January 21, 2016

(++++) FINE FUN FOR FANS


Can You See What I See? Big Book of Search-and-Find Fun. By Walter Wick. Cartwheel Books/Scholastic. $12.99.

Stampy’s Lovely Book. By Joseph Garrett. Random House. $9.99.

     It helps to know what is in these books before opening them. If you do know, you will enjoy the contents; if not, you may be puzzled or could find the material off-putting. Actually, though, being puzzled may not be a problem when it comes to Can You See What I See? Big Book of Search-and-Find Fun, since puzzling is what Walter Wick is all about: he creates fascinating photographic collages in which common objects are seen in unexpected sizes, from unexpected angles, and in unexpected surroundings, making them very difficult to spot among all the other objects on the page. Then Wick asks young readers (or adults, who can enjoy these visual puzzles just as much as kids can) to find specific things that are hidden in plain sight. This is an enjoyable game, a kind of modern and visual update of Edgar Allan Poe’s famous detective story, “The Purloined Letter,” in which the missing missive turns out to be hidden right where anyone could see it – by being willing to look in a place so obvious that it is easy to overlook. In the case of Wick’s Big Book of Search-and-Find Fun, the pages are taken from the nine previous books in the series called Can You See What I See? Those books’ covers are shown at the end of this one, so if you particularly enjoy pages in Big Book of Search-and-Find Fun that come from, say, Treasure Ship or On a Scary, Scary Night, you can get the original books and find additional, similar displays. The nice thing about Big Book of Search-and-Find Fun is its considerable variety: Wick has applied his photographic and layout expertise to many kinds of objects over the years, and this book lets readers see and search for a generous sample of his not-really-hidden items. Indeed, Big Book of Search-and-Find Fun goes beyond reaching out to Wick’s existing fans through its diversity of images: kids who have never tried to, say, look at a card table and find four horses, a red heart and a bowling pin, or examine a layout of parts for building a robot and locate a mouse, a magnet and the number 12, will quickly be pulled into Wick’s worlds and – if they do not get too frustrated in their searches – want to spend more time in them. What is more, the visual attractiveness of all Wick’s creations is so strong that the pages of Big Book of Search-and-Find Fun can be enjoyed just as pictures – before readers start their quest for specific elements within the layouts.

     The world of Joseph Garrett’s Stampy Cat is an online one, specifically one on YouTube, and it is a “lovely” world only because Garrett and the blocky, Minecraft-style cat say it is. The same is true of Stampy’s Lovely Book: there is nothing objectively lovely about the book, but it is taken from what is called Stampy’s lovely world, so it gets the same adjective. Unlike Wick’s book, Garrett’s is strictly for existing fans and highly unlikely to attract new ones: there is not much to the book itself, and it draws heavily on the assumption that young readers already know all about Stampy Cat. For instance, pages about “my favorite friends” note that the “best lovely world moment” for Ballistic Squid (who looks nothing at all like a squid) is “being the Kraken in episode 124,” while the distinguishing features of Amy Lee 33 are “bright pink hair and is usually seen holding a lovely jubbly love love petal.” Stampy’s Lovely Book is partly intended for fans who are considering making their own YouTube creations: one page explains “my five-step process when making a Lovely World video,” and actually contains some useful suggestions. However, the book is mostly for fans who just cannot get enough of Stampy Cat and want to know “some completely confidential secrets” such as “my Funland used to be a lake” and “There’s a jungle biome in my world, as well as a mushroom biome. You just can’t see them.” Stampy Cat is a popular Internet character – one among many – and some pages of Stampy’s Lovely Book are intended to bring the Internet experience into print. These include, for example, “My Lovely Cake Maze” and a story called “Cow Calamity” that features Stampy drawn in comic-strip style in an adventure involving cows and “my lunar friends.” Existing fans may enjoy these off-the-Web elements as a change of pace, but the book’s contents are unlikely to intrigue non-fans and make them want to find Stampy in his primary presence online. Stampy’s Lovely Book gets a (+++) rating for its very narrow focus and fan-only orientation: it is an adjunct to material in a different medium and does not stand particularly well on its own. However, existing fans may find it a nice souvenir of Stampy’s online world – fun for times when they happen to be away from their electronic connections.

(++) SEEDS OF DISCONTENT


The Story of Seeds: From Mendel’s Garden to Your Plate, and How There’s More of Less to Eat around the World. By Nancy F. Castaldo. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. $17.99.

     A polemic in the guise of a documentary, Nancy F. Castaldo’s The Story of Seeds hides, behind its innocuous primary title, the instincts and approach of a Michael Moore film. Selective in presenting information and omitting extremely important facts that do not gibe with its underlying opinions, the book takes readers through a First World analysis of biodiversity while purporting to represent the interests of Third World nations.

     “Why plant heirlooms?” Castaldo asks at one point, offering three unconvincing reasons before getting to her real answer. First she says heirlooms offer a variety of tastes (true) and “in some cases” have higher nutritional content than modern varieties – but “some cases” is scarcely a major rationale. Next she says heirloom seeds grow true to type every year, but hybrid seeds “might not” do so – again, scarcely a strong statement. Then she says heirlooms “are usually quite hardy,” with “usually” being the operative word (and an arguable one). Finally, she gets to what she really wants to say: “Heirlooms come with stories that are continued and added to by farmers who plant them. They are a legacy that is given to us from the past and that we give to the future.” This is a perfect example of noblesse oblige, entirely ignoring the soaring populations of Third World countries and their desperate need for far larger and more-reliable crop yields than “heirloom” varieties of seeds are capable of providing.

     Castaldo’s main argument is that modern seeds are produced by evil corporations that actually make profits from doing so. And she is right to be angered – from a certain perspective, anyway – at the excesses of corporate protectiveness toward their products. But corporations are not social-service agencies, and after spending hundreds of millions of research-and-development dollars, cannot reasonably be expected to give away what those dollars created. Castaldo prefers to focus on tales of individual heroism and warmth rather than take an overview of the world’s need for food; as a result, The Story of Seeds includes some interesting stories of people, from genetic pioneer Gregor Mendel to seed collector Nikola Vavilov to Iraqi seed-bank scientist Sanaa Abdul Wahab El Sheikh. Castaldo presents the stories of “seed warriors” who are currently alive in a uniformly positive way, openly applauding someone who “speaks about a food revolution, a return to growing and eating genetically pure food,” never considering the underlying reasons for the increasing dominance of hybrid and human-produced seeds over “heirloom” varieties, and never ever allowing anyone from an agribusiness to make any positive comment about the corporations whose products now feed so much of the world.

     The problem with Castaldo’s Moore-like approach is the same as that of Moore himself: extreme tunnel vision. Corporations did not develop new hybrid seed varieties because they are evil entities determined to undercut heirloom growers. They developed them out of a pressing need to help feed a world population that currently numbers more than 7.4 billion and continues to grow. That issue, the population issue, is the proverbial elephant in the room of agriculture, and one that Castaldo – who lives in a rural part of the United States and maintains a plot in a local community garden – resolutely refuses to address. Nicely appointed heirloom-seed sales locations in the United States are thoroughly irrelevant to feeding the 1.4 billion people of China, the 1.3 billion of India, and so on. Perhaps Castaldo would care to explain how to feed the world, in which so many already go hungry, without the use of seeds that were created specifically to address the need for greater and more-reliable productivity, even though at the expense of dietary variety? Perhaps not.

     There are certainly abuses in agribusiness, and certainly practices that are ethically questionable, if not clearly abusive. But that is a nuanced view, and there is as little room for nuance in The Story of Seeds as in a Moore movie. Instead, to cite just one egregious example among many, Castaldo uses the fact that Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas was once an attorney for Monsanto to imply, wholly without basis, that the Supreme Court is somehow in Monsanto’s pocket because of a unanimous decision it rendered relating to patent law. And Castaldo tends to get so carried away by her own rhetoric that she makes statements that simply do not make sense: “When I was a baby my mother noticed that the color of my skin had turned a weird color.” “Years ago scientists grouped everything living thing into two kingdoms – plants and animals.” Castaldo seems sincere in her concerns about biodiversity and attempts to re-establish a greater genetic variety of seeds to hand down to future generations. But she never really escapes a certain moral haughtiness and self-aggrandizement of privilege that lead her largely to ignore the plight of the millions and millions of people in Africa, Asia and elsewhere who would be justified in telling Castaldo and other well-meaning First World advocates what Bertolt Brecht encapsulated so well (albeit in an admittedly different context and for different purposes) in The Threepenny Opera: Erst kommt das Fressen, dann kommt die Moral.” Food first – morals (and moralizing) later.

