My late MusicWeb International colleague Bob Briggs was passionate 
                  about the music of Barbara Harbach (b. 1946). He is responsible 
                  for most of this site’s previous discussions of her music: 
                  Volume 
                  1, Volume 
                  2, Volume 
                  3, Volume 
                  4, Volume 
                  5; Byzantion covered Volume 
                  6. This seventh CD in the Harbach anthology, dedicated to 
                  music for string orchestra, is my introduction to her music, 
                  and I’m going to join Bob and Byzantion in enthusiastic 
                  advocacy of her music. 
                    
                  For those who missed the first six reviews, Barbara Harbach 
                  is an American organist, harpsichordist, researcher and teacher 
                  (at University of Missouri, St Louis) who has edited new editions 
                  of Clara Schumann and earlier women composers, recorded for 
                  labels such as Albany and Naxos, and evidently found time to 
                  compose a lot of music too. Her works are distinctive and immediately 
                  appealing. This is a tonal, in some ways old-fashioned American 
                  sound, with plaintive harmonies, hymn-like tunes, and a simple 
                  beauty throughout (think Appalachian Spring meets African 
                  spirituals). But I’m misusing the word simple, because 
                  Harbach’s music is finely crafted at all times; this is 
                  a composer whose every stroke makes her ability clear. 
                    
                  It’s hard to describe Harbach’s style because she 
                  falls in that unfortunate no-man’s-land of contemporary 
                  composition: music that’s undeniably rewarding to listen 
                  to from the very start, and appealing to everybody, but not 
                  at all kitschy, pandering or simplistic. New should always mean 
                  different, and while Harbach has clear antecedents she’s 
                  no imitation, but new shouldn’t always mean taxing, and 
                  this CD is not. The tone is set immediately by the Sinfonietta, 
                  with its wistful opening movement, reminiscent of Barber and 
                  Copland in its melodic, clearly heartfelt searching for some 
                  kind of solace which is not found. The rest is more chromatic 
                  and ‘modern’ but with humor and an earnest spirit: 
                  Copland might again come to mind, but he was more acidic at 
                  times, and his tunes had a recognizable stamp where these blaze 
                  their own trails. 
                    
                  Many of the selections are based on African-American spirituals 
                  and other folk traditions; the Freedom Suite bears three 
                  portraits of members of the Scott family (Dred Scott was the 
                  slave who, in 1857, unsuccessfully brought a Supreme Court case 
                  suing for his freedom), and its movements quote or evoke spirituals 
                  from the heart of the American south. The Two Songs from The 
                  Sacred Harp are similarly affecting melodic gems, based 
                  on hymns from very early in American history (The Sacred 
                  Harp was an 1844 hymn-book), but with Harbach’s own 
                  sensitive updating. The first song brings a second melody stated 
                  by a solo violist and then developed by solo violin and cello; 
                  the second contains a gentle fugue on a tune published in 1770. 
                  
                    
                  As beautiful as those are, the standout for me is the Demarest 
                  Suite, written for a school orchestra in the town of Demarest, 
                  New Jersey. For this unlikely commission, Harbach has written 
                  a twelve-minute masterpiece: the opening sees expansive, open-ended 
                  sonorities (more reminiscent of string music by, say, Rautavaara) 
                  take shape over a jaunty bass line. According to the booklet, 
                  this first movement is meant to symbolize childhood and young 
                  love, but while I can hear a sense of ‘new beginnings,’ 
                  it seems to better capture the feeling of waking up with an 
                  out-of-nowhere conviction that today is going to be a good day. 
                  
                    
                  The second movement is a tango, as we are told by the very standard 
                  bass line, over which is hung a slightly more melancholic mood. 
                  Then comes the finale, which feels like a jovial country dance 
                  spanning multiple hemispheres, since its main theme sounds a 
                  lot like the Russian folk-tune from Beethoven’s Razumovsky 
                  quartets. (The Cold War symbolically ended?) It’s all 
                  an absolute delight and, if this was played by a school orchestra, 
                  it can’t be out of reach for many amateur string ensembles. 
                  They’ll love playing it, too, assuming they love string 
                  music by, say, Grieg, Tchaikovsky, or Wirén, or the fantasia 
                  on Greensleeves. 
                    
                  The CD includes three shorter pieces, the moving elegy In 
                  Memoriam, a rather lively rhapsody called Nights in Timisoara, 
                  which doesn’t sound as Romanian as Enescu but never mind, 
                  and an arrangement of a tiny, instantly likable polka by Kate 
                  Chopin - whom you may recall as the author of The Awakening. 
                  
                    
                  If I have one criticism of Harbach, it’s her overreliance 
                  - common among today’s composers - on movement and work 
                  titles which bear little relation to the music. The Demarest 
                  tango is “inspired by” a letter from Abigail Adams 
                  to her husband John; how this relates to the music, or why it 
                  is at all relevant, or why the letter should inspire a tango 
                  of all things, is a mystery. The Sinfonietta’s 
                  movements are all named in French, but shouldn’t “Jeu 
                  Jeu” be “Jeux”? 
                    
                  At any rate, ignore the odd names and focus on the music: for 
                  those who admire polished string music in the tradition of Barber, 
                  Vaughan Williams, and Grieg, with a generous dollop of Americana, 
                  this album will be a treat. I’ll be seeking out more of 
                  Harbach’s music in time; the previous volumes in this 
                  series have been well-loved on this site too. Truly a voice 
                  worth hearing. 
                    
                  Brian Reinhart