In terms of composers 
                who have made a major splash internationally 
                Norway has Grieg as Finland has Sibelius. 
                Labels such as Aurora, Unicorn, NKF 
                and Bis have been teaching us that there 
                is far more to Norway's musical scene 
                than just Grieg. Saeverud has 
                been one of the composers we have been 
                introduced to through the recorded media 
                and in Norway has been placed on the 
                same level as Grieg. 
              
 
              
Harald Sæverud 
                and Olav Kielland, born in the 1890s, 
                are significant figures. I know Kielland 
                only from a cassette of someone's old 
                Norwegian LP of his athletic and cleanly 
                defined First Symphony. As for the Bergen-born 
                Sæverud I have been aware of him 
                since Unicorn issued an LP of one of 
                his symphonies (LSO/Ole Schmidt) and 
                NKF recorded his Sinfonia Dolorosa. 
                Bis have now issued seven volumes of 
                recordings of his orchestral music by 
                the Stavanger Symphony Orchestra. However 
                it was the Bergen Phil which Sæverud 
                conducted that premiered many of his 
                works and repeat-performed a selection 
                of them. 
              
 
              
Sæverud was blessed 
                with a friend, Johan Ludvig Mowinckel, 
                whose extremely affluent father was 
                prepared to spend large sums on contemporary 
                music and its white hopes. With this 
                backing Sæverud went to study 
                in Berlin. There he spent two years 
                during the early 1920s studying with 
                Friedrich Koch. In the German capital 
                he wrote and had performed his First 
                Symphony with the Berlin Phil. 
              
 
              
The Symphony No. 
                2 was being worked on at the same 
                time as the First. It was completed 
                in Norway by Christmas 1922. The Bergen 
                Phil - affectionately known as 'Harmonien' 
                - premiered it on 22 November 1923, 
                the composer conducting. The remainder 
                of the 1920s were, with the exception 
                of the Third Symphony, unproductive 
                but by 1934 Sæverud had revised 
                and reordered the movements of the Second 
                and it is this version we hear now. 
                For a work from the 1920s it is a remarkable 
                piece. It’s not atonal but neither is 
                it luxuriously romantic. The orchestration 
                has a Sibelian lucidity. Across its 
                three movements we become familiar with 
                two ideas variously expressed. There's 
                an aggressive and convulsive iterated 
                cell which gives the symphony propulsion. 
                The cell seems to incorporate an angry 
                fogged reference to Beethoven's Fifth 
                Symphony fate motif: listen at 11:00 
                in the finale (tr. 3). There's also 
                a contrasting folksy-pastoral idea sometimes 
                to be heard with black clouds overhanging. 
                At other times, as at the start of the 
                second movement, it is more serene and 
                idealised like a feintly acidic echo 
                of the tender music for Tatiana in Eugene 
                Onegin. It also appears in a memorable, 
                bucolic slave dance as at 2:10 in the 
                second movement. The symphony ends with 
                the angry convulsive cell undergoing 
                an instantaneous metamorphosis into 
                triumph. The music is in long lines 
                with none of the fragmentation of the 
                revolutionary avant-garde. The 1934 
                final revision was premiered by the 
                Bergen orchestra with Olav Kielland 
                conducting. 
              
 
              
The Romanza for 
                violin and orchestra is not quite the 
                syrupy confection we might have expected. 
                On the other hand it is not a gritty 
                thunderer either despite its contemporary 
                works which included the Sæverud’s 
                Sinfonia Dolorosa. Much of the 
                work emulates a concert piece by Bruch 
                or Saint-Saëns. It does have a 
                slight 20th century tang and an occasional 
                salty dissonance - a Bergian slow motion 
                ‘skid’ rather than anything more drastic. 
                At 2.17 we get an almost Straussian 
                dance and there’s some Dvorakian bustle 
                at 3.00. 
              
 
              
Sumarnatt-Båtsong 
                dates from two years before 
                the Romanza. It was written in 
                two versions simultaneously - one for 
                solo piano; the other heard here. Although 
                tense, this is a very accessible delicate 
                piece of chamber textured writing alive 
                with birdsong amid the pines. It is 
                given irritant momentum by a dancing 
                figure. The subtitle is: Barcarola 
                d'una notte d'estate. The dedication 
                is to Sæverud’s wife Marie. 
              
 
              
Another short piece 
                before we get to the other symphony. 
                This is the Cinquanta Variazioni 
                Piccole. As the title 
                indicates we get fifty micro-variations 
                and we get them in just short of six 
                minutes. Woodwind figures curve and 
                smile like the Dvořák 
                wind serenade. Little dances announce 
                themselves and then fade. Determined 
                aggressive moments with side-drum melt 
                into summer dells and glades. It's all 
                over very quickly. 
              
 
              
The Fourth Symphony 
                is dedicated to the then conductor 
                of the Bergen Philharmonic, Harald Heide 
                who was also the dedicatee of the Variazioni. 
                It is in a single movement. The style 
                has moved on again. The writing is more 
                oblique than in the Second Symphony. 
                Here the harmonic world tends to the 
                astringent with a Bergian flavour rising 
                to almost manic urgency at 18.18. Familiar 
                hallmarks are there: iterated aggressive-propulsive 
                cells (7:40; 9:09) occasionally predictive 
                of Shostakovich, woodwind-articulated 
                birdsong, satisfying repetition and 
                melancholic solos or chamber music interludes 
                most touchingly done as at 19:30 onwards. 
                The music is sometimes oddly similar 
                to Rawsthorne; try the repeated melodic 
                cell at 11:34. There's also a Nielsen-like 
                tenderness at the end only slightly 
                curdled by that Bergian accent. The 
                masterstroke - and it's wonderfully 
                memorable - is a glowing but modest 
                little brass figure that rises at the 
                end from nowhere and establishes a satiated 
                sunset gesture. Superb. 
              
 
              
This is volume seven 
                in the Bis Sæverud Edition. 
              
 
              
It is typical of Bis’s 
                non-conformist approach that the cover 
                of the booklet has the orchestra in 
                single file trooping their way in full 
                evening dress through a barren rocky 
                landscape. 
              
 
              
Lorenz Reitans provides 
                strong factual background in his booklet 
                note which is pleasingly light on describing 
                what we can actually hear if we put 
                the disc in the tray and press 'play'. 
                Ideal. 
              
 
              
A triumphant addition 
                with a strong mix of the accessible 
                and the more subtle. This should win 
                many new and agreeably surprised friends 
                for Sæverud. 
              
Rob Barnett