In an age of cheaper 
                and cheaper reissues, the Virgin Classics 
                5-CD boxes have to come near the top 
                of anyone's list for sheer value. Partly 
                because they bring together some very 
                tempting and/or appropriately-grouped 
                repertory; partly because the Virgin 
                catalogue includes some outstanding 
                performances; and partly because - unlike 
                so much of Virgin's competition - we're 
                often treated to comparatively recent 
                recordings, which sound as well as any 
                brand new production. As here, in this 
                collection of music for cello and orchestra 
                by the prolific and gifted Norwegian, 
                Truls Mørk. 
              
 
              
Some of these recordings 
                are as good as you can buy at any price. 
                Among them, the infectiously stylish 
                Haydn disc, which features star quality 
                accompaniments from Mørk's fellow 
                countrymen. With tremendously energetic 
                fast movements, and romantically expressive 
                slow movements, these performances dash 
                and linger in turns, involving you in 
                every phrase. 
              
 
              
With the Russian music, 
                we're into repertory which Mørk 
                has made his own. The Shostakovich pair, 
                though worlds apart from the Haydn, 
                are every bit as captivating. Mørk 
                really has the measure of these pieces. 
                The First: free and extrovert, unencumbered 
                by any technical or expressive limitation. 
                The Second: perfectly encapsulating 
                its solitary sound world, its musings, 
                its melancholy. And both expertly accompanied 
                by an orchestra (and a solo horn) who 
                behave like life-long partners. The 
                Prokofiev is inhabited by mordant humour, 
                the weirdest sonorities and textures, 
                and rhythmic quirks galore. Again, Mørk's 
                completely on top of it. Likewise the 
                Miaskovsky, that wonderfully nostalgic 
                and elegiac favourite of all cellists, 
                whose directness of utterance and diatonic 
                simplicity ought (or so you would think) 
                to endear it to far more concert-goers 
                and CD-collectors. 
              
 
              
With the Dvořák, 
                the competition’s a bit more of a challenge, 
                especially now the classic Rostropovich-Karajan 
                CD (with the same Tchaikovsky coupling) 
                has reappeared in the 'DG Originals' 
                series. Even so, it's an impassioned 
                performance, with Mørk's 
                bounteous tone, outspoken articulation 
                and phenomenal technique second to none. 
                Compared with (say) their electric Tchaikovsky 
                Symphony series on Chandos, I must say 
                I find Jansons and the Oslo orchestra 
                a fraction lightweight in terms of tonal 
                body, with wind and brass soloists perhaps 
                less characterful than some of their 
                more illustrious rivals. But that's 
                hair-splitting, and I wouldn't want 
                to put you off. 
              
 
              
I do have some 
                grumbles, however. Firstly, the packaging, 
                which comprises two of those heavy plastic 
                cases (one containing 3 CDs, the other 
                just 2) we commonly encounter with opera 
                sets, with their big fat libretti. Cumbersome, 
                and hardly user-friendly, these aren't 
                nearly so appealing as paper sleeves 
                in a dedicated card box, which quite 
                rightly are becoming increasingly commonplace 
                nowadays. And Virgin's booklet - a short 
                essay on Mørk, with next to nothing 
                on the music - is minimal! 
              
 
              
My other disappointment 
                and here I speaking on behalf of would-be 
                purchasers here, rather than for myself 
                concerns the inclusion of the Kernis. 
                If Virgin hadn't felt the need to promote 
                this as a Truls Mørk collection, 
                instead of a 'Cello Concerto Collection', 
                they could have included (say) the outstanding 
                Isserlis recordings of the Elgar and 
                Schelomo (with Hickox) or Don 
                Quixote (with de Waart). 
                That would have made an attractive bargain 
                into a truly formidable one, rendering 
                it almost 'complete' (in the sense of 
                everyone's short list of great cello-and-orchestra 
                pieces?) and far more suitable for what 
                I presume to be its intended target 
                audience. 
              
 
              
Having said that, the 
                Kernis disc is thoroughly welcome. It's 
                good stuff, which stands up well even 
                in this exalted company! Let's hope 
                that, by packaging it in this way, folk 
                who don't normally give new music a 
                try will be encouraged to do so. 
              
 
              
Colored Field 
                is a three-movement Cello Concerto (originally 
                for cor anglais and orchestra) in all 
                but name: and, at 40 minutes long, it's 
                a substantial piece. The first movement 
                juxtaposes and superimposes mostly simple 
                song-like lines on the solo cello against 
                fantastically busy, complex and detailed 
                material in the orchestra. With dense 
                clusters and hyperactive textures, it 
                is basically atonal, although tonal 
                landmarks are momentarily exposed, as 
                if by accident. It won't help you pinpoint 
                its stylistic territory very exactly, 
                but it could be said to occupy some 
                (surely-unfeasible?) middle ground between 
                Berg and Copland. The middle movement, 
                Pandora Dance, is a frenetic 
                scherzo, with noisy jazz overtones. 
                Initially, Hymns and Tablets, 
                the slow-moving finale, is every bit 
                as dissonant as its predecessors, albeit 
                less contrapuntal. But its moods swing 
                restlessly, with the cellist several 
                times left alone to speak, as if in 
                some kind of tense stylistic contest 
                with the orchestra. The peroration is 
                a tonal victory of sorts, with conflicting 
                material and emotions nervously reconciled 
                in what I can best describe as a harmonic 
                sunset. It really is a most involving 
                score. The much more conventional Musica 
                Celestis and Air are, by 
                comparison, peaceful and diatonic, recalling 
                Hovhaness: not nearly so original, nor 
                so demanding, but nevertheless beautiful. 
                In all three pieces, accompaniment and 
                recording are in the premier league. 
              
 
              
If you're interested, 
                I can tell you that Philadelphia-born 
                Kernis was a pupil of John Adams at 
                the San Francisco Conservatory of Music, 
                and Elias Tanenbaum and Charles Wuorinen 
                at the Manhattan School of Music. At 
                Yale, he studied with Morton Subotnick, 
                Bernard Rands and Jacob Druckman. Among 
                his other work, he has written specially 
                for Joshua Bell and Pamela Frank: and 
                there's a Double Concerto for Violin, 
                Guitar and Orchestra, written for Nadja 
                Salerno-Sonnenberg and Sharon Isbin. 
                He has received the Stoeger Prize from 
                the Chamber Music Society of Lincoln 
                Center, a Guggenheim Fellowship, a Rome 
                Prize, an NEA Grant, a Bearns Prize, 
                a New York Foundation for the Arts Award, 
                and awards from BMI and ASCAP. He's 
                worked particularly closely with the 
                St. Paul Chamber Orchestra, Minnesota 
                Public Radio and the Minnesota Composers 
                Forum. 
              
 
              
By the way, the CD 
                booklet - a cut price affair, as I mentioned 
                earlier - doesn't even mention Kernis. 
                Unforgiveable. 
              
Peter J Lawson