The British composer Marcus Blunt was born in 
			  Birmingham in 1947. He studied composition at the University 
			  College of Wales in Aberystwyth and has since travelled widely, 
			  and worked widely, before moving to Scotland in 1990. His 
			  biography includes such occupations between 1970 and 1976 as 
			  warehouse packer and photographic processor - 
                which puts George Lloyd's mushroom and carnation business into 
			  some kind of compositional context! He's now the composer-in-residence 
                for the Dumfries Music Club. 
              
Given that the 
			  majority of his works are instrumental it makes sense to 
			  concentrate on his piano music. It's played by the dedicatee of 
			  one of his most recent pieces, the avidly curious and eloquent 
			  Murray McLachlan. You'll note that I've retained the upper and 
			  lower case particularities of that piece and also the fantasies on 
			  the names of Scriabin and Fauré - these are explained more fully in the notes and 
                  don't affect one's appreciation of the music.
This conspectus gives us three piano sonatas, programmed in 
				reverse. The compact eleven-minute plus First was written in 
				1971-72 - that's to say shortly after he graduated - and revised in 1997. It consists 
                  of a Fantasia and a series of Variations. There's a puckish 
				baroque spirit at work in the first and a strong flirtation with 
				twelve-tone in the variations. The Second Sonata followed in 
				1977 but like the First was subject to revision, this time in 
				1998. This is a particularly revealing and successful work. The 
				first movement rocking themes coalesce with a powerful sense of 
				character in the chordal writing. The finale of this tightly 
				constructed three-movement work is agitated and quite 
				declamatory - the repetition of the chordal writing gives it a 
				starkly uncompromising nature - and the Messiaen touches seem to 
				me to be deliberate. 
                  The Third Sonata (1988 revised 1994) bears the title The 
                  Life Force. In only seven minutes we meet some astutely 
                  fluid writing, still maybe bearing ghostly trace marks of the 
                  influence of Tippett. Rolling and dramatic and with strongly 
                  contrapuntal elements this is a fine example of Blunt's inheritance 
                  and unassuming control of sonata elements. 
                
The early Preludes 
                  are in fact his earliest piano works. They're not yet fully 
				characteristic but show intimations of the composer to come. The 
				Theme, the second of the seven, is spare but has atmosphere 
				whilst the Jiglet has a pawky humour. The Scarlatti homage is 
				actually very clever - never resorting to pastiche or nostalgia. 
                  The two Scriabin homages are clearly imaginative foretastes 
                  of his later compositional association - in the shape of the 
                  1992 Fantasy - with a composer who has clearly been highly influential 
                  on him. 
                
The two little Iona 
                  pieces are rather too elliptical for full pleasure but the Nocturnes 
                  impress more. They summon up a sense of place and personality. 
                  The tribute to the composer's friend Frank Bayford is 
				especially warm and affectionate. He retains independence in his 
				Scriabin Fantasy - this is an artful and eventful piece, finely textured 
                  - and the Fauré tribute summons up the spirit of the composer 
                  through the sparest of means. Finally there's the tribute to 
				McLachlan, which begins quietly but generates a fulsome, 
				powerful dynamic - how astute a character study this is perhaps only 
                  the pianist can know! 
                
So a most enjoyable 
                  recital, attractively recorded, and played with typical sensitivity 
                  by a pianist fully in sympathy with the music's demands and 
                  nature-mystic moments. But when will we hear Blunt's Piano 
				Concerto? Admirers of the composer should agitate for it and 
				Dunelm should go on a drive to get this in the recording can 
				without undue delay.
Jonathan Woolf