The
                    idea for putting together a programme in homage to Francis
                    Poulenc came to Abbie de Quant as a result of the realisation
                    that she had been playing the Poulenc Sonate for forty
                    years, since 1966. She deliberately avoided the easier option
                    of basing a programme around the 'Groupe des Six' of which
                    Poulenc was one, and so as well as Tailleferre and Honegger
                    who also represent this famous club, we have (among others)
                    Taffanel as founder of the French flute school, Koechlin
                    as Poulenc's teacher, and some new works commissioned by
                    Abbie de Quant and inspired by Poulenc's own Sonate.
                
                 
                
                
                Claude Paul Taffanel created a huge, 
			  eight-volume flute method which is still a basic standard for 
			  professionals today. His compositions are effective and of course 
			  a gift for the flautist - his
                    own emphasis on timbre as well as technical proficiency being
                    reflected in lyrical works which go far beyond mere technical
                    display. Abbie de Quant has a clear, fine tone, and phrases
                    these works sensitively, the skittish Scherzettino contrasting
                    nicely with the open and still fresh-sounding Andante
                    Pastoral.
                
                 
                
                Charles
                    Koechlin wrote vast amounts of music for flute, including 
			  'Les chants de nectaire' which in its entirety would keep your
                    audience busy for a whole day at least. The Sonate is
                    representative of his flowing, lyrical style, distinctly
                    French, and neither really modern nor overly romantic. Placed
                    next to Poulenc's own Sonate, it shows how the conventional
                    idiom can be perpetuated, while the strength of character
                    and individuality of each composer remains utterly distinctive.
                    Abbie de Quant and Elizabeth van Malde's performance of Poulenc's
                    masterpiece is nicely turned, the flautist's tone liquid and 
			  expressive, dramatic and emphatic where required.
                 
                
                Bart Visman's Mélodie is in all aspects based on 'song
                    form', in structure and character of writing for both piano
                    and flute. The piece is quite approachable both as player
                    and listener, with the piano's song being often more bird-like,
                    the flute elegiac and restrained.
                
                 
                
                Dutilleux's Sonatine goes
                    up against another CD from last year, that of Sharon Bezaly
                    and Ronald Brautigam on BIS (see review).
                    De Quant's version sounds good, but for some reason - not 
			  standing on the correct spot being the most likely - the flute is 
			  more recessed in the balance of this recording at the opening, 
			  something which is corrected one minute in. Bezaly and Brautigam 
			  have a richer recording and the advantages of youth and SACD 
			  technology - their performance
                    flows with an irrepressible joie de vivre which De Quant
                    and Van Malde approach, but don't quite attain.
                
                 
                
                Honegger's Danse de la chèvre is one of those solo
                    pieces which every flute player will come across sooner or
                    later. Abbie de Quant's experience
                            shows, and I don't doubt that she can play it in
                            her sleep. The typically anti-romantic title is reflected
                            in idiosyncratic rhythms and contrasts, and if you
                            can't quite see a dancing goat in your mind's eye,
                            that has more to do with a lack of visual reference
                            material rather than Abbie de Quant's excellent performance. 
                
                
                
                Jan
                          Bus has, in Cherchez l'Orange, written a 
			  musical commentary on Poulenc's Sonate, and come up with a 
			  bravura piece in traditional form and style. It is in no way an 
			  imitation of Poulenc, but maintains a similar atmosphere through 
			  its three movements - a
                          lyric/dramatic first, a calmer middle movement with
                          cinematic overtones, and with a finale which reminds
                          me a little of some moments from the Prokofiev Sonata
                          for flute and piano. 
                
                
                
                Germaine
                          Tailleferre was of course the only female member of 'Groupe
                          des Six', and had her own distinctive character and 
			  style - the feminine counterweight to many of the other
                          members, but none the weaker for it. The Forlane is
                          a short dance, lively and attractive, with that touch
                          of introvert nostalgia which makes Tailleferre's work
                          endure.
                
                
                
                Dick
                          Kattenburg will be a new name to many. Like so many,
                          his life was cut short in 1944 in a Nazi concentration
                          camp, but at the age of 17 he had already partially
                          acquired a personal style evidenced by his Sonate
                          Op.5. There is much of his teacher, Willem Pijper,
                          in some of the intervals and chords in the piano part,
                          as there is in the 'Habanera' rhythms which also appear.
                          The final 'fughetta' movement is a joy. 
                
                
                As
                          recital discs go this has to be declared a great success.
                          Well considered and adventurous programming stands
                          high when evaluating such productions, but the standard
                          of performance is also superb. There are one or two
                          minor blips which I've restrained from harping on about,
                          but it's the overall impression which counts, and I
                          for one would give it a firm recommendation. 
                
                Dominy Clements