A 
                REVIEWER’S LOG – JUNE 2005 - John Quinn
              I’m going to cheat 
                at the outset, by expanding the month 
                of May backwards by one day so that 
                I can include mention of a remarkable 
                concert. On Saturday 30 April I was 
                fortunate enough to be in Symphony Hall, 
                Birmingham for a concert by the Bavarian 
                Radio Symphony Orchestra under their 
                Chief Conductor, Mariss Jansons. Up 
                to now I’ve only heard Jansons on CD 
                or on the radio or seen him conduct 
                on the television. Seeing him "in 
                the flesh" and at pretty close 
                quarters was a remarkable experience. 
                I have an instinctive distrust of hype 
                but on the evidence of this concert 
                I can safely say of Jansons: believe 
                it! He really is an exceptional conductor.
              
              His programme included 
                Don Quixote by Richard Strauss. 
                In this performance the solo cellist 
                portraying the Don and the violist who 
                represented Sancho Panza were, as Strauss 
                intended, the principals of their respective 
                sections within the orchestra. Both 
                were excellent. Jansons knitted the 
                complex orchestral tapestry together 
                seamlessly, aided by virtuoso playing 
                from his orchestra. After the interval 
                we heard Brahms’s Second Symphony in 
                a performance that was, if anything, 
                even finer. It is a great challenge 
                to a performer to take a familiar work 
                and bring it up sounding fresh and new-minted. 
                Suffice it to say that Jansons achieved 
                this feat without ever resorting to 
                artifice or exaggeration. He was totally 
                inside Brahms’s music (which he conducted 
                from memory) and gave a consummate exhibition 
                of the art of conducting. A friend of 
                mine, who accompanied me and who has 
                at least 60 years of concert-going experience 
                not only shared my enthusiasm for the 
                performance but actually said he had 
                never heard the symphony done so well. 
                I see that a live recording of the work 
                by Jansons and his other orchestra, 
                the Royal Concertgebouw, is shortly 
                to be issued on that orchestra’s own 
                label. I can scarcely wait! 
              
              The audience was disappointingly 
                thin; the hall was possibly a third 
                full. Why this should be so I am at 
                a loss to know. Perhaps it was the fact 
                that this was a Bank Holiday weekend? 
                Perhaps there are simply too many concerts 
                at Symphony Hall? Perhaps the BRSO is 
                not sufficiently famous an orchestra? 
                (though they played superbly). Thankfully, 
                however, those people who were present 
                were discerning and they responded to 
                the playing with great enthusiasm. We 
                were rewarded with two encores, the 
                choice of which exhibited beautifully 
                first the subtlety and then the sheer 
                power of this orchestra. First the strings 
                played, with exquisite refinement, a 
                little andante from a string quartet 
                by Haydn. Under Jansons this was played 
                with such discipline, unanimity and 
                finesse that one might have indeed been 
                listening to a quartet. Then the full 
                orchestra pulled out all the stops in 
                a truly stunning account of ‘The Death 
                of Tybalt’ from Prokofiev’s Romeo 
                and Juliet. A night to remember!
              
              Bach’s vocal music 
                dominated the start of May itself. I 
                finished reviewing the third and last 
                volume of Bach’s vocal music conducted 
                by Fritz Werner (review) 
                . This is a style of Bach performing 
                from another age and many of the recordings 
                were new to me, having been locked in 
                the Erato vaults for many years (indeed, 
                many are making their CD debut.) The 
                recordings by Werner that I had previously 
                heard had alerted me to the fact that 
                he was a Bach interpreter of considerable 
                stature and this impression has been 
                amply reinforced through listening to 
                these three boxes, comprising 30 CDs. 
                Werner’s art is one that never seeks 
                to draw attention to itself. He is consistently 
                wise, discerning and humane. From time 
                to time one may take issue with some 
                of his interpretative choices but he 
                is rarely less than convincing. Occasionally 
                one or two of the soloists disappoint 
                but there’s much fine singing to admire 
                here and the contributions of two soloists, 
                Agnes Giebel (soprano) and Helmut Krebs 
                (tenor), are consistently splendid. 
                There’s also some very fine instrumental 
                solo work to savour, not least from 
                trumpeter, Maurice André and 
                the peerless oboist, Pierre Pierlot. 
                These recordings may sound "old-fashioned" 
                to some listeners but in my opinion 
                their sincerity and musical conviction 
                transcend fashion.
              
