With its latest release on the Dorian label, Musica Pacifica returns to repertoire that has earned it a fiery reputation, the virtuoso Italian repertoire of the mid-18th century. The disc centers on the most venerated master of the concerto, Antonio Vivaldi, but is fleshed out with concertos by two different Giuseppes, Tartini and Sammartini.
As the genre’s definition suggests, the band was obliged to complement the ensemble (the usual cast of four) with a quartet of strings and a theorbo (bass lute). The small forces result in a fresh, lean take on works that can get bogged down even in reduced-size modern orchestras.
As usual, violinist Elizabeth Blumenstock steals the show, balancing wild abandon and poised elegance like nobody else. While you cannot hear the complete second movement of Tartini’s Concerto in A Major online, this movement can’t go without mention. The track is a high point, revealing an austere beauty and poignancy often forgotten in this repertoire. If you want to hear it, you’ll have to buy the disc.
There are a lot of tracks available on the Web site, however. Listeners will have to be patient with the rendition of Vivaldi’s F-Major Concerto, RV 98, “La Tempesta di Mare,” the first download (listen to the Allegro online). There’s nothing wrong with the ensemble’s interpretation; what troubles is remarkably bad intonation. Regrettably, the tuning throughout this piece is, in a word, rancid. From the outset, Judith Linsenberg’s recorder is significantly sharp. Unison passages between the violin and recorder make this depressingly evident, and more disagreements between Michael McCraw’s bassoon and the recorder’s lines exacerbate the problem.
Perhaps the producer was enamored with the ensemble’s rhythmic precision, but this issue really shouldn’t have been let go. The group could have retuned the keyboards and tried again, or ditched this piece entirely in favor of something else. After all, this isn’t a recorder concerto, so the transcription might be partly to blame. As it stands, the opening tracks make the hair on the back of my neck stand up — and not in a good way.