Neeme Järvi is the constant throughout the ten 
          symphonies written across the scorched tracks of forty plus years of 
          European history. These were years of dispossession, of oppression, 
          of uprooting and loss. 
        
 
        
Tubin was born in a rural backwater, his musical skills 
          exercised through playing in village bands, at dances and at weddings. 
          Estonian independence in 1918 was a heady brew and Tubin drank it in. 
          The years between the two great conflicts of the last century saw the 
          composer travelling to Leningrad, Paris, Budapest and Vienna. Both Kodaly 
          and Bartók saw the scores of the first two symphonies. During 
          most of the 1930s his base was the city of Tartu. He was there when 
          Soviet troops marched in in 1940. Four years later it was imperative 
          that he leave Estonia. He went with his family to Sweden. He was not 
          to return to Estonia again, and then only for visits, until the thaw 
          set in 1961. Sweden welcomed him with respect and provided him with 
          premieres and radio broadcasts. In his last decade from 1972 onwards 
          international interest grew, partly fuelled by the underground tape 
          network, the convenience of the cassette and the trickle of Swedish 
          radio broadcasts. This was such that his last completed symphony was 
          premiered in Boston as part of that orchestra's centenary season. 
        
 
        
The trudging ascent of Tubin's music into the zone 
          of international knowledge was ironically facilitated by the flight 
          to Sweden. His first four symphonies, up to 1944 and the departure, 
          were all premiered by Estonian Radio under the conductor Olav Roots. 
          From the Fifth onwards the premieres were with Swedish forces with Neeme 
          Järvi conducting. The exception is the Tenth Symphony. 
        
 
        
Sweden's steadfast support for this refugee found its 
          zenith in Bis's commitment to record the orchestral music. Bis kept 
          its word. While the two operas were recorded by Ondine most, if not 
          all of his output, can be found on Bis. 
        
 
        
These are DDD recordings with the exception of one 
          disc - that containing symphonies 4 and 9 and the Toccata. 
        
 
        
We tend to forget how much of a 'one man band' Bis 
          was in its earliest days. Some of us can trace our way back to their 
          stunning LP recording of the Sallinen symphonies 1 and 3 (I still have 
          it). True to those early days Robert von Bahr, the proprietor and benign 
          genius of Bis, was the producer of the recordings of symphonies 1-6 
          and 8. Lennart Dehn and Michael Bergek account for the later symphonies. 
        
 
        
The Tubin symphonies are available separately at considerably 
          greater expense if you would rather be more selective. If you are determined 
          to follow that route then my recommendation is that you start with the 
          CD of Lirica and then move to the Second and Sixth. 
        
 
        
What of the performances and recordings? Järvi 
          knows his Tubin very well. Heaven knows how many times he conducted 
          the Estonian radio orchestra in Tubin works before his own flight from 
          the homeland. He recorded the Sixth Symphony on a Melodiya LP (now reissued 
          on a small American label (a disc reviewed elsewhere in this site FORTE 
          CLASSICS AOR-16, Further details from distributors:-Artists Only! Records, 
          West Coast Office, 9644 Lochinvar St, Pico Rivera, CA90660, phone 562 
          948 3008; fax 562 948 2608. www.artistsonly.com) and became the emissary 
          in chief for Tubin across the world. The Fifth is driven as is the Third, 
          full of the sort of chaffing energy we find in Stravinsky's Symphony 
          in C but more humane, I think. Rhythmic life is one of Tubin's hallmarks 
          and he does not lose sight of this even in contemplative serenades such 
          as the looping and weaving andante of the Fifth. 
        
 
        