              At the other end of 
                the scale, as it were, comes the latest 
                volume, the third to be issued, of CDs 
                recorded during John Eliot Gardiner’s 
                celebrated Bach Cantata Pilgrimage of 
                2000. This seemed to me at the time 
                to be a marvellously imaginative project 
                and the concert that I attended when 
                the pilgrimage reached Tewkesbury Abbey 
                was memorable. I’m delighted that the 
                recordings, from which DG withdrew on 
                financial grounds, are now seeing the 
                light of day at last. I may not always 
                agree with everything Gardiner does 
                but he is never less than stimulating 
                and wholeheartedly committed. The first 
                two releases in the series were first 
                class and it’s good news indeed that 
                we haven’t had long to wait for the 
                next instalment. This pair of CDs, beautifully 
                presented and documented, contains performances 
                from the Schlosskirche, Altenburg (cantatas 
                for the Third Sunday after Easter) and 
                from St. Mary’s Church, Warwick (cantatas 
                for the following Sunday). The Altenburg 
                programme includes the magnificently 
                expressive cantata, Weinen, Klagen, 
                Sorgen, Zagen, BWV12, in which the 
                contribution of the Monteverdi Choir 
                is exceptionally fine. There’s also 
                the cantata Wir müssen durch 
                viel Trübsal in das Reich Gottes 
                eingehen, BWV 146. This has a 
                substantial opening sinfonia, which 
                features a prominent organ part. (The 
                same music also appears, in a different 
                guise, as the first movement of the 
                keyboard concerto in D minor, BWV 1052.) 
                This tempted Gardiner and his organist, 
                Silas John Standage to use the big, 
                period organ in the castle chapel. The 
                results are superb but an additional 
                note by Standage relates how close the 
                vagaries of the organ came to wrecking 
                the whole enterprise on the day. The 
                three volumes so far issued suggest 
                this series is going to be a major addition 
                to the Bach discography and I’m impatient 
                for further instalments. 
              
              James Gilchrist, Gardiner’s 
                excellent tenor soloist in the cantatas 
                for the Fourth Sunday of Easter, has 
                also issued a CD in his own right. It 
                is devoted to three song cycles for 
                high voice by Gerald Finzi and the disc 
                takes its title from one of the cycles, 
                O Fair to See. The two 
                companion cycles are Till Earth Outwears 
                and A Young Man’s Exhortation. Gilchrist 
                has that very typically English type 
                of light tenor voice, which suits these 
                songs to perfection. Throughout the 
                recital he sings with that forward projection, 
                heady tone and clarity of both sound 
                and diction that makes him such a fine 
                Bach singer. There’s also a welcome 
                touch of steel in the voice. Finzi’s 
                songs are subtle and sometimes understated. 
                I particularly like the vein of gentle 
                melancholy that runs through so many 
                of them. Gilchrist is a splendid and 
                sympathetic advocate and he is ably 
                supported by pianist Anna Tilbrook. 
                The Linn CD (CKD 253) should be heard 
                by all lovers of English song.
              
              Through the kindness 
                of fellow reviewer, John Portwood, who 
                lent me his set, I’ve at last caught 
                up with David Zinman’s Beethoven symphony 
                cycle. Previously I’d only acquired 
                Zinman’s account of the Missa Solemnis. 
                That I found somewhat disappointing. 
                It seemed to me to be too hard driven 
                to allow that towering masterpiece to 
                make its full effect. The symphonies 
                are a different matter. I must confess 
                some disappointment with the finale 
                of the Ninth, which strikes me as something 
                of a pygmy reading; perhaps it will 
                grow on me. The remaining performances 
                are immensely stimulating. Although 
                the orchestra plays on modern instruments 
                there is a ‘period’ feel to the performances. 
                In part this is due to the clarity of 
                texture that Zinman consistently obtains. 
                His often challengingly swift tempi 
                rival, and sometimes surpass, those 
                of the likes of Norrington, Gardiner 
                and Harnoncourt. The recordings use 
                the relatively recent edition of the 
                scores by Jonathan Del Mar. I certainly 
                won’t be rushing to discard the three 
                complete cycles mentioned above from 
                my collection, nor those by Klemperer 
                or Toscanini but Zinman’s provocative 
                and illuminating readings unsettle, 
                stimulate and intrigue me in pretty 
                equal measure and they constitute a 
                welcome if belated addition to my shelves. 
              
              
              The enthusiastic review 
                by Ian 
                Lace spurred me on to acquire the 
                new Naxos CD of Roger Quilter’s folksong 
                settings. I’ve found that Quilter’s 
                art songs are almost invariably as grateful 
                to sing as they are pleasing to hear. 
                These arrangements of familiar traditional 
                songs are equally delightful. Quilter 
                avoids the trap of over-arranging what 
                are in many cases pretty simple and 
                direct melodies but time and again an 
                arrangement of his will cast a new and 
                welcome light on a tune one thought 
                one knew well. Ian Lace enthused not 
                just about the songs but also about 
                the performances they receive here and 
                I fully endorse his opinions. This is 
                a delightful disc.
              
