Walton’s Piano Quartet is a work of the composer’s 
                  precocious youth, written when he was only sixteen years of 
                  age. It was given a hammering in print by Ernest Newman in the 
                  Sunday Times when he was reviewing (favourably) the 
                  first public performance of Façade: “All I knew of 
                  this young man’s music before Tuesday was a horrible quartet 
                  of his that was given at the Royal College of Music three or 
                  four years ago. On the strength of this, I take leave to dislike 
                  intensely Mr Walton’s serious music – if, indeed, that quartet 
                  was serious and was music, both of which I 
                  doubt.” But Walton was an inveterate reviser of his own work 
                  – Façade, Belshazzar’s Feast, the Viola 
                  Concerto, the march Crown Imperial, the Sinfonia 
                  concertante - all underwent this process – and he went 
                  back to this quartet too in the last years of his life, making 
                  alterations to the score.
                   
                  Walton’s amendments were sometimes ill-considered – one thinks 
                  of the opening of Cressida’s aria in Troilus and Cressida, 
                  which still begins in the revised score with a reminiscence 
                  of the preceding chorus which Walton had excised in 1962 – but 
                  usually they were improvements. The booklet note gives no hint 
                  whatsoever that the work was ever retouched by the composer 
                  after it was first published in 1924. It is not clear whether 
                  this performance gives us Walton’s original thoughts or his 
                  later reconsiderations; comparison with the recording by the 
                  Nash Ensemble (using the revised version) on Chandos would seem 
                  to imply that what we have here are not Walton’s first teenage 
                  thoughts. Be that as it may, there is nothing here which would 
                  seem to warrant Newman’s vituperation. Perhaps he just heard 
                  a bad performance by (presumably) student players. These players 
                  are most certainly not students, and their performance is most 
                  certainly not bad. Their attack in the scherzo is superbly rhythmic; 
                  their playing in the tranquil slow movement delectable; and 
                  their assault on the vigorous finale passionate and heartfelt. 
                  This last movement is a superbly feisty bit of writing, with 
                  a sense of headlong drive which anticipates Belshazzar’s 
                  Feast, and the players enjoy every minute of it, rampaging 
                  fearlessly through some ferociously difficult passages.
                   
                  Like the Walton, if not quite so precocious, the work by Bridge 
                  is also an early one; but ‘early’ in the case of Bridge means 
                  relatively late, because he was over thirty when his Phantasy 
                  was first performed; there had been an earlier Phantasie 
                  Trio in 1907. Bridge had a long history as a chamber music 
                  player extending back to 1902, and this experience clearly shows 
                  in his idiomatic writing for the players. Oddly enough it has 
                  a less classical feel than the Walton which precedes it on this 
                  disc, despite its earlier date; this was clearly partly the 
                  product of Bridge’s employment of the ‘fantasy’ form, but it 
                  also looks forward to the days after the First World War when 
                  he would become one of the most ‘progressive’ of English composers. 
                  The often highly chromatic writing presents no difficulties 
                  to the string players here, and they bring a nicely light touch 
                  to the central Allegro section; Frith is in sparkling 
                  form and brings a lovely touch of reminiscent longing to the 
                  concluding bars.
                   
                  It would not be appropriate to speak of early works in the context 
                  of Lekeu, as he never produced any late ones, dying one day 
                  after his twenty-fourth birthday. His last work, this Piano 
                  Quartet, was left as a torso with only two movements and 
                  the second of these had to be completed by the composer’s friend 
                  and teacher Vincent d’Indy. What we have is therefore a fragment 
                  of what was clearly intended to be a major work – Lekeu’s Piano 
                  Trio is an equally expansive score – and it has an impassioned 
                  and bold style. The trouble, as one constantly finds with Lekeu, 
                  is the sense of the composer’s pushing against the limits of 
                  chamber music; you feel he really wants and needs to work on 
                  a larger scale, and is being frustrated by the limited forces 
                  at his disposal. There is an Elgarian or Straussian personality 
                  at work here which needs room to expand. The players rise to 
                  the demands of the composer without being able to satisfy them 
                  completely. They attack the rushing opening of the first movement 
                  with all the headlong ferocity that is needed, and sustain the 
                  right mood of impetuosity throughout.
                   
                  Apart from the fact that these are all ‘early’ works - although 
                  the Bridge is not that precocious, and the Lekeu was also his 
                  last work - there seems to be precious little to link the three 
                  quartets gathered on this disc; and that is unfortunate, since 
                  apart from those who rightly admire these players it is difficult 
                  to see precisely who this recording is intended to appeal to. 
                  Those who like twentieth century English music will want the 
                  Bridge and Walton, if they do not have them already, but will 
                  not necessarily want the Lekeu; those who like music of the 
                  school of César Franck - Lekeu was Belgian, like Franck who 
                  was his teacher before d’Indy - would probably look for a coupling 
                  of other music of that era. Either group would miss some glorious 
                  performances of some wonderful music here. The recording is 
                  superbly balanced in a nicely resonant acoustic which frames 
                  the performances of these excellent artists perfectly.
                   
                  Paul Corfield Godfrey