These works are predominantly dark or chilly. A midnight 
          shiver and glimmering casts a spell over the high pianissimo of the 
          opening of the Second Symphony which is nominally Sibelian. The finale 
          of No. 2 after a blurted out brass alarm launches a mysterious piano-adumbrated 
          chase with suggestions of a jazzy high-hat drumkit. The Sixth Symphony 
          often has the protagonists standing near the edge of abyss - aware of 
          the chaos below and the coarse-coursing attack that drives Tubin further 
          and further from conventionality. That said he does not dally with dodecaphony 
          though a dissonance, freely applied in the manner of Prokofiev, is part 
          of his armoury. Tubin's powers and principalities do indeed clash by 
          night as in the caustic mysteries of the Eighth Symphony. Their conflicts 
          are played out in sunlit regions although, as in the finale of the Third, 
          Tubin is not averse to glowing heroics. That line can be traced into 
          the Fourth which is well named the Lirica. You can make easy 
          converts to the Tubin cause if you go straight to the second movement 
          allegro of this work which dances along with potent fragrances 
          from Borodin and Rimsky mixed among the gestural Prokofiev material. 
          After the prayerful mood of the andante the joyous and straight-talking 
          Allegro, decked out with the warm rolling sway of horn calls, 
          makes its smiling mark. This is a concert performance given in Bergen 
          in 1981 - a concert that ignited the Tubin renaissance as much as BBC 
          Northern's 1977 broadcast of George Lloyd's Eighth Symphony was the 
          progenitor of the Lloyd revival. Tubin's Ninth is stark and sober; relatively 
          difficult to grasp - in this respect comparable with Rubbra's Eighth 
          (Teilhard de Chardin) and Tenth (da Camera). The 1937 
          Toccata chaffs along with piano and brass providing galvanic 
          ignition. The Seventh Symphony mixes grotesquerie with the sort of bleak 
          sea-wandering you hear in Nystroem's Sinfonia del Mare, Slavonic 
          witchery and mysterious pattering marches. The single movement Tenth 
          is resolutely dark-toned and at times has the bleakness of late Mahler 
          (Symphonies 9 and 10). 
        
 
        
The ballet Kratt (The Goblin) was premiered 
          in 1943 in Tartu. It was a joint collaboration with the dancer Elfriede 
          Saarik, later to become his wife. He wove into it some thirty Estonian 
          folk songs and dances. I hope that one day we will get to hear the complete 
          ballet. For now we must make do with this eleven movement suite grouped 
          into three tracks. It lasts twenty-three minutes. Stage nightmare music 
          like that from Nutcracker characterises some of the Dance 
          of the Goblin. The music establishes parallels with Prokofiev and 
          in the solo violin music with the peripatetic village fiddlers. This 
          prompts thoughts of Gunnar de Frumerie and of Holmboe tracing paths 
          of autochthonous renewal already followed in their own countries by 
          Kodaly, Holmboe (Rumania in his case), Bartók, Grainger, Moeran 
          and Vaughan Williams. This is music of strange vistas, distant sunsets, 
          blurted fanfares, icy upheavals and the brash griping of ignorant armies 
          clashing by night. Ibsen’s Peer Gynt would have understood the belligerence 
          that creases and ruckles this landscape. The dances of The Goat and 
          The Cock are related to Shostakovich's scathing imagery. The 
          concluding Dance of the Northern Lights (a Tubin fixation expressed 
          in the Sixth Symphony and the Second Piano Sonata) slams along in the 
          manner of Mossolov and the final braying 'raspberry' from the brass 
          shouts a defiance that was intended to be subversive. If we can have 
          the whole of The Limpid Stream and The Age of Gold, I 
          see no reason why we should not have the complete Kratt. 
        
 
        
The recording quality across this set is, for Bis, 
          typically natural, unglitzy, certainly muscular, eschewing zooming and 
          contrived balances and devastatingly focused. 
        
 
        
The creation of this set had been ingeniously managed. 
          The discs of pairs of symphonies are a straight lift from individual 
          CDs all still on the retail shelves: 2/6 (Bis 304), 3/8 (Bis 337) and 
          4/9 (the earliest release, on Bis 227). The First was originally coupled 
          with the Balalaika Concerto on Bis 351 and the Fifth from Bis 306 where 
          it coexisted with the Kratt suite. The Seventh is from Bis 491 
          where it shared with the Piano Concertino. The Tenth migrates from Bis 
          297 where it is accompanied by the spareness and restraint of the Requiem 
          for Fallen Soldiers. 
        
 
        
An epic pilgrimage then - both temporal (331 minutes 
          and 20 seconds) and of the spirit. The Finnish Alba set is still in 
          train and making very slow going. The Bis has the advantage of Järvi 
          whose insights and authority must be valued. How sad that there is no 
          trace of the Olav Roots' broadcasts of the first four symphonies. I 
          wonder how they differed, if at all, from Järvi's readings. 
          Rob Barnett