              I only buy the BBC 
                Music Magazine very occasionally. I’m 
                sorry to say that I find the magazine 
                much too superficial in tone despite 
                the eminence of some of its contributors. 
                However, every so often the cover mount 
                CD is of particular interest. This was 
                the case with the March issue, which 
                included as its CD a live performance 
                of Mahler’s Sixth Symphony, recorded 
                at a concert in Manchester’s Bridgewater 
                Hall. I already possess rather more 
                recorded versions of this titanic symphony 
                than is good for me but the chance to 
                hear the thoughts of that fine conductor 
                Sir Charles Mackerras was irresistible. 
                Having bought it, the CD then joined 
                the pile of others waiting to be heard 
                and it was only recently that I had 
                the chance to listen. Mackerras conducts 
                a very fine performance and the BBC 
                Philharmonic (to my mind consistently 
                the best of the BBC orchestras) play 
                for him with enormous commitment. They 
                are challenged by some of his tempi, 
                especially in the monumental finale 
                but they rise to the challenge. This 
                is a performance that delivers. Unlike 
                many conductors Mackerras plays the 
                andante movement second (personally 
                I prefer it when the scherzo is heard 
                second) and he also includes the third 
                hammer blow in the finale. I believe 
                it is possible to order back numbers 
                of the magazine from the publishers 
                and so Mahlerites who may have missed 
                this performance can, and should, catch 
                up with it. It’s a veritable bargain.
              
              At the end of the month 
                I found myself returning to a favourite 
                holiday haunt, the Gulf of Mexico coast 
                (the West coast) of Florida. Those who 
                associate Florida solely with Mickey 
                Mouse may be pleasantly surprised to 
                learn that there is a vibrant arts scene 
                at least in this part of the state (I 
                can’t vouch for elsewhere.) In terms 
                of classical music, besides much else 
                there are professional symphony orchestras 
                in Naples (the Naples Philharmonic, 
                www.thephil.org) 
                and in Tampa (the Florida Orchestra, 
                www.floridaorchestra.org 
                ), whose Music Directors are Jorge Mester 
                and Stefan Sanderling respectively. 
                Both orchestras offer some interesting 
                programmes though they present fewer 
                subscription symphony programmes than 
                say a British orchestra does, no doubt 
                in order to be able to accommodate fairly 
                full schedules of "Pops" concerts, 
                which I guess are vital for financial 
                survival and audience building. Unfortunately, 
                I have always visited when the orchestral 
                seasons are finished or all but over 
                so I have yet to hear either orchestra 
                in concert.
              
              I was delighted to 
                be able to purchase in America two significant 
                new books about music. I am only part 
                way through reading Joseph Horowitz’s 
                Classical Music in America. A 
                History of its Rise and Fall 
                (W W Norton & Co. New York, 2005) 
                It is a substantial piece of work and 
                a very provocative one. I daresay that 
                others better acquainted with the subject 
                matter than I am may take issue with 
                Mr Horowitz on certain points (as was 
                the case with a previous book of his 
                about Toscanini.) A central thesis of 
                the book is that, in contrast to Europe, 
                classical music in the USA has been 
                founded more on appreciation of performers 
                rather than indigenous composers. Also 
                he contends that the US experience is 
                different to that of European countries 
                because the symphony orchestra has been 
                a much more influential feature there 
                than the opera house. Among the key 
                (and heroic) figures in Mr Horowitz’s 
                narrative are Henry Higginson, the moving 
                spirit behind the establishment of the 
                Boston Symphony Orchestra, and the conductor, 
                Theodore Thomas, whose crowning achievement 
                was to be the founding conductor of 
                what became the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. 
                Nowadays, when we are familiar with 
                a long series of virtuoso performances 
                by these and other fine American orchestras 
                it’s salutary to learn what a struggle 
                for survival some of them had in their 
                earliest days.
              
