It 
                has come as a remarkable surprise to find that in the late nineteenth 
                century, British Romantic Opera was alive and well, safe in the 
                hand of the Spanish composer Isaac Albéniz, then living 
                in London. A couple of years ago (January 2001) I reviewed Albéniz’s 
                slightly later (1906) opera Merlin, which came as a complete 
                surprise, a re-writing of a page of musical history: not only 
                that the music existed at all, but how worthwhile was its revival. 
                Now we have his forgotten Wars of the Roses opera Henry Clifford, 
                his first full-scale operatic score (there was also an operetta, 
                not yet on CD), written between 1893 and 1895. What comes as the 
                greatest surprise after another discovery from the same collaboration 
                is how consistently musically strong they are – constantly gripping 
                material and memorable tunes. If we did not know better we might 
                suspect these operas were written in white heat of inspiration, 
                rather than representing an impecunious Spanish composer away 
                from home responding to the well-funded if misplaced artistic 
                ambitions of his wealthy patron and librettist, banker Francis 
                Burdett Money-Coutts. Money-Coutts’s objective was nothing less 
                than establishing a Wagnerian English national opera. He was unsuccessful, 
                largely because the structure of his libretti contained nothing 
                new, and because his language has dated so badly. (‘O Mother, 
                why didst thou deny my longing for the fray’; ‘let the plighted 
                troth like a ring enfold you both’ or ‘Shall loyalty to phantom 
                right our yearning heart estrange?’ are prime examples.) Fascinating, 
                too, that within a very few years another moneyed would-be operatic 
                pioneer, Lord Howard de Walden (writing as T.E. Ellis), funded 
                Joseph Holbrooke in a similar enterprise, which also failed over 
                the libretti, in that case a convoluted re-telling of Welsh mythology. 
                 
              
 
              
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                have found this Albéniz English opera another worthwhile 
                discovery – and if you responded positively to the CDs of Merlin 
                by the same team, you are going to love this operatic re-telling 
                of a slice of English history. When the future of the record industry 
                seemed to be falling increasingly into the hands of the independent 
                labels it is heart-warming to know that we can still find an unknown 
                opera issued by Decca with all the high production values we traditionally 
                associate with that company name. For me, this is what recorded 
                music is all about: worthwhile unknown repertoire given tremendous 
                impact by a dedicated team that seems to believe in it and with 
                packaging that is second to none. The 146-page booklet is a work 
                of scholarship in itself, with libretto in four languages and 
                historical essays. Indeed the only slight problem is the one we 
                had with Merlin: it seems impossible to get hold of a vocal 
                score which I like to have by me when listening to unknown recorded 
                opera (if any reader knows the solution to this do please let 
                me know).  
              
 
              
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                is very little evidence here of the more familiar later Albéniz, 
                and, if you did not know, you would be hard-put to identify the 
                composer; yet for sparkling melody, dramatic sweep and orchestral 
                colour, it is a fine example of an unknown turn-of-the-century 
                opera, very much of its time. Although Albéniz was going 
                for a Wagnerian historical canvas the many set numbers, especially 
                in the first two acts, make it easy to explore on CD. The third 
                act is more through-composed but even here Decca’s seventeen entry 
                points identify the plums. Altogether the Decca team have given 
                us a total of 48 access points, so as soon as one finds favourite 
                moments they are easy to return to. There are, inevitably, occasionally 
                naff moments. Unfortunately for me one of these comes towards 
                the end of Act III, when in a vigorous quartet ‘For fear of pain 
                flee not the right’, a slightly rum-ti-tum rhythm evokes the ghost 
                of a vigorous Edward German which re-emerges in the final chorus, 
                making the opera end as more of a period piece than I had expected. 
                 
              
 
              
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                solo team are not familiar to me, but they all contribute strongly 
                in clear English, though with just occasionally the shadow of 
                a too correct pronunciation. Three of the earlier team return. 
                The mezzo Jane Henschel, who made such a success of Morgan-le-fay 
                in Merlin, is heard again, now as Lady Saint John, while 
                two other leading members of that cast also reappear - the baritone 
                Carlos Álvarez, Merlin last time is now Lord Saint John, 
                and soprano Ana María Martínez, previously Nivian, 
                now sings Annie Saint John. The chorus are virile and compelling 
                and the orchestral contribution by the Madrid Symphony Orchestra 
                confident and powerful and indeed only the children’s choir near 
                the beginning even remotely gave one reservations. Recommended 
                for explorers, for dipping, and for good conservatoire opera courses 
                looking for a vivid unfamiliar score to get their teeth into.	 
                 
              
 
              
Lewis 
                Foreman