(++++) NEGLECTED BEAUTY


Schubert: Complete Masses (D. 105, 167, 324, 452, 678 and 950); Deutsche Messe, D. 872; Salve Regina, D. 676; Magnificat, D. 486. Virtuosi Di Praga and Prague Chamber Orchestra conducted by Andreas Weiser, Romano Gandolfi, Jack Martin Händler and Ulrich Backofen; Spandauer Kantorei Berlin, Cappella Vocale Hamburg and Bach Collegium Berlin conducted by Martin Behrmann; Wiener Kammerchor and Wiener Symphoniker conducted by Hans Gillesberger; Kammerchor Stuttgart and Deutsche Kammerphilharmonie Bremen conducted by Frieder Bernius. Brilliant Classics. $25.99 (4 CDs).

     Renowned for his songs and symphonies, celebrated for his chamber music, Schubert is very rarely thought of as a composer of Masses – despite the fact that he composed six full Latin mass settings, as well as a Deutsche Messe and other liturgical works. The neglect of this music is in some ways understandable: Schubert himself was not particularly religious, and although there is much in the Masses that is songful and beautiful, there is little in them that explores the expressive glories of the human voice to the extent that Schubert does in his songs. On the other hand, the Masses reflect Schubert’s personal, if not always well-defined, spiritual sentiments, which glow through in the music despite the composer’s impatience with formal, traditional religious practice. The personal affirmation of a single holy Catholic church is conspicuously absent in all these Mass settings, yet there is a straightforward and sincere religiosity that comes through in them again and again.

     Although the basic texts that Schubert set were the same in these works (except in the Deutsche Messe), the performance difficulties and overall quality of the Masses vary considerably. The fifth and sixth Mass settings (in A-flat, D. 678, and in E-flat, D. 950) are the longest, the most complex, the most musically interesting and all in all the most effective. No. 5 took the composer an exceptionally long time to create, by his standards: three years. It uses a full-scale symphonic orchestra plus organ, but Schubert carefully calls on instruments when they are needed for particular points of emphasis rather than to produce overall sonic splendor. No. 6 is harmonically rich and instrumentally colorful, despite the omission of the flute that is used in No. 5; and this final Mass, unlike all its predecessors, gives less prominence to the soloists and more to the chorus.

     Masses Nos. 5 and 6 stand above Schubert’s other works in this form, but those works are by no means unworthy of being heard. The Deutsche Messe is a late work (1826, which places it between Mass No. 5 and Mass No. 6); but it is a brief Mass that was written specifically for amateur performance – each section is short and largely homophonic, and the piece as a whole is effective in its intended purpose as a popularization of church music. Each of the four earlier Latin Masses has its own character. No. 1 in F, written when Schubert was 17, calls for a very large complement of performers and features a highly expressive Kyrie and some particularly engaging writing for the soprano soloist. No. 2 in G is shorter, less substantive and less complex, with an especially moving Agnus Dei. No. 3 in B-flat is longer than No. 2 but somewhat more pedestrian in its setting, lacking some of the deeper feelings brought out in the earlier Masses – although still very well constructed and tuneful. No. 4 in C has a different musical hue from the others, being written only for strings and organ – and with violas omitted. In addition to the Masses, the new Brilliant Classics release includes two shorter liturgical pieces by Schubert, Salve Regina and Magnificat.

     This single-box release of all this music, even without any texts (easy to find for the Latin Mass, but not for the Deutsche Messe), is most welcome, doubly so because it is exceptionally well-priced. The performances, though, are not at a uniformly high level – although they are always adequate. This four-CD set is actually a compilation re-release of several recordings that originally appeared on other labels. The Deutsche Messe, conducted by Hans Gillesberger, is an analog recording from 1962; Mass No. 5, impressively and sensitively directed by Martin Behrmann, is another analog recording, in this case from 1978. The other music was recorded digitally, but in several venues and with varying soloists, choruses and instrumental players. The recording date was 1996 not only for Mass No. 1, Salve Regina and Magnificat (all conducted by Andreas Weiser), but also for Masses No. 2 (led by Romano Gandolfi), No. 3 (directed by Jack Martin Händler), and No. 4 (conducted by Ulrich Backofen). Mass No. 6, recorded in 1995, is led by the best of the conductors represented here, Frieder Bernius: his sure-handedness and careful sculpting of Schubert’s musical lines give this work a songfulness and forthright expressiveness that are altogether winning and that confirm the high quality of this final Schubert Mass. None of the other performances is unworthy, by any means, but all tend to be somewhat foursquare: they are diligent and well-paced, but generally a touch too formulaic to allow the music to reach its full expressive potential. Listeners interested in the differences of performance style among ensembles from Austria, the Czech Republic and Germany will find some intriguing distinctions of approach here, but nothing is taken to extremes: all these readings are suitably solemn, well-proportioned and nicely played, although none except that led by Bernius seems really to try to get past the words of the Mass to Schubert’s personal approach to the beliefs underlying those words. Still, this set of Schubert’s Masses shows again and again, in section after section, how Schubert’s melodiousness and fine handling of vocal lines create warmly involving music that makes the straightforward liturgical sentiments of the Latin Mass into something lovely, eloquent and often poignant.

January 14, 2016

(++++) BRIGHTENINGS


Ella and Penguin Stick Together. By Megan Maynor. Illustrated by Rosalind Bonnet. Harper. $17.99.

Way to Glow! Amazing Creatures That Light Up in the Dark. By Lisa Regan. Scholastic. $12.99.

     Whether imaginary or real, glow-in-the-dark effects can be fun and fascinating for kids and adults alike. But the thing to remember in Ella and Penguin Stick Together is that we are talking about glowing in the dark. Ella brings a batch of glow-in-the-dark stickers to her friend, Penguin – just how and why the improbable duo became friends is never explained – and Penguin is super-excited at the star, moon, comet and planet shapes, until he realizes that the stickers glow only in the dark. And Penguin is afraid of the dark. So, it turns out, is Ella. What to do? The friends’ attempts to see the stickers glow while avoiding darkness are actually quite reasonable ones that real-life young children might try: they are determined to find a place that is sort of dark and look at the stickers there. Unfortunately, Ella and Penguin find out just what real kids would learn if they took the same approach: glow-in-the-dark items really do need to be where it is dark for the glow to be visible. Standing behind a shower curtain does not work; neither does overturning a laundry basket and hiding under it; nor does lying on the floor under opened umbrellas. No, the friends will have to go into a dark, dark closet to see the stickers glow, and that is scary – with Penguin especially worried that there might be narwhals in there. Eventually the two get up the courage to enter the closet – and are promptly frightened out of it when a scary something brushes them. But it turns out to be nothing but a scarf. So at last, tightly holding hands, the friends do go into the closet and shut the door – and sure enough, the stickers glow wonderfully and suggest all sorts of new games to the happy girl-and-penguin pair. Megan Maynor offers a simple, gently told story with warm and cuddly Rosalind Bonnet illustrations: Ella and Penguin are not only the same size but also almost the same shape, and their expressions mirror each other. The situation is one to which kids ages 4-8 – the book’s intended audience – will readily relate (well, except for having a penguin as a buddy); and the happy resolution may even help some real-world children face their own fears of the dark and understand that, with a little help, they can overcome them.

     Everything that glows in the dark is from the real world in Way to Glow! But children are even less likely to encounter most of the creatures shown here than they are to find a penguin in their bedroom. To get the full effect of this book, kids will need to look at it in, yes, the dark, so if they find that scary, they may want to absorb the lesson of Ella and Penguin Stick Together before reading Way to Glow! Many of this book’s pages have a star surrounding their page numbers, and those starred pages are designed to glow in the dark, showing how the animals pictured on them really do glow in nature. For a comparatively short book – 52 pages – this one is unusually information-packed. Excellent photos of bioluminescent creatures are accompanied by short descriptions of what they are, where they live, and how they use their light-up ability to catch food, escape becoming food, or both; and the text includes scientific words, highlighted in yellow, that are explained in a useful glossary at the book’s end. Most of the creatures shown here live in the sea, and a great many of those live in the ocean depths, where the sun’s light never penetrates. The result is genuinely bizarre-looking animals: the hatchetfish, shown many times actual size, which got its name because it is so thin when seen from the front, and which has eyes that point upward; the dragonfish, which fishes for other fish using a blue light attached to a dangling barbell under its chin, and which has such long teeth that it cannot close its mouth around them; the anglerfish, another lure-using deep-sea dweller, whose mouth and body stretch so much that it can swallow prey twice its own size; and many more. Kids will likely have heard of some creatures here, such as jellyfish; and they may actually encounter a few glow producers, such as the firefly and click beetle. But even children who never see an eye-flash squid or lantern fish outside the pages of this book will find them intriguing to discover and learn about here, and will find the glowing pages engrossing – once they accept the need to be in darkness to get those pages’ full effect.

