December 04, 2025

(++++) TALES OF THE SUPERSILLIES

The World’s Worst Superheroes. By David Walliams. Illustrated by Adam Stower. HarperCollins. $15.99. 

     You have to give David Walliams credit: he has a seemingly inexhaustible supply of comedic ideas for the preteen set, so many that some of his stories overflow with capsule descriptions of characters that could be protagonists in their own right but with whom he apparently just couldn’t be bothered because he is too busy making other characters into protagonists. Less attractively, Walliams has an equally seemingly-inexhaustible supply of fascination with the grosser bodily functions, and if that seems age-appropriate for his target audience, it also seems inappropriate for just about everyone else – and, truth be told, for the more-refined members of the preteen age group. Assuming there are some. Which Walliams assumes there are not. 

     All the Walliams character-comedy elements are on clear display in The World’s Worst Superheroes, which bounces from hilarity to ridiculousness to complete stupidity to total grossness to unbounded hilarity with seeming randomness – the excellent Adam Stower illustrations of various and sundry weirdly powered characters pulling everything together, to an extent, while thoroughly exploring elements of Walliams’ fondness for the gross, to an additional extent. 

     Walliams is quite thoroughly British, as he shows in the opening story here, Wonderqueen. This is the tale that will have the least resonance across the pond, since it requires an understanding of the limitations of queenliness, the importance of corgis, and the transformative abilities of royal objects such as the orb and scepter (spelled sceptre since, again, this is British). One thing that will not be at all difficult for readers to grasp, though, is the supervillain that Wonderqueen must battle: Donald Trump (“No one knew he was a SUPERVILLAIN, as he seemed like such a buffoon” – in case you wondered about Walliams’ political views). Trump transforms into a “HALF MAN, HALF JELLYFISH” and wanders around the palace stealing objects until Wonderqueen eventually overcomes him with weapons such as the “Supersceptre laser blaster,” albeit not without occasional mishaps: “A lightly-singed pigeon fell out of the sky and hit her on the head.” Anyway, the evil Stinger ends up in the water with snapped tentacles, and Wonderqueen returns in triumph to Buckingham Palace, and it really, really does help to have some familiarity with British royal customs to gain a full measure of hilarity from this story. 

     Everything else in The World’s Worst Superheroes is more readily accessible. Sometimes too accessible. In line with his grossness preoccupations, Walliams proffers Greeniegirl, the tale of Sibyl, “the snottiest girl in the world,” who “produced enough snot to feed an army. If that army ate snot. Which they wouldn’t, because snot tastes DISGUSTING.” But not to Sibyl – which is the whole point of a story in which she gets sent to “The Maximum-Security School for Revolting Children,” whose headmaster, Bloodcurdle, produces copious amounts of earwax and uses them to control the horrible children. These are some of the secondary characters that could theoretically be primary ones if Walliams bothered. Among them are Miss Whippy, Mighty Mess, Polterghoost, Squiggler, Flobber, and The Destructorer – and there are others, each neatly described in a few suitably disgusting lines. They are in the clutches of Professor Nutflake, Dr. Malodour and – well, you get the idea. And if snot is not your thing, you can turn to The Curious Case of the Fantom Farter, starring Professor Phantom aka the Fantom Farter, and if there was ever a title that perfectly described a story, that is it. And the whole thing stinks just about as much as you would expect it to stink. 

     Thankfully, there is some genuine cleverness in The World’s Worst Superheroes that makes some of the tales much less reliant on poopyness and such. Walliams has a couple of self-referential bits that even adults will enjoy: The Astounding Flea-Man is “a staggering, blockbusting extravaganza” that consists entirely of two pages on which a man who has changed into a flea is squished when someone sits on him. That’s it. Also, in the Greeniegirl tale, one of Bloodcurdle’s “legendary punishments” involves a child, “on pain of death, being made to read a book by David Walliams. Many children chose death.” 

