Here’s a postcard from 
                that august nineteenth century watering 
                hole and spa, Baden-Baden. Not that 
                it lacks visitors now but its heyday 
                was in the Imperial splendour of the 
                mid-century when artists, writers, composers 
                and royalty flocked to spend a restful 
                idyll there. Amongst them was the itinerant 
                Mark Twain whose witty later recollections 
                of a performance he heard of Koennemann’s 
                Der Fremersberg are reprinted. This 
                was a work inspired by the surrounding 
                countryside and written by the accomplished 
                Prague-born band conductor soon after 
                he made Baden-Baden his home. Stirring 
                and full of nature depiction its centrepiece 
                is a percussion and brass inspired storm 
                of mountain top shaking vehemence. There’s 
                plenty of frolicsome writing as well 
                as some Rossininian sparkle, topped 
                by a stirring finale. No wonder Twain 
                was impressed. 
              
 
              
The Offenbach is a 
                vigorous overture, though one in this 
                performance where the brass tends to 
                overbalance the strings and the Kreutzer 
                is a Schumannesque overture to his 1834 
                opera Das Nachtlager von Grenada. We 
                also have a spa band favourite, the 
                Fantasie and Variations on Carnival 
                of Venice by Jean-Baptiste Arban, a 
                famous trumpet showpiece full of virtuosic 
                flight. It’s played here by Matthias 
                Höfs whose tonguing is formidable 
                and nonchalant. As a pendant there is 
                a brace of Strauss – the Lob der Frauen 
                is particularly full of rhythmic vivacity 
                – and to finish we have a restful encore, 
                Gounod’s entr’acte to La colombe (1860) 
                which comes as balm after the loquacious 
                vivacity earlier on. 
              
 
              
Notes are good. The 
                performances have apparently been available 
                on CD locally, which I assume mean limited 
                distribution by the orchestra in Baden-Baden 
                – but this is the first time they have 
                received international distribution. 
                All very competently done by Sterling. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf