Frederick Fennell (1914-2004) 
                remains an illustrious name in the American 
                wind-band and light music traditions. 
                In the 1950s and 1960s he recorded in 
                quantity for Mercury usually conducting 
                Eastman forces. His LPs from that era 
                still crop up frequently in secondhand 
                shops. 
              
 
              
The present set comprises 
                discs some of which may not I think 
                have been issued on CD before. There 
                are two featuring wind-band and two 
                with orchestra. The landscape is firmly 
                popular light -a genre that since the 
                late 1980s has been making a strong 
                and now overwhelming comeback on the 
                strength of companies such as Hyperion, 
                Marco Polo, ASV (Sanctuary) and Guild. 
              
 
              
The tracks featured 
                here remain sonic spectaculars authored 
                by that fine team of Wilma Cozart (who 
                presided over the digital transfers 
                from tape), Harold Lawrence and David 
                Hall. 
              
 
              
Fennell's Sousa (in 
                fact his anything) showed and 
                shows careful attention to dynamics. 
                Not for him the unvarying mezzo forte 
                slackly favoured by bandmasters. 
                Rhythmic precision is also a feature 
                of this recordings. 
              
 
              
Fennell and his elite 
                musicians give the Sousa marches all 
                the rambunctious, buffeting, resolute, 
                unbearably confident, percussion-whirring, 
                drum-thudding qualities called for by 
                the Sousa tradition. A little Sousa 
                goes a long way with this listener but 
                I can certainly appreciate the precision 
                and relentless boisterousness of these 
                fine sounding recordings of seven Sousa 
                classics. Sousa's The US Field 
                Artillery even has a choral contribution 
                from a male choir (members of the band?) 
                - not very numerous but they make a 
                manly sound. 
              
 
              
The rest of CD1 gives 
                us a smattering of marches from other 
                climes. The Brits get a Coates Knightsbridge 
                and Alford's Colonel Bogey; the former 
                more free and certainly distinctive 
                and out of the Sousa pattern; the latter 
                closer to the smoking ramrod of the 
                Sousa sound. 
              
 
              
Prokofiev's famous 
                march op. 99 has pep aplenty and is 
                a delightful contrast to much of the 
                rest which although not written by Sousa 
                sounds in the Sousa tradition. Whether 
                or not from the USA the following all 
                bear the stigmata or predict them: Tieke's 
                Old Comrades, McCoy's Lights 
                Out, Goldman's On the Mall, 
                Karl King's crashing cracker Barnum 
                and Bailey's Favourite and Klohr's 
                The Billboard. Both Meacham's 
                American Patrol and Ganne's Father 
                of Victory use dynamic variation 
                to good effect. San Miguel's The 
                Golden Ear has a instantly apparent 
                Hispanic flavour complete with toreador 
                solo trumpet (tr. 3 1:21). Hanssen's 
                Valdres March is pretty distinctive 
                too. 
              
 
              
The Grainger/Coates 
                orchestral disc is a joy and how fitting 
                too since the composer had many links 
                with the Eastman School. Fennell makes 
                light of the pattering precision of 
                Shepherd's Hey yet is at ease 
                with the expansive epic unfolding of 
                the sentimental Colonial Song. 
                All the Grainger favourites are there 
                and are lovingly done. I simply regret 
                that space was not found for Hillsong 
                No. 1 and that Green Bushes, 
                The Power of Rome and the Christian 
                Heart and Hillsong No. 2 never 
                took Fennell's fancy or if they did 
                never as far as a Mercury session was 
                concerned. Spoon River might 
                be less familiar to some but it is well 
                worth getting to know in Fennell's tightly 
                rhythmic version. My Robin ... is 
                taken faster than usual missing some 
                of the emotion. 
              
 
              
Eric Coates can, rather 
                like Sousa, be just a little too much 
                but things like the Saxo-Rhapsody, 
                By the Sleepy Lagoon, The 
                Four Centuries and The Three 
                Elizabeths mark him out as a minor 
                romantic master - very personal too. 
                Here the shivering excitement of Halcyon 
                Days (used as the signature tune 
                for the BBCTV's first adaptation of 
                Galsworthy's) and the Delian glow (complete 
                with unhurried cuckoo) of Springtime 
                in Angus make the case. On the other 
                hand the Youth of Britain march 
                owes more than a nod to Sousa. 
              
 
              
There's 
                more Coates on CD3 (all orchestral again). 
                Dvořák clearly inspired 
                Coates in Covent Garden in which 
                there are some delightful stereo effects 
                in this version. The cello solo of Westminster 
                helps brace the listener for the 
                cheeky-chappy (at time rather Grainger-like) 
                Knightsbridge already heard once 
                from Fennell for windband on CD1. We 
                the get just two movements from Coates' 
                Four Ways suite: Northwards 
                clearly looks in Caledonian directions 
                and is proud and warlike while Eastwards 
                is a genre piece through which oriental 
                modes pitter-patter. 
              
 
              
Leroy Anderson is represented 
                by his classics including the soft shoe 
                shuffle of the Sandpaper Ballet 
                and a smattering of carol arrangements. 
                His Forgotten Dreams is the epitome 
                of 1950s sentimental light music - neither 
                too deep nor too treacly. Trumpeter's 
                Lullaby rather belies its purpose 
                with the quick quiet part for the solo 
                trumpet. The complete Irish Suite 
                runs the Green gamut. The Minstrel 
                Boy has some delightful remote whispered 
                stereo effects carried by the side-drum. 
                The Last Rose of Summer drips 
                honey from the soloists' bows. All ends 
                well with the breezy-bright Girl 
                I Left Behind Me. 
              
 
              
The last disc brings 
                us back to Fennell and the windband. 
                The contrived archaicism is of course 
                neatly handled by Fennell but Jacob's 
                William Byrd suite, for all its demonstration 
                of skill, wears thin quickly. Am I the 
                only one to regret that we were not 
                instead given Fennell's Eastman Grainger 
                Hillsong No. 1 and Holst's two 
                suites? However the Walton Crown Imperial 
                is the business! Taken steadily 
                at first, Fennell builds this most inspired 
                of marches with great skill. I prefer 
                the full orchestral version recorded 
                for EMI by Louis Frémaux but 
                this has plenty of oomph and majesty 
                without quite the tightly explosive 
                edginess it might have had. Even so 
                it's a classic recording and the bass 
                drum thwack at 5:01 as the trio ends 
                will please everyone. 
              
 
              
Holst's Hammersmith 
                is not predictable Fennell territory. 
                It's one of the earliest subtle, indeed 
                darkly impressionistic, pieces for wind-band 
                - a study in redolent charcoal smudges 
                rather than sharply limned outlines. 
                It is superbly done here. 
              
 
              
Robert Russell Bennett's 
                Symphonic Songs is also very 
                inventive and sometimes in the Serenade 
                movement simultaneously recalls 
                Piston's Incredible Flutist and 
                Malcolm Arnold's more popular works. 
                The second movement Spirituals handles 
                the genre with considerable tact and 
                originality and is by no means a straight 
                arrangement of well known spirituals. 
                It's more of a Delian soliloquy on misty 
                memories. In Celebration brash 
                and corny cannot escape Sousa so he 
                embraces the manner wholeheartedly. 
                He at times adds modernistic smoke and 
                mirrors and the occasional Prokofiev 
                reminiscence. 
              
 
              
Clifton Williams was 
                an Eastman-trained composer but I am 
                sorry to say that while I could appreciate 
                his Fanfare and Allegro as a 
                study in wind-band sonority it left 
                little impression in the memory apart 
                from clear indebtedness to Howard Hanson 
                at 5:21. 
              
 
              
There is a good compact 
                note by Ivan March and the admirably 
                uncluttered design of the booklet is 
                enhanced by vivid session photographs 
                of Fennell - at least one by Harold 
                Lawrence himself. 
              
 
              
These recordings were 
                made in stereo in the decade between 
                1956 and 1966. 
              
 
              
This is a quite a varied 
                collection with Fennell and light music 
                being the 'glue'. There are two discs 
                each for wind-band and orchestral. Technical 
                mastery, whether orchestral or audio-technical, 
                is not in doubt. These recordings sound 
                astonishing for their half century age. 
                March, wind-band and Fennell fans are 
                wonderfully well served. British and 
                American light music enthusiasts will 
                also find a great deal to please. It 
                is not just a magnum of nostalgia. Even 
                the present reviewer made discoveries 
                - the most attractive being the Bennett 
                Symphonic Songs and Anderson's 
                Forgotten Dreams. 
              
Rob Barnett