     Assuming that is not your choice, or the choice of the kids for whom The World’s Worst Superheroes was created, there are a couple of stories here that rely on cleverness and exceptionally amusing Stower illustrations for their effects – and are all the more effective as a result. One is War of the Gods, in which Zeus, Poseidon and Thor are eventually overcome by “Clive, the god of Scrabble,” who “was from a family of pointless gods” – his father, Pete, for example, “was the god of crazy golf.” And then there is Thunderhound Versus the World, in which the unbelievably adorable Bamboozle the dog (you have to see Stower’s art to believe it: unbelievably adorable!) is repeatedly victimized by Vinegar the cat, who goes by the name of Catastrocat and is in cahoots with Professor Beetle, Honk-Honk the “goose with two heads,” and other evil types who, again, could be protagonists if Walliams wanted them to be. Bamboozle aka Thunderhound appears to have only one brain cell, more or less (probably less), and never realizes who is responsible for all the evil things surrounding and attacking him. But he nevertheless manages eventually to rescue 10 dachshund puppies (more adorableness!), one of whom discovers the Thundercave, repairs all the Thundergadgets that Catastrocat had previously sabotaged, and christens himself Thunderpup – which is about as good an ending as any story here possesses. 

     There is much more to enjoy here. The tale of The League of Retired Superheroes, featuring The Mighty Noob and Emperor Obnox the Obnoxious, who take their longstanding feud (which has already destroyed two planets) to Earth and its determined but distinctly elderly defenders, is especially clever in its concept of superheroes who are well past their prime (and, again, could be stars of their own stories were Walliams so inclined). The Fantastic Forty-Four pits the title characters (many of whom, yet again, could be protagonists) against a gravy monster; the twist here is that 43 of the characters were originally villains, all captured by Doctor Glue, who eventually melts after the climactic battle – but first gets all 43 to agree to continue to be good when he is gone, a promise on which they promptly renege at the end of the story. As for Walliams and Stower, about all they bother to promise in The World’s Worst Superheroes is a collection of utterly ridiculous good (or more-or-less good) characters vs. a completely absurd grouping of evil (or more-or-less evil) bad ones. And that is a promise on which they deliver in all 10 tales here – whether by offering over-the-top grossness or through occasional hints and bits of cleverness atop the steaming mound of unassailable nonsense.

(++++) THE INSTRUMENTATION’S THE THING

Schubert: Piano Quintet in A, “Trout”; Hummel: Piano Quintet in C, Op. 114a. I Musicanti (Zsolt-Tilhamér Visontay, violin; Robert Smissen, viola; Richard Harwood, cello; Leon Bosch, double bass and director); Peter Donohoe, piano. SOMM. $18.99. 

Smetana: String Quartet No. 1, “From My Life” (orchestrated by George Szell); Beethoven: Piano Sonata No. 29, “Hammerklavier” (orchestrated by Felix Weingartner). The Orchestra Now conducted by Leon Botstein. AVIE. $19.99. 

Christopher Tyler Nickel: Suite for 2 Oboes & 2 Cor Anglais; Symphony for Flute Choir. Roger Cole and Karin Walsh, oboes; Beth Orson and Eric Marks, cor anglais; Sarah Jackson, piccolo; Christie Reside, Rosanne Wieringa, Laura Vanek, and Paul Hung, flutes; Anne-Elise Keefer, alto flute; Paolo Bortolussi, bass flute; Clyde Mitchell, conductor. AVIE. $19.99. 

Alexis Lamb: Murmuration; Bill Clark: Moiré; Carlo Nicolau: Espejismos; Ljova: On the Street Where I Live; Matthew Welch: Variasi Ombak; Dennis Tobenski: Starfish at Pescadero. Percussia (Ingrid Gordon and Frank Cassara, percussion; Margaret Lancaster, flute; Susan Jolles, harp; Ljova, violin and fadolin; Melissa Fogerty, soprano). Neuma Records. $15. 

     Sometimes a change in the expected makeup of a musical ensemble can create a startlingly effective work – no matter what the reason for the atypical instrumental lineup may have been. Schubert’s marvelous “Trout” Quintet is a perfect example of this: the elimination of the expected second violin and use instead of a double bass gives this gorgeously flowing, eternally fascinating music an aural quality all its own. The double bass does not actually deepen the sound of the chamber group – instead, thanks to Schubert’s gift of melodiousness, it anchors the remaining instruments in a way that the cello alone cannot do, and it provides a sense of heft to the proceedings without ever making anything sound heavy or overdone. It happens to be the bass player Leon Bosch who is the moving force behind the ensemble called I Musicanti, and it is no surprise that his participation in the “Trout” is superb – but what ultimately matters here (and Bosch is clearly aware of this) is that this is still chamber music, a work in which all five players give and take, meld and diverge, for the sake of a totality that is greater than the sum of their individual parts. The excellent SOMM recording of the “Trout,” in which individual lines come through just as clearly as do ensemble passages, showcases the way in which instrumental combinations, in and of themselves, can be significant contributors to a work’s effect. And of course Schubert was not the only one to use this particular instrumental grouping. The “Trout” – which happens to be Schubert’s first mature chamber work – was explicitly written to use the same grouping as Hummel’s Op. 87 Piano Quintet. And, interestingly enough, Hummel returned to this chamber ensemble in 1829 (a year after Schubert’s death), after he had written his “Grand Military Septet,” Op. 114, for flute, clarinet, trumpet, violin, cello, double bass and piano. Hummel – a veteran arranger and rearranger of his own music as well as that of many others – created a version of Op. 114 for the same instruments he had used in Op. 87. It is this version, numbered as Op. 114a, that is paired with the “Trout” here – and, surprisingly, this is the first recording of Op. 114a. The members of I Musicanti do the Hummel full justice, and it proves to be a fascinatingly un-military work in many ways. Far from a collection of martial tunes (despite its brisk call-to-arms opening), the quintet is highly expressive and leans heavily on the skill of the pianist to bring forth its emotive content. Notably, the third movement, marked Menuetto but clearly a well-proportioned scherzo, suddenly and unexpectedly ends pianissimo – and Hummel then wraps up the fourth and final movement by recalling the conclusion of the third, giving this supposedly military material a distinctly quiet and unanticipated ending. In the Hummel as in the Schubert, the double bass provides an anchor that moors the music in some unusual and very effective ways – and gives listeners an attractive sound world that is no mere gimmick but a genuine alternative to the usual makeup of a piano quintet. 

     Hummel was scarcely the first or only composer whose arrangements amounted to rethinkings of material by wrapping it in different guise. There have been some surprising and revelatory transcriptions of works that are sometimes familiar in their original form, sometimes less so. Two examples are paired on a fascinating AVIE disc featuring Leon Botstein and The Orchestra Now. The first work is Smetana’s String Quartet No. 1, “From My Life,” in the sensitive and idiomatic – but rarely heard – arrangement by George Szell. A conductor known for precision and attention to detail, Szell as arranger displays the same characteristics. A composer and composition teacher until he devoted himself full-time to conducting, Szell had a well-honed sense of appropriate sonorities for the deep emotions packed into Smetana’s 1875 work, which concludes with the composer’s heartfelt lament for (and eventual acceptance of) the deafness that he suffered late in life. Szell made the arrangement in 1939-1940 and recorded it with the NBC Symphony Orchestra in 1941, but it has not often been heard since then. Botstein takes the full measure of the music without forcing any over-the-top emotionalism into it. All four movements have distinct personal qualities, from youth and happiness and optimism through delight in dance to a beautiful celebration of love for the woman who would become Smetana’s wife (and who died of tuberculosis at age 32) – and then, in the finale, Szell aptly displays the tragic elements of Smetana’s later life, and Botstein presents the music with sensitivity and an excellent sense of balance between the earlier part of the movement (which is folklike and upbeat) and the later part (in which tragedy, including deafness, dominates). Szell’s sensitive musical thinking is mirrored in Botstein’s well-balanced performance, and the orchestra plays feelingly without overdoing emotions that both Smetana and Szell were at pains to keep manageable. The Smetana/Szell transcription is paired with Felix Weingartner’s 1925 orchestration of Beethoven’s Hammerklavier sonata (actually one of two that Beethoven labeled that way, but the only one to which the title stuck). Remarkably, Weingartner’s orchestration, which he recorded in 1930 with the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, was most listeners’ first exposure to the sonata: the first commercial recording of the original piano version, played by Artur Schnabel, was not released until five years later. Weingartner was not the first to detect multiple symphonic elements in the Hammerklavier and to have a feeling that the piano was somehow inadequate for the full expression of Beethoven’s intent and thoughts. To that end, Weingartner does not so much rethink the sonata as bring out the beyond-the-piano elements that he detected in it. The orchestration is less subtle than Szell’s of the Smetana quartet, more overtly symphonic in orientation, and highly convincing on its own even when it gives somewhat short shrift to some of the subtleties and delicacies – in the Scherzo, for example – within what is generally a large-scale and grand sonata. The huge third movement comes across particularly effectively here: Botstein and the orchestra take the Adagio sostenuto tempo indication quite seriously and allow the expansiveness of the music to emerge and grow ever more extensive. The extremely complex fugal finale is nicely arranged by Weingartner to highlight individual sections through careful use of specific instrumental sections at specific points (muted strings in one section, strong brass accents elsewhere, and so forth). The overall sense of this transcription is that it is a personalized one, being Weingartner’s “take” on the Hammerklavier rather than merely an attempt to arrange it for a large ensemble. In contrast, Szell – working with a Smetana original that is far more inward-looking than the Hammerklavier – seems concerned with reproducing, in a controlled way, the emotional environment around which Smetana initially built his quartet. The transcriptions are as different as the pieces transcribed, yet both communicate remarkably effectively and enhance the accessibility and enjoyment of the works as originally written. 

     Instrumental choice is also a big part of the attraction of music by Christopher Tyler Nickel (born 1978) on another AVIE release. Both the pieces here date to 2017 and both are woodwind-focused, but the specific instrumental complements that Nickel chooses give the works very different characteristics – and character. The Suite for 2 Oboes & 2 Cor Anglais is a secular work with a strong religious gloss: each of its four movements takes its title from traditional Christian liturgy (Kyrie, Dies Irae, Lacrimosa, Gloria). To some extent, the music is representational – of the feelings associated with each of the titles if not the specific words used in the church. The combination of oboes and cor anglais gives the work an almost-but-not-quite monochromatic sound, full of subtle aural variations created by differentiation of what are essentially very similar instruments (the oboe is pitched in C, the larger cor anglais in F). Nickel creates flowing lines throughout the work, resulting in a certain sense of sameness among the movements even though their underlying inspirational material is quite different. The halting and suitably sad third movement is particularly effective, its liturgical underpinnings clear even for listeners not familiar with them. And the bright, bubbly finale makes its points very directly and without any necessary referent, sacred or secular. The work will appeal strongly to oboe and cor anglais players and audiences familiar with its underlying inspiration, although it will likely come across as a bit overextended and tonally bland for others. The Symphony for Flute Choir, although also in four movements, is a very different and significantly larger work. Lacking the underlying programmatic (or at least semi-programmatic) foundations of the suite, this is a very large-scale work indeed, and it is reasonable to wonder, before hearing it, whether so much material can be carried effectively by a flutes-only ensemble. For the most part, somewhat surprisingly, the answer is yes. Nickel writes for flutes very well, idiomatically, and with clarity for the instruments’ various ranges. He does not engage in common contemporary practices such as range extension and technique alteration to keep the music interesting – instead, he essentially creates a fairly traditional symphonic canvas and uses flutes rather than a wider range of instruments to bring it to life. Flutes actually take the melodic lead in quite a lot of orchestral works, so hearing them in that role here is scarcely unexpected – but having them then carry through developmental material, sections of varying form and structure, and emotionalism of all sorts, is unusual and genuinely intriguing. The episodic first movement of the symphony does sprawl a bit too much, but the more-compact second, which features call-and-response elements, comes across quite well. The third movement wants to convey more emotion than is actually does – it is pretty enough but scarcely profound. The finale has plenty of bounce and joviality despite being, in form, rather scattered and disconnected. As a whole, this is a (+++) disc that is filled with interesting elements and some genuinely creative musical thinking – plus a willingness to experiment with pulling wind instruments into venues larger than those they usually occupy. For performers on these instruments, the CD will be something of a must-have and will be endlessly fascinating. For audiences at large, though, it is of greater interest for what it tries to do than for what it actually accomplishes. 

     The interplay of instruments and interweaving of their sounds is also at the heart of a Neuma Records CD featuring the ensemble Percussia. The disc takes its title, Murmuration, from a three-movement Alexis Lamb work that is based on bird flight but simply sounds like a pleasant concatenation of differing timbres and forms of musical-note generation. It is pleasant rather than deep music, nicely displaying various instruments’ sounds in juxtaposition without making too many aural demands of listeners. Bill Clark’s Moiré, also in three movements, is more rhythmically emphatic but somewhat analogously blends instrumental sounds for the sake of the blending rather than to evoke any feelings in particular. Carlo Nicolau’s extended single-movement Espejismos, here arranged by Percussia, features both regular and irregular dance rhythms and some interesting and extended displays of flute virtuosity. On the Street Where I Live, written by Percussia member Ljova (who plays the viola and six-stringed fadolin), is a four-movement work filled with resonance personal to the composer. For a general audience, it is somewhat combinatorial and unfocused, rhythmically varied (and often rhythmically uncertain) and veering from lyricism to dissonant intensity unpredictably. Matthew Welch’s four-movement Variasi Ombak is a mixed-genre piece that sometimes juxtaposes very different harmonic worlds and sometimes superimposes one on another. It is interesting intellectually but not musically very convincing, and seems to run out of melodic ideas rather quickly, thereafter essentially substituting coloration. The six-movement song cycle Starfish at Pescadero, by Dennis Tobenski, concludes the disc by adding a soprano voice to the unusual instrumental mixture heard elsewhere on the CD. Melissa Fogerty sings the songs well, but her voice is almost a distraction from the underlying instrumentation – for example, in the second song, Cliffs and coves are also gold, the vocal material is distinctly less interesting than its accompaniment. The words for the cycle, by Idris Anderson, are not especially evocative of distinct feelings and emotions, and the vocal settings are unexceptional. The result is a set of songs in which the unsung material sounds considerably more distinctive than the vocal elements – perhaps especially so in the fourth song, I’m being silly on our walk up the beach. In all, this is a (+++) disc that features many interesting elements and some genuinely intriguing aural mixtures – the composers use the instrumental availabilities in widely varying ways. None of the music comes across as especially memorable in and of itself, though – although the pieces by Nicolau and Lamb are worth rehearing from time to time.

November 26, 2025

(++++) NOTHING BUT WARMTH

Ms. Rachel and Bean and the Bedtime Routine. By Ms. Rachel (Rachel Anne Accurso) and Mr. Aron (Aron Accurso). Illustrated by Monique Dong. Random House. $19.99. 

     The unassuming educational books built around “Ms. Rachel,” a YouTube personality and educator best known for creating the charmingly titled “Songs for Littles” – a kids’ music series intended to foster language development among infants, toddlers, and preschoolers – continue to come across as enjoyable, engaging and only moderately cloying. They are designed as teaching aids for adults, not only kids, and that purpose is quite explicit in Ms. Rachel and Bean and the Bedtime Routine. The book’s subtitle, or subhead, appears on the cover and title page as “Encouraging a Calm and Comforting Good Night,” and that proves to be the entire purpose of this pleasantly straightforward presentation of gentle nighttime encouragements demonstrated by the cartoon version of Ms. Rachel along with the utterly adorable Bean, a teddy-bear-like plush-toy character used online primarily for potty-training material but here employed for a full range of pre-sleep activities. 

     The entire book is instructional, from its step-by-step presentation of going-to-bed ideas to its back-of-the-book “Sleep Tips for Toddlers” (written directly for adults in a collaboration between Ms. Rachel and Karyn Marciniak, Ph.D.) to its real-time bedtime-routine tear-out chart that duplicates the one shown within the story. It is this melding of the real world with the fantasy one of Ms. Rachel, which is very adeptly given visual life by Monique Dong, that helps adults and kids alike connect the underlying enjoyment of the relationship between Ms. Rachel and Bean with the not-always-smooth quotidian experiences of parents trying to find better ways to manage sometimes-frustrating elements of daily life with children – such as bedtime. 

