
Miguel Del Aguila / Salon Buenos Aires
This is not the first CD to contain some of his music but I believe itâs the first to be devoted entirely to him. He has been described as a composer of âturbulent fantasyâ and the anonymous booklet notes here comment that in his music there is âcaptivating interplay, even fertile tension, between Classical formal balance and Romantic excessâ. I have to say that this Uruguayan composer is a typical example of cross-over, not though manufactured, but with a real living and genuine language so beloved of those for whom modern music normally takes too much concentration time.
The opening work is infectious and clever. âCharango Capricciosoâ is built gradually from a very still and quiet start to a manic climax via repeated and obsessive syncopated rhythmic patterns. It then peters out after massive chords to a thoughtful and forgiving coda. The recording seems a little choked when the music is at its most wild. Perhaps the volume is tricky to adjust at the beginning; nevertheless this piece creates a promising opening impression.
The second work âPresto IIâ is an enlarged version of the finale of his Second String Quartet which Aguila wrote whilst living in Vienna where the form is considered to be âsacrosanctâ. Apparently its performance was reviewed as ânot seriousâ by the local press. It is frenetic and spends most of its time in 7/8 time. It finds time to take a bow towards 1920s Jazz. It also contains âcol legnoâ and âsul pontâ effects and ends with a shout from the players. Good fun.
I have to describe âLife is a dreamâ as a heroic failure, despite the fact that it is quite original and at times catchy. The composer has translated a poem by Pedro Calderon del Barca (1600-1681) about the meaning of life. This is narrated, practically twice - incidentally there are two narrators; the female not named - at varying points during the workâs progress. The ârealityâ is represented on stage but there is a âdistant reality ... personified by the first violin who finlly joins the on-stage performers.â There is then a dance - âa dysfunctional jotaâ - with the evocation of guitars. Thereâs a flavour of Andalusia and the Phrygian mode present throughout old Spanish music is much in evidence. It is a complex tapestry of a work and one hearing I felt was probably quite adequate. However for the purposes of this review I listened again and, sadly, found it even less revealing.
If you felt, as I did that Aguila is the musical grandson as it were of Astor Piazzolla then âSalon Buenos Airesâ will add further âconfirmationâ. The first movement is a Samba, which in addition to the rich instrumental mix adds some (uncredited) disembodied, vocalising, and demonstrates what we are told in the booklet notes that âThe three movements comprise a nostalgic musical portrait of 1950s Buenos Airesâ which âsprings from the composerâs childhood memoriesâ. The middle movement grows from and ends in mist but builds to a powerful climax. This is a âTango to Dreamâ transition. Its thickly contrapuntal middle section would have benefited from more air around the players. In fact the recording as a whole is rather too close for comfort at times. This is the longest movement but we move on to an irritating - to this reviewer anyway - âObsessed Milongaâ. I should not have been surprised because the notes quote the newspaper the Wiener Zeitung as describing the composer as âof obsessive vitalityâ. A Milonga is incidentally an earlier Uruguayan tango form. The flute leads off manically with the melody and the other players repeat it in various keys for the next four minutes.
If I have been a little luke-warm so far then all changes with the last work. âClocksâ is for piano quintet and the composer might well have called it âA Clock Museumâ. This is original, colourful and pleasing. It falls into six sections. The first 'Shelves of Clocksâ sets up a âtocking and a tickingâ with the use of a polyphony of very high pizzicatos and harmonics. There are sharp staccato piano notes. In movement two, âMidnight Strikesâ there are clangorous, resonant chords. The third is âThe Old Clockâs taleâ which is romantic and generally slightly âHollywoodâ in effect. âSundial 2000BCâ is great fun incorporating some rugged rather primeval vocal work with which we might associate Roman ritual. It features a 3+3+2 dance rhythm. âRomance of Swiss Clocksâ makes a fascinating contrast being rather twee and flecked with bon-bons. Finally there is the longest movement, the riotous âThe Joy of keeping timeâ based on various South-American dance rhythms. This ends with the clocks in an empty museum indulging in something near to a musical orgy.
The whole disc is played with great enthusiasm. Iâm not mad on the recording quality as mentioned above but the booklet is useful with photos and succinct musical asides.