(++++) HITHER AND THITHER


Mr. Lemoncello’s Library Olympics. By Chris Grabenstein. Random House. $16.99.

Mouse Scouts No. 1. By Sarah Dillard. Knopf. $12.99.

Mouse Scouts No. 2: Make a Difference. By Sarah Dillard. Knopf. $12.99.

     These books offer lots of racing about in search of one thing or another – for very different purposes. Mr. Lemoncello’s Library Olympics is a sequel to Chris Grabenstein’s first-rate Escape from Mr. Lemoncello’s Library, which was a book about books and a wonderful quest-with-riddles in the Willy Wonka tradition. To understand all the ins and outs of Mr. Lemoncello’s Library Olympics, set a year later than the first book, it helps immensely to have read that earlier novel: it is not 100% necessary, but character motivations are thin and not entirely clear in the sequel if you do not know what happened to the same characters the first time. Also, being a sequel set in the same place and featuring many of the same characters, Mr. Lemoncello’s Library Olympics lacks the “wow” factor of the earlier book: the idea of solving convoluted puzzles while listening to Luigi Libretto Lemoncello mangle the English language through wordplay that makes perfect sense when you think about it is no longer original, although it is still fun. The ostensible reason for the “Olympics” of the title is to give preteens from all around the United States a chance to compete for an all-expenses-paid college education, courtesy of Mr. Lemoncello, a self-described “bazillionaire” whose love of games and words is reflected throughout his highly improbable library in Alexandriaville, Ohio. The town’s name is derived from the classical Alexandria, whose library was destroyed by decree of the Christian Emperor Theodosius; Mr. Lemoncello’s replaces a library that was also destroyed, for a reason made explicit at the end of Mr. Lemoncello’s Library Olympics. Because this book, like its predecessor, is built around the extremely eccentric game creator of its title, it is obvious from the start that the supposed reason for the Olympics is not going to be the real reason. There are hints early on that something more is occurring, such as the involvement of one character, Andrew Peckleman, in work at a motel that has been taken over by someone who is allegedly his long-lost great-uncle-twice-removed. Andrew is one of the characters whose motivations here make sense only for readers of the earlier book. Also less than fully clear is the reason for the hatred of Mr. Lemoncello by Charles Chiltington and his mother, who hatch a rather feckless plot to run Mr. Lemoncello out of town and take over the library for their own nefarious (or at least dull) purposes. What is clear from the start here is how much protagonist Kyle Keeley and his teammates, after winning Mr. Lemoncello’s competition in the earlier book, want to win the rematch in this one. There is nothing especially innovative in the games played here or the puzzles to be solved, nor is there much surprising this time in the role played by “Dr. Yanina Zinchenko, the world-famous librarian,” in bringing the wonders of Mr. Lemoncello’s library to life. True, there is a new nemesis here for Kyle in the person of Marjory Muldauer, a Dewey Decimal Systems know-it-all who objects to the apparent lack of seriousness shown by Mr. Lemoncello at his library; but she turns out to be all right – unlike Charles Chiltington in the first book. There is also a serious undercurrent in Mr. Lemoncello’s Library Olympics, relating to people trying to ban and even burn books to which they object, but this subplot is unfortunately not explored as much as it could be, even though it is crucial to the book’s climax. Mr. Lemoncello’s Library Olympics has enough twists and turns and enough underlying seriousness of purpose to be a worthy successor to Escape from Mr. Lemoncello’s Library, and the whole notion of just how attractively interactive a library run by a bazillionaire could be remains a great one. If the new book does not quite measure up to the earlier novel, it is still a first-rate blend of escapism and thoughtfulness for readers in the target age range of 8-12.

     The new Mouse Scouts series is for slightly younger readers, ages 7-10, and is aimed specifically at girls. Sarah Dillard’s idea here is to follow two newly minted Acorn Scouts (who were previously in the Buttercups, a lower level for younger mice) through a series of merit badges; while earning the badges, Violet and Tigerlily will also teach human readers about real-world topics that are discussed in pages from the Mouse Scout Handbook. The blend of mundane adventure with instruction works well, and the opposite portrayals of the two best-friend scouts – quiet, careful, nervous Violet and enthusiastic, bouncy Tigerlily – give young girls of varying personalities someone (or some mouse) to relate to. The first book is about the “Sow It and Grow It” badge, which involves “creating and maintaining a vegetable garden” under the stern gaze of Acorn Scout leader Miss Poppy. The Mouse Scouts have small adventures as they locate seeds, prepare and plant the garden, and discover their skill – or lack of it – at making things grow. Time and again, they refer to their handbook, which includes, for example, pictures of various vegetables to consider growing and amusing mouse-focused illustrations (such as one showing the size of a Mouse Scout as being between that of a cherry tomato and that of a regular tomato). Dillard cleverly shows gardening from a mouse perspective that could also be a young child’s perspective: tools, for instance, include a “spoon for scraping and scooping” and “chopsticks for planting seeds and staking tall plants.” Eventually, the Mouse Scouts overcome adversity in the form of garden-raiding pests (after the handbook tells them, and human readers, all about “Friends and Enemies in the Garden”), and Miss Poppy presides over their badge ceremony. Then it is on to the second book, Make a Difference, which revolves around trying to decide what sort of positive difference to make. There is a hint of what will happen early on, when the handbook explains that a Mouse Scout is “Cheerful, Aware, and Thoughtful (CAT, for short).” And sure enough, the scouts’ eventual way of making a difference turns out to involve a cat – not exactly a creature with which mice, whether scouts or not, are comfortable. To earn this badge, the scouts have to defy one of Miss Poppy’s rules, which is in conflict with the handbook’s statement that “a Mouse Scout must use her inner resolve and put someone else’s needs above her own.” Everything works out just fine, of course, and the scouts learn self-reliance and how to do the right thing even when they fear the consequences of rule-breaking. There are 16 Mouse Scout badges in all – they are shown at the back of each book, along with the words and music for the Acorn Scout Song. So presumably Dillard is planning a series of 16 books – all of which will be, if the first two are any indication, pleasant, easy to read and gently instructive.

(++++) DESIGNED FOR FUN AND FACTS


Small to Scary Animals. By Aubre Andrus. Scholastic. $5.99.

Bunny vs. Monkey. By Jamie Smart. David Fickling Books. $7.99.

Koob: The Backwards Book. Scholastic. $11.99.

     Books need not be simple rectangular objects square-cut for ease of page turning. Sometimes book design can itself become an important part of the reading experience, and a way to involve people more fully in a book’s content. Small to Scary Animals, for example, features pages cleverly cut in two different ways: if you flip from page to page from the upper-right corner, you see baby animals in all their adorableness, on pages with the word “small” shown throughout the background; but if you flip from the lower-right corner, you see those animals fully grown and frequently in, yes, scary poses, and with the word “scary” all over the background. A gray wolf pup, for example, is as cute as they come, but a large and snarling adult gray wolf is not to be trifled with; likewise, a skinny-legged moose calf looks endearingly awkward as it stands in a field, but you would not want to come face-to-face with the full-grown moose shown facing the reader, head down as if ready to charge, with huge widespread antlers. Aubre Andrus offers mostly straightforward animal information in the book’s text, although even basic facts about some of the animals shown here can be fascinating – for instance, the fact that baby porcupines are called “porcupettes” and are born with soft quills. He also gives young readers a chance to see some unusual creatures, such as baby stingrays (which are called “pups”). The book is not 100% scientifically accurate – for example, it says of snakes that “the mother snake keeps the eggs warm before they hatch,” but in fact very few snakes do this. By and large, though, it offers correct information; and equally importantly, its unusual design helps readers understand clearly and visually that even if small wild animals look cute, they are still wild – and even if they are not dangerous when very young, many will grow up to be large and potentially ferocious.