     There is narrative here but no “story” per se, and that is exactly the point. The only thing that happens in Ms. Rachel and Bean and the Bedtime Routine is that Ms. Rachel invites readers to help her get Bean ready for bed, and then the pre-bed activities commence and are followed step-by-step until at last Bean is safe and happy in bed and Ms. Rachel thanks readers and reminds them to manage their own bedtime as well as they have helped her manage Bean’s. 

     The teaching techniques in Ms. Rachel and Bean and the Bedtime Routine are straightforwardly age-appropriate. A comment about picking up and putting away toys uses the words “pick them up” (and variations) no fewer than five times. A reference to taking a bath, including putting special bath toys in the tub, says “put them in” four times. Songs are ever-present on the pages, as Ms. Rachel and Bean follow the “bedtime routine chart” whose real-world version is eventually offered to readers. Giving Bean a sense of participation and control is crucial to this routine – although those big words appear nowhere in the book. For instance, Ms. Rachel gives Bean a choice of pajamas and, later, a chance to choose which book she will read to him after he gets into bed. Everywhere there is a pervasive sense of upbeat positivity – for instance, the book Bean is said to choose is called I’m Grateful, and the “reading” uses those two words more than a dozen times. Then, after this in-book “book time,” Ms. Rachel gives Bean a choice of songs to sing and then the option of a hug (which, unsurprisingly, he wants). Again, everything is participatory and is designed to model Bean’s bedtime as a cooperative venture, not something imposed by an adult on a child. 

     Of course Bean falls asleep easily, and in-book Ms. Rachel talks about the wonderful dreams he is having – but this is where the real world and the world of Ms. Rachel and Bean and the Bedtime Routine part ways. As the “Sleep Tips for Toddlers” pages make clear, this book is about toddler bedtime – not that of infants or older children. And of course everything is simplified: Bean, for example, has had a wonderful, active day, which helps him fall asleep easily; but not all kids’ days are upbeat, bright, conflict-and-frustration-free and pleasant, and the day can and will affect the night. So a slavish attempt to follow the well-intentioned routine outlined in this book will soon prove inadequate to each child’s real-life circumstances. There are a few suggestions here about what to do when that happens, but the main point of the book is to try to ensure that it does not happen and that a carefully structured bedtime routine goes smoothly every night. That is patently unrealistic – but adults who use Ms. Rachel and Bean and the Bedtime Routine as a jumping-off point for their own, suitably modified bedtime-for-toddlers arrangement will find the book a very useful, very pleasantly presented set of ideas for an idealized world that it is at least worth trying to emulate in the much more confusing and complex world in which kids and adults actually live.

(+++) PAST AND PRESENT

Wagner: Music conducted by Siegfried Wagner. Bayreuth Festival Orchestra, Berlin State Opera Orchestra, and London Symphony Orchestra conducted by Siegfried Wagner. Ariadne. $29.98 (2 CDs). 

Henriette Renié: Retrospective—Historical Harp Recordings, 1927-1955. Henriette Renié, harp. MSR Classics. $19.95 (2 CDs). 