-- Gary Higginson, MusicWeb International
This is not the first CD to contain some of his music but I believe itâs the first to be devoted entirely to him. He has been described as a composer of âturbulent fantasyâ and the anonymous booklet notes here comment that in his music there is âcaptivating interplay, even fertile tension, between Classical formal balance and Romantic excessâ. I have to say that this Uruguayan composer is a typical example of cross-over, not though manufactured, but with a real living and genuine language so beloved of those for whom modern music normally takes too much concentration time.
The opening work is infectious and clever. âCharango Capricciosoâ is built gradually from a very still and quiet start to a manic climax via repeated and obsessive syncopated rhythmic patterns. It then peters out after massive chords to a thoughtful and forgiving coda. The recording seems a little choked when the music is at its most wild. Perhaps the volume is tricky to adjust at the beginning; nevertheless this piece creates a promising opening impression.
The second work âPresto IIâ is an enlarged version of the finale of his Second String Quartet which Aguila wrote whilst living in Vienna where the form is considered to be âsacrosanctâ. Apparently its performance was reviewed as ânot seriousâ by the local press. It is frenetic and spends most of its time in 7/8 time. It finds time to take a bow towards 1920s Jazz. It also contains âcol legnoâ and âsul pontâ effects and ends with a shout from the players. Good fun.
I have to describe âLife is a dreamâ as a heroic failure, despite the fact that it is quite original and at times catchy. The composer has translated a poem by Pedro Calderon del Barca (1600-1681) about the meaning of life. This is narrated, practically twice - incidentally there are two narrators; the female not named - at varying points during the workâs progress. The ârealityâ is represented on stage but there is a âdistant reality ... personified by the first violin who finlly joins the on-stage performers.â There is then a dance - âa dysfunctional jotaâ - with the evocation of guitars. Thereâs a flavour of Andalusia and the Phrygian mode present throughout old Spanish music is much in evidence. It is a complex tapestry of a work and one hearing I felt was probably quite adequate. However for the purposes of this review I listened again and, sadly, found it even less revealing.
If you felt, as I did that Aguila is the musical grandson as it were of Astor Piazzolla then âSalon Buenos Airesâ will add further âconfirmationâ. The first movement is a Samba, which in addition to the rich instrumental mix adds some (uncredited) disembodied, vocalising, and demonstrates what we are told in the booklet notes that âThe three movements comprise a nostalgic musical portrait of 1950s Buenos Airesâ which âsprings from the composerâs childhood memoriesâ. The middle movement grows from and ends in mist but builds to a powerful climax. This is a âTango to Dreamâ transition. Its thickly contrapuntal middle section would have benefited from more air around the players. In fact the recording as a whole is rather too close for comfort at times. This is the longest movement but we move on to an irritating - to this reviewer anyway - âObsessed Milongaâ. I should not have been surprised because the notes quote the newspaper the Wiener Zeitung as describing the composer as âof obsessive vitalityâ. A Milonga is incidentally an earlier Uruguayan tango form. The flute leads off manically with the melody and the other players repeat it in various keys for the next four minutes.
If I have been a little luke-warm so far then all changes with the last work. âClocksâ is for piano quintet and the composer might well have called it âA Clock Museumâ. This is original, colourful and pleasing. It falls into six sections. The first 'Shelves of Clocksâ sets up a âtocking and a tickingâ with the use of a polyphony of very high pizzicatos and harmonics. There are sharp staccato piano notes. In movement two, âMidnight Strikesâ there are clangorous, resonant chords. The third is âThe Old Clockâs taleâ which is romantic and generally slightly âHollywoodâ in effect. âSundial 2000BCâ is great fun incorporating some rugged rather primeval vocal work with which we might associate Roman ritual. It features a 3+3+2 dance rhythm. âRomance of Swiss Clocksâ makes a fascinating contrast being rather twee and flecked with bon-bons. Finally there is the longest movement, the riotous âThe Joy of keeping timeâ based on various South-American dance rhythms. This ends with the clocks in an empty museum indulging in something near to a musical orgy.
The whole disc is played with great enthusiasm. Iâm not mad on the recording quality as mentioned above but the booklet is useful with photos and succinct musical asides.
-- Gary Higginson, MusicWeb International
Description
This is not the first CD to contain some of his music but I believe itâs the first to be devoted entirely to him. He has been described as a composer of âturbulent fantasyâ and the anonymous booklet notes here comment that in his music there is âcaptivating interplay, even fertile tension, between Classical formal balance and Romantic excessâ. I have to say that this Uruguayan composer is a typical example of cross-over, not though manufactured, but with a real living and genuine language so beloved of those for whom modern music normally takes too much concentration time.
The opening work is infectious and clever. âCharango Capricciosoâ is built gradually from a very still and quiet start to a manic climax via repeated and obsessive syncopated rhythmic patterns. It then peters out after massive chords to a thoughtful and forgiving coda. The recording seems a little choked when the music is at its most wild. Perhaps the volume is tricky to adjust at the beginning; nevertheless this piece creates a promising opening impression.
The second work âPresto IIâ is an enlarged version of the finale of his Second String Quartet which Aguila wrote whilst living in Vienna where the form is considered to be âsacrosanctâ. Apparently its performance was reviewed as ânot seriousâ by the local press. It is frenetic and spends most of its time in 7/8 time. It finds time to take a bow towards 1920s Jazz. It also contains âcol legnoâ and âsul pontâ effects and ends with a shout from the players. Good fun.
I have to describe âLife is a dreamâ as a heroic failure, despite the fact that it is quite original and at times catchy. The composer has translated a poem by Pedro Calderon del Barca (1600-1681) about the meaning of life. This is narrated, practically twice - incidentally there are two narrators; the female not named - at varying points during the workâs progress. The ârealityâ is represented on stage but there is a âdistant reality ... personified by the first violin who finlly joins the on-stage performers.â There is then a dance - âa dysfunctional jotaâ - with the evocation of guitars. Thereâs a flavour of Andalusia and the Phrygian mode present throughout old Spanish music is much in evidence. It is a complex tapestry of a work and one hearing I felt was probably quite adequate. However for the purposes of this review I listened again and, sadly, found it even less revealing.
If you felt, as I did that Aguila is the musical grandson as it were of Astor Piazzolla then âSalon Buenos Airesâ will add further âconfirmationâ. The first movement is a Samba, which in addition to the rich instrumental mix adds some (uncredited) disembodied, vocalising, and demonstrates what we are told in the booklet notes that âThe three movements comprise a nostalgic musical portrait of 1950s Buenos Airesâ which âsprings from the composerâs childhood memoriesâ. The middle movement grows from and ends in mist but builds to a powerful climax. This is a âTango to Dreamâ transition. Its thickly contrapuntal middle section would have benefited from more air around the players. In fact the recording as a whole is rather too close for comfort at times. This is the longest movement but we move on to an irritating - to this reviewer anyway - âObsessed Milongaâ. I should not have been surprised because the notes quote the newspaper the Wiener Zeitung as describing the composer as âof obsessive vitalityâ. A Milonga is incidentally an earlier Uruguayan tango form. The flute leads off manically with the melody and the other players repeat it in various keys for the next four minutes.
If I have been a little luke-warm so far then all changes with the last work. âClocksâ is for piano quintet and the composer might well have called it âA Clock Museumâ. This is original, colourful and pleasing. It falls into six sections. The first 'Shelves of Clocksâ sets up a âtocking and a tickingâ with the use of a polyphony of very high pizzicatos and harmonics. There are sharp staccato piano notes. In movement two, âMidnight Strikesâ there are clangorous, resonant chords. The third is âThe Old Clockâs taleâ which is romantic and generally slightly âHollywoodâ in effect. âSundial 2000BCâ is great fun incorporating some rugged rather primeval vocal work with which we might associate Roman ritual. It features a 3+3+2 dance rhythm. âRomance of Swiss Clocksâ makes a fascinating contrast being rather twee and flecked with bon-bons. Finally there is the longest movement, the riotous âThe Joy of keeping timeâ based on various South-American dance rhythms. This ends with the clocks in an empty museum indulging in something near to a musical orgy.
The whole disc is played with great enthusiasm. Iâm not mad on the recording quality as mentioned above but the booklet is useful with photos and succinct musical asides.
-- Gary Higginson, MusicWeb International