     Bunny vs. Monkey is about make-believe animals, not real ones, and is a traditionally rectangular book, but the design is important here, too. Jamie Smart’s book is a graphic novel, but one that is much closer to traditional comic strips than are most graphic novels. Instead of having a single extended story, Bunny vs. Monkey has a series of two-pagers, each of them not much longer than a newspaper comic strip. And although there is some variation in panel size, most of the panels are square or rectangular instead of being created in the multiple sizes and shapes of cutting-edge graphic novels. The simplicity of design and layout parallels the simple stories, which revolve around power-seeking, nastily mischievous but ultimately feckless Monkey, good guy and forest protector Bunny, and various subsidiary characters. Monkey ends up in the forest when scientists put him in a rocket and fire him into space, but the rocket crashes just over a nearby hill, so the scientists say, “Ah well, let’s just give up,” and leave Monkey to his own devices. Monkey initially thinks he is on another planet and proceeds to try to create “Monkey-topia” by conquering the other animals, despite Bunny’s comment, “You can’t just show up and tell us what to do.” After a few stories, the whole other-planet notion falls away and Bunny vs. Monkey simply becomes a set of silly good-guy-vs.-bad-guy stories. Monkey get an ally in the form of Skunky, an inventor whose diabolical creations never seem to work quite right: Metal Steve, for example, is a robot that likes to swim and is not hurt by water. Also on the “bad” side is Action Beaver, who has had a few too many bumps on the head, does not say any words (only grunts and odd exclamations), and spends most of his time banging into things. Bunny’s friends and allies include the squirrel Weenie, who loves to cook and bake, and Pig, who is the most baby-like character, given to comments such as, “It feels sparkly in my tummy.” There is also “Le Fox,” a sort of anti-Skunky who has “spent many years digging a network of tunnels underneath these woods, should the time for warfare arise,” but whose initial appearance has him stopping one of Monkey’s schemes by popping up from underground and simply saying, “Stop that.” The book’s pleasant, easy-to-handle design and the equally easy-to-deal-with design of the stories within it combine to make Bunny vs. Monkey enjoyably silly, much less challenging than many graphic novels, and an appealing way for readers who are a bit too young for more-typical graphic-novel intensity to learn about and enjoy this form of storytelling.

     One point of book design is permanence, or at least being long-lasting – that being one reason many people continue to prefer information in books to the same information obtained online. But sometimes a book is designed for its own destruction. That sort of backwards thinking about books fits right into the design of Koob: The Backwards Book, a kind of crafts-project thingie shaped like a parallelogram rather than a rectangle and intended to be turned upside-down and read from back to front once you get past the front cover, which thus is really the back cover, while the end is really the beginning. Got it? Some of the material in Koob is clever and some is simply mindless, but almost all of it is designed to make Koob unusable for more than one run-through – parents should decide what lesson that will teach before they buy the, err, thing. Koob says, for example, to write a secret message on a left-hand page and then glue that page to the right-hand one facing it. It says to tear a page out and see how many times you can fold it; to tear another one out and make it into a paper airplane; to tear out yet another one, cut a hole in it, then fly the paper airplane through the hole; to glue onion skin, orange peel or leaves to another page; to draw an animal on a page, cut the page out, attach a string to it, and take it for a walk; to cut out and interweave pages 103 and 105; and much more in the same vein. There are also pages to color, such as one to handle in a “backwards” way by leaving the page blank and coloring its edges. There is a page to stain with a cold teabag, “then try to wash the tea into a cup by pouring water over the page.” A lot of these destructive suggestions are not really “backwards” in any meaningful way, although there are some attempts to take the “backwards” theme seriously, or sort-of-seriously – for instance, suggesting eating breakfast backwards by “slurping milk out of your bowl” and then eating dry cereal, or saying to use a mirror to read the backwards words on a page. Other activities, though, have nothing to do with “backwards” anything, such as writing “hello” in “as many different languages as you can” and getting an animal to make a paw print on one page. The overly elaborate elements here are among the most overdone: “Tear this page out of the koob. Scrunch it up. Throw it in the trash. Retrieve this page from the trash. Ask an adult to help you iron it flat, and then stick it back into the koob.” There is enough outside-the-box (or outside-the-book) thinking here to give Koob a (+++) rating, but its single-use design and an overall sense that it is trying too hard to be different mean that it will not be truly enjoyable for many kids and families. Reading a book forward may be conventional, but sometimes it is simply a better way to go than reading a koob sdrawkcab.

(+++) EN ROUTE TO ADVENTURE


The Spirio Sessions, based on music of Scarlatti, Gesualdo and Mozart. Uri Caine and Jenny Lin, pianists. Steinway & Sons. $17.99.

The Latin Project. Boston Cello Quartet (Blaise Déjardin, Adam Esbensen, Mihail Jojatu and Alexandre Lecarme). BCQ Classics. $14.99.

     These albums are neither for traditional lovers of classical music nor for those who enjoy typical jazz expressions and Latin American dances. They are for listeners looking for something entirely new, something blending not only musical forms and musical styles but also the approach of artists to musical material. By definition and by intent, these are not recordings for everyone – they are for people seeking new looks at old music and new looks at new music as well. Hence, the piano duets in the Steinway & Sons recording called The Spirio Sessions offer neither the music of Scarlatti, Gesualdo and Mozart nor music that departs greatly from the composers’ originals. The album’s title refers to what is essentially a high-resolution player piano, a technology designed to reproduce a performer’s handling of music with extreme accuracy. A technological marvel this may be, but for most listeners it will be only a distraction from the music-making of Uri Caine and Jenny Lin. What they have done here is to perform some classical pieces as written and some as components of something that is certainly not classical but is not quite traditional jazz, either. There is nothing new about using classical works as the basis for improvisation, expansion and variation; but Caine and Lin are trying to take listeners on a new kind of journey, one they call “semi-improvised.” This means that much of the classical material is clearly audible even as the entire piece sounds not at all like what the composer intended. Sometimes this is done in reasonably straightforward fashion, as when the first movement of Mozart’s Piano Sonata K. 545 is immediately followed by an improvisation on the same movement. At other times, the works here are rather coyly stated as being “after” one composer or another: “after Scarlatti,” “after Gesualdo.” What that means is that piano versions of Scarlatti’s harpsichord sonatas or Gesualdo’s motets become the basis for free-ranging works that partake of some elements of the original music (at least some of the notes, some of the harmonies, some of the rhythms) but that sound only incidentally like the music as composed. In truth, a full hour of this kind of rethinking is a bit much, despite the multiple approaches used to enliven the reinterpretations (perhaps better called expansions and rethinkings) of the original music. But there is no particular reason to listen to this CD straight through – hearing it in bits and pieces seems quite apt. It is tempting to remember that Mozart himself was not above rethinking music for his own purposes, as in his K. 265 Variations on “Ah, vous dirai-je maman"(the tune known in English as “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star”). But it is even more tempting to relate the Caine/Lin handling of this musical material to Ernő Dohnányi’s variations on that same nursery tune, which poke fun at the styles of multiple composers and are specifically subtitled, For the enjoyment of humorous people and for the annoyance of others. It is likely that not everyone will enjoy what Caine and Lin have done with these works by Scarlatti, Gesualdo and Mozart, but hopefully the recording will not go so far as to produce annoyance.

     The same wish applies to The Latin Project, featuring the Boston Cello Quartet and released on the ensemble’s own label. In truth, the design here is explicitly for fun, not annoyance. Several of the composers whose works are here arranged for four cellos are familiar ones: Piazzolla (himself an expert at integrating “high” and “low” music through his insistence on pulling the tango from the brothel to the concert hall), Chabrier, Albéniz and Granados. But the focus here is actually less on the music than on the performers, who sound as if they are having a grand old time swinging along with the Latin American rhythms of these works and combining their rich and richly varied string sound with that of percussion (played by Will Hudgins) on four of the 12 tracks. One work here is a world première commissioned by the performers: Bossa do Fim by Paul Desenne. But in a sense, all the pieces on this CD are premières, since the four-cello arrangements are scarcely familiar ones and the overall feeling of the recording is one of jazzy, freewheeling improvisation – even though jazz elements are actually only some of the ones heard here. This is one of those discs that seem to exist primarily for sonic purposes rather than strictly musical ones: no one is going to look here for the definitive interpretation of Chabrier’s España or Albéniz’ Rapsodia Cubana. But the sheer richness of sound of the four cellos, the effective interplay of the musicians, the unusual auditory experience of hearing dance music arranged and played as it is here – these are the pleasures of The Latin Project. There is nothing parodistic here, nothing akin to, say, the use of a kind of double-bass dance in The Elephant from Saint-Saëns’ Carnival of the Animals. There is, however, a kind of joie de vivre that permeates the disc and comes through quite clearly to listeners who are looking for some sounds that have classical roots but that go well beyond what one would expect from four members of the cello section of the Boston Symphony Orchestra.

January 07, 2016

(++++) PEOPLE-ISH ANIMALS, ANIMAL-ISH PEOPLE


How Do Dinosaurs Stay Friends? By Jane Yolen. Illustrated by Mark Teague. Blue Sky Press/Scholastic. $16.99.

What if You Had Animal Ears!? By Sandra Markle. Illustrated by Howard McWilliam. Scholastic. $4.99.

Fly Guy Presents: Snakes. By Tedd Arnold. Scholastic. $3.99.

     There is educational as well as amusement value to blending the characteristics of animals and humans, and Jane Yolen and Mark Teague have been taking advantage of that fact for more than 15 years in their How Do Dinosaurs… books. The latest entry, 10th in the series, is entirely typical and, as usual, entirely enjoyable. The issue this timer is conflict: it is inevitable even among friends, Yolen says, so what is important is not avoiding it but knowing what to do about it to keep the friendship alive. Of course, she does not make that comment in those words – that would be too preachy and too talky. Instead, How Do Dinosaurs Stay Friends? follows the usual narrative arc of these books, with Yolen asking whether friends do such-and-such that is clearly wrong – for example, tearing up a book, throwing a lunchbox into the lake, or writing nasty things on the school blackboard. Readers of course know the answer to these questions is always “no.” Then Yolen says what friends do do for conflict resolution, such as apologizing, sharing, and sending a note saying they do not want to fight. Simple messages, all, but enormously entertaining because Teague does his usual spectacular job of showing the feuding kids as various types of dinosaurs – drawn accurately, according to the latest scientific research regarding shape and color, and presented with their real scientific names the first time they are shown. A major one of the delights of this series is seeing a nasutoceratops angrily pointing a finger-like claw at a stamping, roaring acrocanthosaurus while four children shown as children look on, bewildered, at the swiftly escalating fight. A leptoceratops writing that a dilong is stupid, an anhanguera spying on a proceratosaurus – these are amazing visions of modern-suburban dinosaurs acting like misbehaving children having outsize temper tantrums. And that of course is the point. The inside front and back covers add to the delights of the book by showing the dinosaurs doing things they never got around to doing within the story, such as riding bikes together and flying a kite. The mixture of accuracy in the dinosaurs’ depictions and utter ridiculousness in their expressions and interactions is completely winning, and the chance to learn such dinosaur names as kaatedocus and lythronax is a bonus. The formula of turning animals into people is at its best here.

     Sandra Markle and Howard McWilliam, on the other hand, turn people into animals – partially, anyway – in What if You Had Animal Ears!? The notion here, as in the creators’ previous book about animal feet, is to explain how certain aspects of animal anatomy function, then imagining what children could do if they had the same characteristics. A Eurasian red squirrel, for instance, has ear tufts that grow thicker and longer as the weather gets colder – so a child with those ears “could play in the snow without earmuffs or a hat and still have toasty, warm ears.” So says Markle – and the book offers, on the left-hand page, photos of the squirrel that clearly show its ears, with a McWilliam illustration on the right-hand page showing a girl with squirrel ears happily making a snow angel. Every animal’s aural characteristics get attached to a human here: the okapi has ears that move separately, so it can hear things coming from two directions; thus, a child with those ears could do the same thing, and “no one would ever be able to sneak up and surprise you.” The ears of the Townsend’s big-eared bat magnify the tiny sounds made by the insects it hunts, so a child with those ears – this is one of McWilliam’s best and most-amusing drawings – could “hear mosquitoes in time to catch them or swat them away.” The end pages of the book are the most overtly informative and thus, unfortunately, the least interesting: they show how human ears work and explain how to keep them healthy. The difference between this book and the Yolen/Teague one is that Yolen and Teague integrate the lessons into the narrative, while Markle and McWilliam save them for the end. The more-direct, more-focused educational portion of What if You Had Animal Ears!? is useful, but because it is so straightforward, kids may just skip it. Even then, though, they will have learned something about the special characteristics of some animals’ ears – and perhaps their curiosity about their own will kick in at a later time.

     Tedd Arnold’s Fly Guy is not quite a people-ish animal, or insect, but he comes close, accompanying the boy whose name he can say (“Buzz!”) on all sorts of adventures and sometimes dressing up in sunglasses, baseball caps and the like. In addition to their wholly fictional adventures, Fly Guy and Buzz go on informational quests from time to time, and in Fly Guy Presents: Snakes they head to the zoo to learn about the legless reptiles. Using this series’ typical mixture of reality and drawings – here, photos of snakes and their habitats plus cartoons of Buzz and Fly Guy – the book explains that snakes are among several types of reptiles and are ectotherms (Arnold deserves praise for not using the inaccurate term “cold-blooded,” although it would have been nice if he had explained why that word is wrong). The pictures of snakes are typically fascinating, giving close-up views of a sidewinder in motion, two snakes shedding their skin, a sea snake swimming, the heat-sensing pits that some snakes possess, snakes swallowing their prey, and more. There are a couple of imperfections in the presentation that would concern herpetologists but do not mar the enjoyment of the book. One is the statement that the largest snake alive today is the anaconda – but that is generally thought true only in terms of its weight and girth, with the reticulated python believed to grow longer. More significantly, although only 10% to 15% of snakes are venomous, half the ones shown in the book are, and this may perpetuate the unfortunate misconception that there are lots of dangerous snakes out there – a wrong belief that leads to many, many harmless snakes being killed by ill-informed people. Still, the overall approach of Fly Guy Presents: Snakes is a positive one, most of the information is presented both clearly and interestingly, and the inclusion of some correct scientific words and their pronunciations (oviparous and viviparous, for example) is a plus. Whatever human-like characteristics Fly Guy may have or not have, he and Buzz make good hosts for young readers interested in a first look at some animals that continue to be poorly understood and very much under-appreciated by far too many human beings.

(++++) ADVENTURERS ALL


Nnewts, Book Two: The Rise of Herk. By Doug TenNapel. Color by Katherine Garner. Graphix/Scholastic. $10.99.

The 39 Clues: Doublecross—Book Three: Mission Hurricane. By Jenny Goebel. Scholastic. $12.99.

Swindle #7: Unleashed. By Gordon Korman. Scholastic. $6.99.

     Adventure series for preteens take their protagonists in directions both predictable and uncertain – a necessity in order to keep the books entertaining while still giving readers a sense that they “know” the characters and their surroundings. The second graphic novel in Doug TenNapel’s Nnewts series thus goes in completely expected directions; and just in case anyone doubts that the young amphibian “fry” who is the protagonist will become a hero of major proportions, TenNapel calls him Herk, as in “Hercules.” The parallel is never stated explicitly, but hey, this is a sequence in whose first book the star cluster Orion was a significant participant, so the mythic resonance is there even if readers are not quite sure what it is. TenNapel’s skill at propelling a story forward visually is the main thing that makes this middle-of-a-trilogy book worthwhile, with Katherine Garner’s coloring being an additional important element of the book’s attraction: she has a wonderful feel for which blend of dark and light colors will make particular scenes more effective. For his part, TenNapel has a rather sly sense of humor that helps enliven what is essentially a straightforward story of bad guys (“lizzarks”) and good ones having various battles with each other and even transforming from one type of creature to the other. Indeed, it is the partial transformation of a couple of characters, one being Herk himself, that sets up what is likely to happen when TenNapel completes the trilogy. In The Rise of Herk, though, hints and foreshadowings abound, often with unexpectedly amusing twists. Thus, the tremendously powerful and evil Snake Lord can appear here physically only as – a talking radish (a clear borrowing from J.K. Rowling, but handled with amusement). When the Snake Lord appears in his disembodied form to the former nnewt Urch, now transformed into the lizzark Lizzurch, the evildoer says he wants his minion “to be my eyes and ears,” and Lizzurch replies, “Yes, lord, but we don’t have ears,” leading the Snake Lord to respond, “You know what I mean.” These lighter elements are only a small part of the book, but they stand out in what is otherwise a typical-for-this-genre story in which multiple characters and their viewpoints are shown at various times: Herk, his sister Sissy, their long-lost brother Zerk (now transformed into an evil lizzark wizard), and Lizzurch are all central at one point or another. The main plot of the book involves a lizzark foray against Amphibopolis, city of the nnewts, which begins after the lizzark general – named, ahem, Pigzark – tells his minions, “You may attack as soon as your hatred moves you.” Even here, TenNapel introduces a touch of humor: the attackers are brought over the city’s protective wall inside beasts called “geck-barfers,” which do indeed vomit out the bad guys after climbing straight up the wall. In the midst of the fighting, which features several gigantic beasts that Herk battles through use of magical powers that he is only beginning to learn how to control, there is a sweet little love subplot involving Herk and wheelchair-bound Launa: on the way to the desperate battle that only his powers may be able to turn, Herk stops to pick some flowers and bring them back to her. Awww! The Nnewts series is not TenNapel’s very best work, but it is so filled with unusual angles, clever drawings, interesting plot elements (which help balance the obvious ones), and excellent pacing that The Rise of Herk will surely have readers eagerly awaiting the trilogy’s upcoming conclusion.

