Die Kunst der Fuge seems to have become one of those works
                for which a certain section of today’s musicians rub their
                hands and say, ‘let’s make an arrangement’.
                I have nothing against a decent ‘working up’ of this
                music, the score of which is a four-stave affair with no instrumentation
                given at all, thus inviting all kinds of opportunities for the
                quartet fraternity - from string to saxophone. One of my favourite ‘authentic’ versions
                is the lively recording by Reinhard Goebel’s Musica Antiqua
                Köln on Archiv. This SACD organ recording falls somewhere
                between the effect of this, and the rather dry 1977 organ version
                by Herbert Tachezi on Telefunken’s ‘Das Alte Werk’ series
                - now reissued on Teldec. I still find this latter recording
                a rather dutiful listen, though it was a pioneering interpretation
                at the time. My interest in Bengt Tribukait’s recording
                was partly to see if an organ version of this late masterpiece
                of J.S. Bach could be made into more than merely an intellectual
                exercise, and I am pleased to say my hopes have largely been
                realised. 
                
                One selling point for this recording is that it is played on
                an organ from Bach’s time, the 1728 Johan Niclas Cahman
                organ in the Church of Leufsta Bruk in Sweden. Hans Fagius has
                contributed an interesting history of the instrument in the booklet,
                and after the all too common story of neglect and insensitive
                restoration the organ was finally re-inaugurated in 2006 after
                having been returned to its original condition as much as possible.
                The size of the instrument is remarkable given the relative scale
                of the building in which it is housed. This is a potential problem
                for recording, as such an instrument would be more familiar in
                the richer and more generous acoustic of a cathedral. True, the
                resonance is not huge, but this suits the complexity of the music,
                and only when played 
ff does the sound become a little
                heavy, for instance in 
Contrapunctus VI. Even here the
                balance is good enough, but my ears felt a little more distance
                from the mid range and a little more volume of air to help the
                lower registers would have turned good sound into one amidst
                ideal circumstances. Returning to the subject of booklet content,
                we can also read some of Bengt Tribukait’s personal connection
                to this music, and his ideas on some of the symbolism in Bach’s
                score. This is an intriguing field, and one which we can only
                hope not one which is about to be taken too seriously by Dan
                Brown. Tribukait makes a case for the number symbolism in some
                of the 
Contrapuncti, and plays with the idea that the
                introduction of the B-A-C-H theme is “the composer’s
                personal confession of his sins.” This may or may not have
                been the Bach’s intention, but in any case, the ultimate
                argument is that which brings this fascinating music to life,
                and Bengt Tribukait’s performance does this very convincingly
                indeed. 
                
                Dipping into the tracks from almost a random point, and you might
                like to sample the delights of 
Contrapunctus IX, whose
                running double fugue becomes a playful, almost dancing movement
                under Tribukait’s fingers. The mellow character of the
                organ is expressed in the following double fugue 
Contrapunctus
                X, where the little chuffing articulations of some of the
                pipes and colour of their tone are something a like a chorus
                of human voices. 
Contrapunctus XI, mentioned as a possible
                reference to sin or hell in the symbolism of the number II, is
                given more penetrating registers, the chromatic figures raising
                tension or being driven home like screws into a coffin. I particularly
                like the 
inversus of 
Contrapunctus XII, and the
                playing does not disappoint here, with a restrained but effective
                layering of the expressive melodic material. Tribukait once again
                shows his ability to create a deliciously light dancing mood
                on the organ in the gigue rhythm of 
Contrapunctus XIII,
                and this mood is extended in a delightful 
Canon alla ottava.
                There is plenty of variety in colour in the movements throughout
                this interpretation of 
BWV 1080, and I never found myself
                becoming bored. Tribukait brings the texture down to an almost
                minimal 
ppp in the penultimate 
Canon per augmentionem
                in contrario motu, creating a special space around the final 
Fuga
                a 3 soggetti. This was of course famously left unfinished
                at the time of Bach’s death, and no attempt has been made
                to construct an artificial conclusion in this version - we are
                literally left hanging. The notes of B-A-C-H are left as a potent
                message in the air, and with no extra chorale to provide a consoling
                finish this is as striking a statement as one could make in these
                uncertain times. 
                
                This is a fine recording of J.S. Bach’s 
Die Kunst der
                Fuge and not only ticks all the boxes in terms of authentic
                instrument and accurate and musical performance, but also goes
                the extra mile in terms of imagination and colour. The added
                bonus of SACD is nice, but I found this recording perfectly acceptable
                in plain stereo. As mentioned before, the space for the recording
                is not vast, and so the sense of volume isn’t so much increased
                as enhanced by surround sound, with the feel of the organ as
                an instrument with power in reserve more obvious. The recording
                is not so close that there is much leaping around between pipes
                in disparate locations, though this is no doubt also part of
                the character of the instrument. I can’t say I know a better
                version of this piece played on organ, and a warm recommendation
                is all that remains to be given. 
                
                
Dominy Clements