     Remasterings of very old recordings, however skillfully and lovingly done, will always be niche products, of interest primarily to audiences with a special interest in one element or another of musical-performance history. Every once in a while, though, along comes an item that – despite its inherently limited appeal – is enough to send shivers up a listener’s spine. That is the case with the recording in which Siegfried Wagner (1869-1930) leads the London Symphony Orchestra in the Siegfried Idyll, which Siegfried’s father explicitly wrote for Siegfried’s birth and originally intended to keep private forever. Hearing this near-century-old recording (from 1927) performed under the direction of the person for whom the music was created provides a bridge to some of the most famous music of the Romantic era – and the exceptional lyricism and beauty of the performance turn it into a glowing tribute as well as, perhaps, an assertion of individuality and accomplishment that was generally beyond Siegfried Wagner during his storm-tossed lifetime. The exceptional quality of Lani Spahr’s restorations of this performance and the others on a new two-CD Ariadne release can do nothing about the inherent hollowness and sound compression of 1920s recordings: there is just no way to “restore” rich brass, emphatic percussion and elegant woodwinds when the original recordings were incapable of rendering them with any significant degree of accuracy. But to the extent that modern techniques can again make it possible to hear Siegfried Wagner’s performances as they sounded when originally released to the public, Spahr provides a truly exceptional bridge between recording eras as distant from each other as the 19th century is from the 21st. In fact, the very quiet backgrounds and total absence of tape hiss show just how much better these restorations are than were the originals. It remains true that no one is going to consider this release to be any more than a curiosity and a historically informed (and important) element of the Richard Wagner discography. But it is nevertheless a superb accomplishment. The first CD includes the gods’ entry into Valhalla from Das Rheingold, the Valkyries’ ride and Wotan’s farewell (with the magic fire music) from Die Walküre, the Act III Prelude from Parsifal, and two versions of that opera’s Good Friday spell – one orchestral, the other featuring Fritz Wolff as Parsifal and a remarkably full-voiced Alexander Kipnis as Gurnemanz. What quickly becomes clear from this disc is that Siegfried Wagner gravitated to the warmer, more-expressive elements of his father’s music to a greater extent than the highly dramatic (and frequently more-familiar) ones. There is nothing special or even particularly exciting here in the Valkyries’ ride, but the Parsifal excerpts and the faster-yet-more-expressive-than-usual Siegfried Idyll showcase a conductor with a finely honed sense of the gorgeous but sometimes overshadowed expressiveness of so much of Richard Wagner’s music. The second CD in this set includes, in addition to the Siegfried Idyll, the less-than-memorable Huldigungsmarsch, the guests’ entry from Tannhäuser, an exceptionally lovely Act I Prelude to Lohengrin, and the Act I Prelude and Liebestod (orchestral version) from Tristan und Isolde. This exceptionally interesting release then concludes with Siegfried Wagner’s sole surviving commercial recording of one of his own works: the overture to the first of his 12 operas, Der Bärenhäuter – music that turns out to be both attractive and highly forgettable, affirming that, as with other children of great composers (F.X. Mozart and Eduard Strauss’ son, Johann III, for example), the musical contributions of the later generation were modest at best. And yet the chance to hear an excellently remastered set of Siegfried Wagner’s performances of works by his father is an undeniably fascinating one. 

     The potential audience for an MSR Classics remastering of performances by Henriette Renié (1875-1956) is likely to be even more modest. Here too the audio restoration, some of which involves performances as old as those by Siegfried Wagner, is first-rate: David v.R. Bowles and Richard Price not only make these harp recordings as clean and clear as possible but even succeed to a considerable extent in pitch correction. Renié herself, and harp music in general, are not as widely followed as are Richard Wagner’s works, but for harpists (many of whom continue to train using Renié’s method) and listeners fond of the harp in general – and of Renié’s own compositions and performances in particular – this recording will be treasurable. Thirteen of the 14 tracks on the first disc offer Renié’s own works, intriguingly presented chronologically based on their publication dates – so listeners enamored of Renié and her compositional as well as pedagogical contributions can hear in what ways and to what extent her style developed over time. Included here are pieces ranging from her very earliest, Andante religioso, through the Concerto in C minor of 1901 (a breakthrough work for her as both composer and performer), Légende (1903), Pièce symphonique (1907), Danse des lutins of 1911 (whose recording won her a Prix du Disque), and more. The final track on the first CD, a 70-second encore of sorts, is La Commère by Couperin; and the second disc offers another short Couperin work along with pieces by Liszt (four), D. Scarlatti (two), Debussy, Respighi, Rameau, Haydn, Schubert, Mozart, Chopin, and Prokofiev (one each). Renié also is heard in pieces by almost entirely unknown composers: two by Louis-Claude Daquin (1694-1772) and one each by Félix Godefroid (1818-1897), Albert Zabel (1834-1910), and Henri Büsser (1872-1973). Speaking of hearing, audiences get to listen to Renié’s voice as well as her harp – in spoken introductions (in French, of course) that help give this fascinating release a true sense of camaraderie among listeners and the feeling of a pleasant salon-recital-plus-masterclass delivered in both spoken and performed manner by one of the great harpists and harp pedagogues of the 20th century. Limited in appeal this recording will certainly be, but it will be of inestimable value to harpists today and immensely pleasurable simply for listening purposes for audiences that will appreciate not only Renié’s skill but also the exceptional ability that top-notch technicians now have to remaster genuinely important recordings of earlier times.