     It will be quite a while yet before there is a conclusion to The 39 Clues, the multi-series, multi-author, multimedia series in which the Doublecross sequence is the fourth subset. Some new writers are now showing up in this very successful, very formulaic (+++) adventure series, including Jenny Goebel for the third Doublecross book. Although there is a modicum of factual history and geography underlying The 39 Clues, allowing it to tout and promote some educational value, the key to all the books is to put protagonists Dan and Amy Cahill into highly unlikely scenarios whose mysteries are unsolvable until, inevitably, they are solved just in time to rescue whoever or whatever needs rescuing. Like the other authors in the various incarnations of The 39 Clues, Goebel understands the importance of 1) avoiding any stylistic individuality and 2) making the last-possible-instant nature of the climax as explicit as possible. Thus, in Mission Hurricane, in the climactic chapter (before the inevitable epilogue that opens the way to the succeeding book), readers actually get to start out with the words “15 minutes to detonation” and progress through paragraphs that alternate descriptions of desperate attempts to head off disaster with two-word timekeepers: “12 minutes.” “10 minutes.” “8 minutes.” And eventually, inexorably, “1 minute,” after which something terrible but not too terrible happens, and the day is saved yet again in yet another thoroughly unbelievable manner. The plot? Well, this is the third of four books in which a Cahill family member known only as The Outcast is seeking revenge on the world’s most powerful and far-flung family by re-creating a series of disasters that family superstars Dan and Amy have to figure out within a strictly limited time frame and then prevent from being as disastrous as the analogous events were the first time. By the end of Mission Hurricane, Dan and Amy have not only saved the world – well, the Netherlands, actually – but also have finally figured out who The Outcast is. And they have started making plans to entrap him in the next and final book of this particular sub-series; that one will be called Mission Atomic. Neither Dan nor Amy nor any of the other recurring characters has an ounce of personality individualization, but that, like the stylistic blandness of the books, is precisely the point: The 39 Clues is a feel-good adventure series for preteens in which each reader is supposed to see himself or herself as one of the heroic characters and, through involvement in the story, maybe learn a bit of geography or history while vicariously fighting assorted villains and unraveling assorted improbable challenges. Add in the Web elements and the card-collecting associated with The 39 Clues – there are still six game cards included with each book, although now they are virtual ones – and you have a series of series that is fun for fans to follow as long as long as no one thinks too much about just how absurd the whole underlying premise is.

     One author who has contributed multiple times to The 39 Clues is Gordon Korman, but it is scarcely the only preteen-focused series he has created or helped create. For example, there are now seven books in Korman’s Swindle series, the seventh of which, Unleashed, was originally published in 2014 and is now available in paperback. Korman churns out these (+++) books with smooth skill, handling the mostly mundane and somewhat humorous Swindle plots as well as he handled the more-intricate and intended-to-be-more-serious ones of The 39 Clues. In Unleashed, the focus, as usual, is on canine protagonist Luthor, a Doberman and former attack dog, and the many preteens surrounding and interacting with him, notably human protagonist Griffin Bing, “the man with the plan.” Here as always, Griffin’s plans are over-complex and inevitably go just wrong enough to propel the narrative to a satisfying, if formulaic, conclusion. In Unleashed, the two plot strands revolve around Luthor’s newfound habit of chasing a particular vehicle – an exterminator’s truck – and Griffin’s determination to win the “Invent-a-Palooza” competition at school, defeating his arch-enemy, Daren Vader (name resemblance to Darth Vader undoubtedly not accidental). It eventually turns out that Luthor’s behavior is a matter of generosity rather than anything nefarious – no surprise there, but exactly why the dog does what he does is one of those minor mysteries holding the narrative together. And the invention contest provides plenty of chances for oddball imaginings, such as Darren’s “self-feeding egg cooker” and Griffin’s “Hover Handler,” which is designed to stop Luthor’s truck-chasing but which mysteriously goes missing. And then there are the solar-powered salad spinner, toothbrush with built-in cell phone, self-propelled ice skates, and other things that are too silly to have been invented by preteens and in fact (it turns out) come from other places. The moral of the story turns out to be, “An invention is just a thing. Friends are way more important.” And that could be more or less the moral of all the books in this series and in many other series for the same age group. Unleashed is certainly predictable: of course Griffin wins the contest, and of course he does so in an unexpected way. But the whole book, and the series of which it is a part, are enjoyable enough to have fans looking forward to the next plan with its inevitable Code Z, which means “that the plan had to be abandoned, and pronto.”

(+++) FINDING YOUR PLACE


Going Where It’s Dark. By Phyllis Reynolds Naylor. Delacorte Press. $16.99.

Bogle Trilogy #3: The Last Bogler. By Catherine Jinks. Illustrated by Sarah Watts. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. $16.99.

     There are some really fine writers of novels for preteens and young teenagers, and Phyllis Reynolds Naylor and Catherine Jinks are among them. Both have a strong enough sense of style and pacing to get away with plots that are foundationally little different from those of many, many other books for this age group – plots with the all-too-typical focus of “who am I really?” and “where do I belong?” If Naylor’s and Jinks’ latest books explore no new territory, they at least endeavor to handle their familiar plots with greater skill than many other authors bring to similar material. Naylor’s book, Going Where It’s Dark, has one of those titles that quite obviously refer both to something in the exterior world and to something internal. The outside-world element here is caves: protagonist Buck Anderson loves exploring them, using them as an escape from his all-too-typical coming-of-age woes, which in his case include a stutter that causes him to be bullied at school. The internal-world element is Buck’s inner life, which is upended by a series of issues that are quite typical for books of this type, including over-anxious parents; a twin sister Katie, who is not available as a confidante because she is spending all her time with her boyfriend; the absence of Buck’s best friend, David, who has recently moved away; and so forth. The offbeat little touches that Naylor brings to the book are among the elements that set it apart, among them an encounter with a faith healer and a series of “Pukeman” comics that Buck fondly remembers drawing with David and decides to continue creating on his own. Buck’s stuttering is the thread that ties the book together, as he seeks help through standard channels and then through the decidedly nonstandard one of a grumpy old man named Jacob Wall, for whom Buck is reluctantly doing odd jobs as a favor to Buck’s uncle. The obviousness of the father-figure role model of Jacob (who is completely estranged from his own daughter, for reasons that are quite overdone but also make perfect sense) is a weakness here; so is the inevitable ironic foreshadowing of difficulties, as when Buck “would like tomorrow to be one of those incredible days when things went exactly the way they should.” The direction in which the book will go is obvious almost from the start, as Buck, victimized by the bullies, ends up exploring more and more deeply in a cave system even though he knows it is dangerous, because “eventually someone would come” and “he decided to take a chance.” The outer darkness, of course, is a metaphor for Buck’s inner darkness, and the external exploration parallels his internal one, and all that. Eventually secrets are revealed, the family bonds more closely, and David and Buck – who have remained in touch throughout the book – come to a suitably upbeat conclusion. Going Where It’s Dark is carefully plotted, with everything in it fitting neatly together, and if it creaks a bit because it so carefully hits the expected notes of a book for preteens and young teenagers, at least Naylor manages to hit those notes stylishly.

