Until the early years 
                of the twentieth century, Western Art 
                Music maintained predictable forms; 
                genres such as the symphony, concerto 
                and sonata had become standardized. 
                That is not to say that composers did 
                not over time expand upon these forms. 
                Certainly it can be said that Mahler 
                and Strauss stretched orchestral writing 
                to breaking point, and that some romantic 
                sonatas such as those by the likes of 
                Alkan became so large and sprawling 
                as to be unwieldy. 
              
 
              
By the time Schönberg 
                composed his Five Orchestral Pieces 
                in 1909, it seemed as though traditional 
                orchestral forms were a thing of the 
                past. In spite of the fact that composers 
                continued to write works that they called 
                symphonies and concertos and sonatas, 
                there was often little resemblance to 
                the traditional forms that these genres 
                had taken in the past. Formal structures 
                gave way to large bands of sound as 
                in the works of Penderecki, aleatory 
                gestures such as in the works of Cage 
                and Boulez, and to dozens of other experiments 
                by so-called academic composers, which 
                by and large, were failures and have 
                been forgotten. 
              
 
              
Except in England. 
              
 
              
Ever conservative and 
                often unjustifiably regarded as the 
                last to know, England kept the symphonic 
                tradition alive in the twentieth century 
                with a raft of superior composers, tirelessly 
                producing a huge body of original, fresh 
                and sadly underplayed music. England 
                boasts one of the most impressive lists 
                of modern successful composers in the 
                world with names like Vaughan Williams, 
                Holst, Britten, Walton, Bax, Arnold, 
                Parry, Elgar, Stanford and the oft-sung 
                but underplayed Edmund Rubbra. Oft-sung 
                I say because of the enduring popularity 
                of his choral writing amongst Anglican 
                Cathedral Choirs, under played because 
                of his impressive output of orchestral 
                and chamber literature that seems to 
                linger in relative obscurity, for no 
                good reason that I can find. 
              
 
              
Naxos, in their inimitable 
                way of bringing fine music to the public 
                at a risk-free price, are helping to 
                mend the gap (or is it mind the gap?) 
                with their superb series of discs from 
                twentieth century British composers. 
              
 
              
Rubbra, born in 1901 
                into a poor family in Northhampton, 
                received his early musical training 
                from his mother. His uncle owned a music 
                shop, and it was there that he was first 
                exposed to great music and was particularly 
                enamored of the works of Debussy and 
                Cyril Scott. He would later go on to 
                become Scott’s pupil before entering 
                the Royal College of Music where he 
                was a student of Holst. Slow to develop 
                his own style, many of his early works 
                reflect the influence of his elder countrymen 
                such as John Ireland and Arnold Bax. 
                An accomplished pianist, he was also 
                active as a chamber musician, and was 
                a respected journalist as well. He died 
                in 1986. 
              
 
              
The opening work on 
                the present disc was commissioned by 
                the Louisville Orchestra, an American 
                Ensemble based in the southern state 
                of Kentucky, an unlikely but prolific 
                progenitor of new music, famous for 
                its encouragement of living composers 
                through its ambitious commissioning 
                and recording programs. Although titled 
                Improvisation, there 
                is a noticeable formal structure. Opening 
                with a lengthy and somewhat melancholy 
                passage for solo violin, the work builds 
                in intensity over its short span as 
                the orchestra joins. The Ulster Orchestra 
                and soloist Krysia Osostowicz show themselves 
                to be very able interpreters. 
              
 
              
Known to have been 
                influenced by the works of Elizabethan 
                and Jacobean composers, Rubbra deftly 
                adapts a selection of keyboard works 
                by Giles Farnaby (c.1563-1640) 
                into playful and charming miniatures 
                for orchestra. They are played with 
                elegance and grace here and make for 
                a delightful interlude between the two 
                more serious works for solo violin. 
                These would make a great little concert-opener, 
                were (especially) American orchestras 
                creative enough to look beyond nineteenth 
                century Germany for program ideas. 
              
 
              
The Violin Concerto 
                is a lyrical work, with more emphasis 
                by the composer placed on melodic and 
                harmonic interest and structure than 
                with sheer virtuoso display. What a 
                relief this work is from the schlock 
                that makes up so much of the concert 
                repertoire for the violin. Beautifully 
                rendered here by Ms. Osostowicz, she 
                plays with an infectious passion coupled 
                with a refined taste and understatement 
                that is instantly engaging. This is 
                compelling music, and given its reserved 
                romanticism, is a safe bet for any audience, 
                regardless of how conservative. Yet, 
                it is wonderfully original and fresh, 
                proving that there is still much to 
                be said through the traditional symphonic 
                forms, and disproving the notion that 
                classical music has run out of things 
                to say. 
              
 
              
Takuo Yuasa is a convincing 
                interpreter of these outstanding scores, 
                leading the Ulster players in a finely 
                balanced performance. String tones are 
                lush and intonation and ensemble are 
                of the first order. Tempi seem to me 
                to be spot-on, though without the benefit 
                of having the scores in front of me, 
                I cannot be too judgmental. Naxos have 
                produced a fine recording in excellent 
                sound. Notes are thorough and interesting, 
                but I must remind annotator Malcolm 
                MacDonald that musicians do not play 
                "on" their instruments. Why 
                on earth are writers so abhorrent of 
                the definite article these days? 
              
 
              
Well worthy of your 
                shelf space, this is a highly recommendable 
                disc. It upholds my highest criterion 
                for a recording in that it makes me 
                want to seek out more music by this 
                composer and these performers. This 
                is one that should definitely be added 
                to your collection. 
              
 
               
              
Kevin Sutton 
               
              
see also review 
                by Rob Barnett