, compared to van 
                  Immerseel’s sunlit gold. In the slow movement, the Decca performance 
                  is more alive, more charming, and more poetic. The Decca-recorded 
                  musicians fully inhale and exhale, and can play piano, 
                  while van Immerseel’s forces deploy gradations starting from 
                  mezzo-piano and up. He also seems to take only half-lung 
                  breaths. In the finale, van Immerseel reluctantly participates 
                  in the fun. The episodes feel glued together but the end-to-end 
                  draught which pulls me straight through the entire movement 
                  is barely present. Such a contrast with the Dutoit. 
                  
                  Van Immerseel’s Suite Française sparkles. It sounds traditional 
                  and fresh, young and old at the same time, just as it should. 
                  The harpsichord is placed in a very forward position. 
                  
                  The performance of Concert Champêtre is devoted. The 
                  winds are deep, and the harpsichord reaches piano-like expressivity 
                  and diversity. I do not quite feel all the requisite depth in 
                  the slow movement. This maybe as a result of a close recording. 
                  Van Immerseel’s vast Baroque experience is felt in the finale. 
                  If Dutoit’s third movement seems boring after the first two, 
                  van Immerseel manages to make it multi-layered and interesting. 
                  Even this did not help me to warm to this movement, and I still 
                  consider much of it rather mechanical. 
                  
                  I warmly welcome such an unusual contribution to the Poulenc 
                  discography. I hope that the popular stature of Jos van Immerseel 
                  and his ensemble will contribute to the composer’s reputation. 
                  The more “retro” pieces came out more successfully – after all, 
                  this is van Immerseel’s domain. I have mentally dubbed this 
                  album “Poulenc in Versailles”. I think Poulenc would like it. 
                  
                  
                  The two pianos date from 1896 and 1905, so frankly they are 
                  not “period” in a true sense: the Two-Piano Concerto was written 
                  some thirty years later. The harpsichord is a 1983 copy of a 
                  1749 instrument. 
                    
                  Oleg Ledeniov