     The finale of Jinks’ trilogy about evil, child-killing bogles and the people who hunt them in Victorian London is also written adeptly but is, for a conclusion, somewhat inconclusive. The three books – How to Catch a Bogle, A Plague of Bogles and now The Last Bogler – do not so much progress as expand: the story does not really advance, but is seen from different angles in the different books. This alternative-history-cum-fantasy series is built around the apprentices trained by Alfred Bunce, the best monster-hunter in London. This time it is Ned Roach whose adventures are explored, and it is Ned to whom the title refers, because by the end of the book, all the bogles have been destroyed – not so much by the boglers as by the progress of human civilization itself, a rather philosophical and not entirely satisfactory apocalypse that is followed at the novel’s very end by a hint of mutual respect between hunted and hunter (raising the question of exactly who was hunting whom, and why). The twisty conclusion of The Last Bogler stands in contrast to most of its narrative, which is pretty much standard fare, with dangers aplenty and narrow escapes and further explorations of the plight of London’s orphans and the lives of Ned and his friends, Birdie McAdam and Jem Barbary. The scene-setting is as attractive and modestly exotic here as in the earlier books: “Joseph Lubbock was the manager of a penny gaff on Whitechapel Road, where he mounted shows featuring dwarves, snakes, clockwork heads, stuffed freaks of nature, and anything else that people might pay to see.” The slang use is consistent, too: “You can’t hire just any old mumper off the street.” But The Last Bogler meanders, covering much of the same territory already explored in the earlier books, and now without the sensation of anything really new – and without the frisson of fright that the first two entries, especially the opening book, conveyed effectively. Certainly Jinks wraps up the series in satisfactory fashion here, and there is a sense that all is, or will be, well with Ned, Birdie and Jem. But this trilogy goes out not with a bang but a whimper, subsiding into darkness instead of extinguishing itself in a blaze of – well, “blaze of glory” would not fit these books, but a somewhat brighter and more decisive conclusion would have been welcome.

(++++) PIANISTIC EXPRESSIVENESS


Scriabin: Preludes, Op. 11; Prelude in B, Op. 2, No. 2; Impromptus, Op. 14; Three Pieces, Op. 45; Two Pieces, Op. 57; Poème in F-sharp, Op. 32, No. 1; Etude in C-sharp Minor, Op. 2, No. 1. Klara Min, piano. Steinway & Sons. $17.99.

Bach: French Suites Nos. 1-6; Mozart: Suite in C, K. 399 & Gigue in G, K. 574. Peter Hill, piano.  Delphian. $27.99 (2 CDs).

     Here are two pianists of style and sensitivity bringing their considerable technique to bear on very different repertoire – more successfully in one case than in the other. Klara Min’s Scriabin recital is simply lovely, although that should not be taken to mean that it in any way downplays the sometimes breezy, often virtuosic demands of the music. The centerpiece of Min’s Steinway & Sons CD is the set of Op. 11 Preludes, which are built on Chopin’s Op. 28 set and follow the same key sequence by alternating major keys with their relative minors. These works have something of Chopin’s sensibilities in them as well, but refined and harmonically expanded in ways that would later come to seem typical of Scriabin – for instance, in the way that No. 9 in E, written in 1896, has the left hand mostly in C-sharp minor, resulting in what is essentially a dual-tonality piece.  Scriabin was not primarily a miniaturist, but the pieces on this disc show him collecting miniatures into longer forms: the 24 elements of Op. 11, for example, last for less than 40 minutes. Min does a particularly good job of giving each of the Preludes its own individual character, whether in the unusual use of tempo changes to alter note values in No. 1 (1896) or in the juxtaposition of the beautiful left-hand and right-hand melodies in No. 4 (1888, the earliest of these works). The emotional ebb and flow of the Preludes is not always predictable, but Min has no problem moving from one aspect of the music to the next, and manages to make the whole set convincing even as she highlights the different characters of its components. Her nuanced and well-balanced interpretations are equally effective in the other works, also short, on the CD. The fleeting and light Prelude in B, Op. 2, No. 2 opens the disc; the longer and more serious Etude in C-sharp Minor, Op. 2, No. 1 closes it (the third of the three pieces from Op. 2 is unfortunately missing here). The impromptus, Op. 14 are forthright (at least for Scriabin) studies in light and dark; Poème in F-sharp is also comparatively straightforward and is serene in mood. The remaining works here make an interesting study in contrasts and display Min’s thoughtfulness to a considerable degree: the Three Pieces, Op. 45 are quiet and never quite settle into any particular scene-setting or mood-setting, while the Two Pieces, Op. 57, although also brief, are more definitive in their darkness and air of mystery. Scriabin is an elusive composer at best, his synesthesia providing him with connections between aural and visual experiences that listeners cannot always easily absorb. Min, however, shows a firm understanding of Scriabin’s aesthetic and his emotional-connection capability, using the short-form works of this recital to paint a variegated and strongly felt portrait of the many moods and attitudes brought forth both through the composer’s earlier style and through his later, more-developed one.

     The playing is equally assured and the thoughtfulness equally evident in the new Delphian recording of Bach’s French Suites by Peter Hill. But as fine as the presentation is, there is something a bit less than fully satisfying here, largely tied to Hill’s willingness to use so many of the piano’s capabilities to plumb what he sees as Bach’s emotional depths – a positive thing for those who believe Bach wrote for “keyboard,” but a negative for anyone aware that he emphatically did not write for any sort of modern keyboard instrument, and certainly not for a grand piano. The six French Suites are the middle of the composer’s three sets of suites for harpsichord or clavichord, dating to 1722-25 – later than the English Suites and earlier than the Partitas. They are more modest in scale than the earlier works, less dramatic and contrapuntal; and they are less ambitious and sophisticated than the Partitas. They partake of a pleasant openness and transparency, and their style is akin to the galant approach that some of Bach’s contemporaries favored at the time the French Suites were created. But it is precisely in transparency that Hill’s heartfelt performance falls short: he does a wonderful job with the Sarabande movements, making them surprisingly convincing even on the piano and almost making the quasi-Romantic sound he gives them seem right. But the lighter, brighter dance movements do not fare as well. Hill overwhelms their delicate textures and downplays their poetic liveliness, turning them into approachable salon-style pieces that are pleasant to hear but that simply do not sound much like Bach qua Bach. More interesting in some ways than the French Suites is the Mozart material that Hill appends to the second disc of this two-CD set. Hill’s own completion of Mozart’s unfinished Suite in C, K. 399 emphasizes the way in which this work draws on and pays homage to Baroque music, and here Hill’s performance is altogether winning, letting Mozart’s music flow at a finely measured pace while highlighting the ways in which this suite connects to earlier works by both Bach and Handel. There is no question about the quality of Hill’s playing and the careful consideration he has given to Bach’s French Suites as well as to the Mozart material here, but this release as a whole gets a (+++) rating because the care and beauty of the playing really do not make up for an interpretation that too frequently transforms Bach’s carefully balanced emotional expression into something of greater intensity that more appropriately belongs to the music of a later time.

(+++) BOUNDARY PUSHERS


Paul Moravec: Amorisms; Tempest Fantasy; Sacred Love Songs. Portara Ensemble and ALIAS Chamber Ensemble. Delos. $16.99.

James Winn: Chamber Music. Dmitri Atapine, cello; Rong-Huey Liu, oboe; Stephanie Sant’Ambrogio, violin; James Winn, piano. MSR Classics. $12.95.

Douglas Anderson: Chamber Symphonies Nos. 2, 3 and 4. Ravello. $14.99.

Rojak Rocks: Music of Jack Gale, Steven Christopher Sacco, Brian Lynn, Walter Ross and Alan Raph. John D. Rojak, bass trombone. Navona. $16.99.