              Much though I’m enjoying 
                Mr Horowitz’s book, I was even more 
                pleased to find Choral Masterworks, 
                a Listener’s Guide by Michael Steinberg 
                (Oxford University Press, 2005). This 
                is the long-awaited successor to Steinberg’s 
                earlier volumes devoted to The Symphony 
                and The Concerto (OUP, 1995 and 1998 
                respectively). Given the long lapse 
                of time since the second of those volumes 
                appeared I had feared the promised one 
                on choral music would not see the light 
                of day but its appearance now is a cause 
                for rejoicing. Like its predecessors 
                the book chiefly consists of revised 
                programme notes that Mr Steinberg has 
                written for various orchestras over 
                the years, especially for the Boston 
                Symphony (between 1976 and 1979) and 
                the San Francisco Symphony (1979-2000). 
                Steinberg, it seems to me, is the doyen 
                of annotators, whether it is for concert 
                programmes or for CDs. He writes extremely 
                well and communicates his enthusiasm 
                for the music. Indeed, he is one of 
                that select band of writers on music 
                (Michael Kennedy is another) who has 
                the gift of making the reader want to 
                hear the piece of music about which 
                he is writing straightaway. There 
                are essays on nearly all 
                the standard repertory pieces and although 
                the book will be of particular value 
                to the general listener, more specialist 
                music lovers will also derive great 
                profit from reading Steinberg’s thoughtful 
                and informed views. This is essentially 
                an anthology for dipping into, which 
                is all I’ve been able to do so far. 
                However, on the basis of what I’ve sampled 
                to date this book is right up to the 
                standard of its two distinguished predecessors. 
              
              
              Apart from some review 
                CDs that had "mysteriously" 
                found their way into my suitcase the 
                local National Public Radio stations 
                provided my daily music listening in 
                Florida. These are station WGCU, based 
                in Fort Myers or further north, station 
                WUSF in the Tampa area, for whose output 
                and presentation I have a slight overall 
                preference. Both of these stations are 
                attached to universities, respectively 
                the Florida Gulf Coast University and 
                the University of South Florida. They 
                offer a daily diet of classical music 
                on disc, interspersed with news programmes 
                taken from NPR News in Washington (particularly 
                ‘Morning Edition’ and ‘All Things Considered’, 
                which are the NPR equivalent of BBC 
                Radio Four’s ‘Today’ and ‘PM’ programmes.) 
                There are also a number of "home-grown" 
                speech programmes. Apart from the chance 
                to hear good music, what NPR stations 
                offer that is invaluable is a proper 
                worldwide news agenda. (Far too 
                much of the American media focus is 
                on domestic items or on spheres such 
                as Iraq that are of especial relevance 
                to the USA; for the most part, in my 
                experience, Europe might as well not 
                exist!) One thing that has always puzzled 
                me slightly about the choice of music 
                played each day by these two stations 
                is how rarely vocal music seems to feature 
                by comparison with instrumental and 
                orchestral items. Of course, I don’t 
                listen all the time but I think I’ve 
                heard enough over the years to have 
                garnered a flavour. I wonder why this 
                should be the case?
              
              I mention all this 
                not because "What I Did on My Holidays" 
                is of much interest to MusicWeb readers 
                but simply, if I may, to salute the 
                invaluable work of NPR and its affiliates. 
                It can’t be an easy task pursuing a 
                quality broadcasting agenda in a country 
                where a pop culture is all-pervasive. 
                Financially the stations rely on subscriptions 
                from individual local members and some 
                corporate sponsors for survival (there 
                are no commercials, thank goodness.) 
                People visiting the USA and wanting 
                some decent radio programmes to hear 
                can log on to the NPR website (www.npr.org), 
                to find out just what stations are available 
                in any given part of the country and 
                what their output consists of (not all 
                stations specialise in classical music.) 
                On the evidence of what I’ve heard during 
                my travels round the US over the years 
                the NPR affiliate stations are proudly 
                flying the flag for quality broadcasting. 
                And let me offer one completely non-musical 
                tip: if you’re visiting the US try to 
                catch the hilarious ‘Car Talk’ show 
                on NPR on Saturday mornings or the Garrison 
                Keillor’s whimsical ‘A Prairie Home 
                Companion’ show, also broadcast at weekends.
              
              But despite the vibrant 
                cultural scene in South West Florida 
                there’s one great problem, which I suspect 
                probably affects whole swathes of the 
                USA outside the really major cities. 
                I’ve been visiting the States on vacation 
                for many years now and it’s becoming 
                ever harder to find decent stores selling 
                a good range of classical CDs. One can 
                find CDs in many branches of the booksellers, 
                Barnes & Noble and, of course, there 
                are the chain record stores but I don’t 
                feel that the serious collector is properly 
                catered for. I guess that most such 
                collectors now rely on mail order, which 
                is fine up to a point but with mail 
                order one doesn’t get the sheer pleasure 
                of browsing and impulse buys are all 
                but impossible. The UK is, of course, 
                heading the same way, as are most other 
                countries, I suppose. In all probability 
                the trend is irreversible but the demise 
                of the independent CD dealer is a cause 
                for genuine concern and if we are fortunate 
                enough to live in the vicinity of such 
                stores we collectors surely must cherish 
                and support these businesses while we 
                can. Once their doors have shut it will 
                be too late. A sombre note on which 
                to conclude a diary of what has been 
                a most enjoyable and stimulating month 
                of listening. 
              John Quinn
              Patrick Waller is 
                away