This will turn out to be, I am sure, one of my favorite recordings 
                  of 2012. I first came upon Jonathan Dove’s music on a Hyperion 
                  recording of his sacred music, featuring the Wells Cathedral 
                  Choir, conducted by Matthew Owens (2010). Over the last year 
                  I have occasionally returned to that CD, each time coming away 
                  more impressed by Dove’s writing. This new CD has only confirmed 
                  and strengthened that impression.
                   
                  The recording opens with The Passing of the Year, a 
                  song-cycle written for double chorus and piano, dedicated in 
                  memory of Dove’s mother. The work, which is made up of seven 
                  movements divided into three main sections, takes the listener 
                  literally and metaphorically through changing seasons. Thankfully, 
                  Naxos does not follow its increasingly common practice of making 
                  the listener go to its website to search out the texts though 
                  they can be found here. 
                  Listening with the poetry at hand only increased my admiration 
                  for Dove’s sensitive text setting.
                   
                  The work opens with Invocation, the voices repeatedly 
                  singing “O Earth, return!” with an ever increasing intensity. 
                  This leads into an extended setting of William Blake’s The 
                  narrow bud opens her beauties to the sun, that features 
                  contrasting textures of soloist versus choir and high versus 
                  low voice to convey the idea of “Summer breaking forth.” The 
                  third movement sets Emily Dickinson’s Answer July as 
                  a call and response between female and male voices that perfectly 
                  captures the playfulness of the text. Movement 4 begins the 
                  second section begins with Hot Sun, cool fire, a setting 
                  of words by George Peele that uses slowly shifting dissonant 
                  chords to evoke how difficult it can be to breathe, let alone 
                  move, on a brutally hot summer day. The cycle’s emotional climax 
                  is found in Movement 6, a setting of Thomas Nashe’s Adieu! 
                  Farewell earth’s bliss. Over an ostinato that bares a passing 
                  resemblance to the final minutes of Stravinsky’s Symphony 
                  of Psalms, one of the choirs intones “Lord, have mercy 
                  on us,” as the other choir sings, in achingly beautiful harmonies, 
                  about the inevitability of death.
                   
                  Three times these competing choral textures break off so that 
                  all voices can join together in singing “I am sick, I must die”. 
                  Even after listening several times, Dove’s setting leaves me 
                  shaken. The sadness of that movement is effectively dispelled 
                  by the final Ring out, wild bells, a passage from Alfred 
                  Lord Tennyson’s In Memoriam that speaks of the promises 
                  found in the beginning of a New Year.
                   
                  The rest of the program is just as impressive as the Song Cycle, 
                  and displays a greater variety of musical styles, including 
                  a solo for mezzo-soprano (My love is mine), three songs 
                  for upper voice/women’s choir (It sounded as if the streets 
                  were running). The CD is rounded out with Advent and Christmas 
                  music, including The Three Kings, written for Festival 
                  of Nine Lessons and Carols at King’s College, Cambridge.
                   
                  Dove’s music is impressive, with attractive melodies and tonal 
                  harmonic writing. Nevertheless, he is not afraid to use dissonance 
                  when it more strongly projects and expresses the text, and his 
                  writing displays a particularly strong skill in creating onomatopoeic 
                  effects. When I began my listening, I thought it would be helpful 
                  to note where Dove’s writing seemed reminiscent of other composers’ 
                  work. Sometimes the piano writing, which often uses ostinato 
                  figures, reminds me of the minimalists Steven Reich and John 
                  Adams. A few of Dove’s melodies soar in a way that recalls Samuel 
                  Barber. Answer July brings thoughts of Benjamin Britten’s 
                  “Ballad of the Green Broom” from Five Flower Songs. 
                  I share these comments not to suggest that Dove is in any way 
                  a derivative composer, but rather to express how highly I rate 
                  his work. Dove is very much his own man, with masterly word 
                  setting that reminds me most strongly of Benjamin Britten and, 
                  on this side of the Atlantic, Libby Larsen.
                   
                  Dove receives the strongest advocacy from his performers. The 
                  Convivium Singers, under the assured direction of Neil Ferris, 
                  display admirable control of the long line and excellent intonation. 
                  I find the balance to be a bit dominated by the women’s voices, 
                  and would not have minded a few more men in each section. But 
                  the balance never detracted from my immense enjoyment of this 
                  recording. Accompanist Christopher Cromar’s playing is splendid, 
                  self-effacing virtuosity that serves the choir and the music.
                   
                  I urge you to purchase this CD as quickly as possible. It is 
                  gorgeous and poignant music, performed with wholehearted fervor 
                  by an excellent choir, all at budget price.
                  
                   David A. McConnell 
                  
                  See also review by Paul 
                  Corfield Godfrey