     Genre bending – not to be confused with gender bending – is commonplace in contemporary classical music, to such an extent that it can be quite difficult to say where “classical” music ends and other musical styles begin. For some composers, that is exactly the point: to demolish barriers between “higher” and “lower” music and treat all forms of music-making as equal in scope and value. For others, classical forms and the kind of order and orderliness they impose on sound sequences retain a strong attraction, but there is a desire not to be bound too tightly to structures, rhythms, harmonies and the overall sound of the past. For these composers, who push boundaries without feeling compelled to break them for the pleasure or sociopolitical righteousness of demolition, a specific musical identity may be amorphous, but classical roots remain clear. Paul Moravac is a fine example. His attractive music lies firmly in the classical tradition without being tied completely to it. His Amorisms ballet, which gets its world première recording on a new Delos disc, is certainly danceable – in 2014, it was performed by the Nashville Ballet, which co-commissioned it along with the performers heard here. But it treats ballet quite differently from the way, say, Tchaikovsky or Stravinsky did. The instrumental forces are deliberately modest: clarinet and string quartet (this is the contribution of ALIAS Chamber Ensemble). There is a crucial five-voice vocal element (the Portara Ensemble’s portion). And the work’s title is a portmanteau word, combining “amor” with “aphorism”: the whole piece is structured around five brief Shakespearean comments on love. The simple and repetitive elements of the music make it accessible and help it fit neatly into dance mode, while the cleverness (at times a bit of over-cleverness) of the concept and structure give the work a thoroughly modern feel. It is an effective blend of classical and what may be called post-classical sentiments. Shakespeare is also the focus of Moravec’s Tempest Fantasy for clarinet, violin, cello and piano. This is a five-movement exploration of the play – essentially five character pieces, as they would generally be styled in their classical models. There is one section focused on Ariel, one on Prospero and one on Caliban, with the other two, more atmospheric and less character-specific, being called Sweet Airs and Fantasia. Rather than being grand and sweeping, as other composers’ views of The Tempest have been, Moravec’s is almost pointillistic in its focus on detail and its carefully worked portrayal of elements of the play. The CD concludes with an adaptation for ALIAS Chamber Ensemble and Portara Ensemble of Moravec’s Sacred Love Songs, here performed by choir and string quartet rather than in its original setting for small vocal group and recorder quartet. The new arrangement is not quite as effective as the original, because this is a Renaissance-style work based on religious texts: the movement called A Prayer of St. Francis is central to the work’s overall effect. The original scoring fit the material somewhat better than this one does, but there is no question that these performers handle the music with delicacy and skill – and the juxtaposition of this specifically religious music, which starts with Love Endures All Things and ends with Greater Love, works quite well after the two Shakespeare-focused pieces. Moravec’s attractive handling of classical forms, without being slavishly bound to them, comes through to fine effect throughout.

     James Winn also hews closely to traditional classical models in the chamber works on a new MSR Classics CD. Three Nocturnes for Piano Trio (1986-87), the longest piece here, makes the connection with the past particularly clear, being in effect a set of three chamber-music tone poems (but that is a distinctly nontraditional notion, tone poems almost inevitably being works for large orchestra). The first piece, Invocation of Selene, is a work of crepuscular serenity, based on the notion of invoking the moon goddess; the second, Seannachie, draws on an old Celtic tale about the capture of Tam Lin by the fairy folk and his rescue through the purity and steadfastness of his true (human) love; the third and most interesting, Louhi’s Conjuring, draws from a rather amusing story in the Finnish Kalevala (frequent inspiration of Sibelius) in which a witch-queen conjures salt from a magical mill she has stolen, but cannot get the grinder to stop and finally throws it into the ocean, which has been salty ever since. The story has parallels to that of Dukas’ The Sorcerer’s Apprentice, and the music has some parallels too, starting in moody and mysterious mode and then neatly picking up the mill’s faster and faster grinding. Winn nevertheless manages to display a personal style that draws on established forms without following them slavishly. He also shows himself to be a strong pianist and a fine chamber-music collaborator, not only in the nocturnes but also in the two other works on the disc. Variations on a Theme of Bartók (1977/2010), for cello and piano, takes a Hungarian folksong that the earlier composer used in For Children and makes it the basis of rather sweepingly Romantic variations that give the cello ample opportunity to display tonal warmth as well as virtuosity. Masque for Oboe, Cello and Piano (1981) also juxtaposes earlier musical eras, its title and pacing reminiscent of an entertainment at the French court during the ancien régime but its harmonies and overall “meta” approach rather suggesting a much later observer looking back through time, somewhat judgmentally, on a carefully arranged and dutifully elaborate occasion. Familiarity with the works of earlier composers who are echoed in Winn’s chamber music, or those to whom the music offers a respectful bow, will help listeners garner full enjoyment of these chamber pieces, although they are well-constructed and interesting enough on their own not to require substantial knowledge of their building blocks and homages.

     Like Winn’s tone-poem-like nocturnes, the three Douglas Anderson chamber symphonies on a new Ravello CD take a form usually associated with a larger ensemble and employ it with a smaller one. No. 2 is for four instruments, Nos. 3 and 4 for three. What makes these “symphonies” rather than two trios and a quartet is a matter of opinion and of thinking about the boundaries between the forms. Anderson says he was influenced by Schoenberg’s chamber symphonies in composing his own, but Schoenberg’s first is for 15 players and his second (in its 1939 revision) for a full chamber orchestra. Clearly something else is at work in Anderson’s pieces: he tries to use the inherent sound characteristics of the instruments for which he is writing to develop these pieces’ thematic material. Chamber Symphony No. 2 (1989) is for flute, clarinet, violin and cello; Chamber Symphony No. 3 (2001) is for flute, viola and cello; and Chamber Symphony No. 4 (2011) is for violin, cello and piano. All the works are in three movements, and listeners coming to the pieces without considering what the composer thought he was doing in creating them will not find anything particularly symphonic about them. It is true that they largely lack the “conversational” elements of traditional chamber music, but what they offer instead is not symphonic expansiveness but a focus on the sound world within which each of the instruments exists – a world that, in common with many other contemporary composers, Anderson often seeks to expand beyond its traditional boundaries. Anderson gives the performers here – members of groups called “di.vi.sion” and “Eight Strings & a Whistle” – numerous opportunities for solo display; indeed, the cadenzas and transitions between movements in these symphonies tend to be more interesting than the meat of the movements themselves. From time to time, these works delve into the usual non-classical realms favored by so many modern composers, including jazz, film music, and music for overtly commercial purposes. Although not symphonic in any significant discernible sense, they make skillful use of the small instrumental groups for which they are written, and offer periodically engaging aural material even though they do not sustain interest particularly well throughout their lengths.

     Bass trombonist John D. Rojak is more the focus of a new Navona CD than is the music he plays – but both the music and Rojak himself work within classical models while also striving mightily to transcend them. Rojak’s career has him playing jazz, contemporary, film and commercial music as well as traditional classical works, and the pieces on this disc reflect all his areas of interest. This is particularly true in Jack Gale’s Three Pieces, whose title specifically states that it is for “bass trombone with jazz rhythm section” – which includes Russ Kassoff on piano, Joe Bongiorno on bass, and Ray Marchica on drums. The three-movement work sounds a bit like warmed-over film music; it is certainly easy to listen to, especially in its upbeat outer movements. Steven Christopher Sacco’s Sonata, for bass trombone and piano, was written for Rojak and also melds classical and jazz elements, with the jazz dominating and the focus throughout on the bass trombone: Antoinette Perry on piano plays a decidedly secondary, supportive role. Considerably more interesting is Ba-Dee-Doo-Dup by Brian Lynn, which is for bass trombone and two tenor trombones (James Miller and Andy Malloy). The five short movements include a first one (from which the whole works gets its title) that has the rhythmic bounce of a Pink Panther cartoon accompaniment; a second (Respite)that sounds like a wistful folk song; a third that is a very short waltz that stops just short of self-parody; a fourth  (Smooch) that swoons appropriately; and a final march in which the three instruments have a chance to show themselves off effectively in a typical-for-classical-brass form. The modest ambitions of Lynn’s work are a significant strength; the greater ones of Walter Ross’ Concerto for Trombone and Orchestra (in which Rojak is joined by the New York Chamber Symphony under Gerard Schwarz) are a bit of a hindrance. The piece’s dimensions are not too great for a concerto – the three movements run 25 minutes – but this is one of those works that seems to insist, starting with its grandiose opening, that it is serious music and must be taken seriously; the result is that it comes across as a bit pompous, a touch pretentious. Rojak plays it exceptionally well, and there are some felicitous touches here and there, such as the woodwind/brass contrast at the start of the second movement and the effective use of percussion in the finale. But the concerto comes across as a little too long for its material and as trying a little too hard to be meaningful. The CD ends with the short solo work Rock by Alan Raph, which tries much too hard to be significant: it was recorded outdoors, 150 feet above a canyon floor, so as to include the landscape’s natural echo – a gimmick that does nothing to give the light, almost frothy music any greater importance. Rojak is such a fine performer that he brings forth considerable quality even in this piece: he would be good to hear in music that is more inherently substantial than is much of the material on this recording.