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Accentus, Insula orchestra, Equilbey, Barbican review - radiant French choral masterpieces | reviews, news & interviews

Accentus, Insula orchestra, Equilbey, Barbican review - radiant French choral masterpieces

Accentus, Insula orchestra, Equilbey, Barbican review - radiant French choral masterpieces

A familiar warhorse alongside a neglected curiosity

Insula orchestra and accentus perform the Fauré Requiem, with a film by Mat Collishaw© Mark Allan/Barbican

Last night saw two pieces of late 19th century French choral music – one a hugely popular staple of choral societies around the world, the other a complete novelty, lost for a hundred years – brought together in fascinating juxtaposition by the French period-instrument orchestra Insula, under their founding conductor Laurence Equilbey.

The Fauré Requiem and Gounod’s Saint Francois d’Assise shared a radiant contemplation of death in music that is at once highly refined and yet utterly direct. They were both, in their different ways, exquisite.

Equilbey is an innovative conductor both as the founder of Insula and accentus, last night’s choir, but also in her repertoire choices. I became aware of Insula in reviewing their CD of the symphonies of Louise Farrenc earlier this year and was keen to hear them live, as I found their period-instrument evocations of 19th century France very alluring. The generally less weight sound of the strings was counterbalanced by a generous number of desks, and the pungency of the horns and the buzz of the bassoons added distinctive colour.Tenor Amatai Pati sings Gounod at the BarbicanFirst up was the Gounod, premiered in Paris in 1891 and then lost till the manuscript was rediscovered in the 1990s, and recorded by Equilbey in 2016. There isn’t much Gounod heard nowadays in London concerts, and I’m not sure this is going to become a staple, but more because of its practical peculiarities than the music, which I adored. Its 20-minute duration focuses on a tenor soloist, here the splendid Amitai Pati (pictured above by Mark Allan) taking the part of St Francis, only occasionally accompanied by the choir: not a piece that will offer enough to choral societies. The hyper-religious tone of the text is ecstatic, almost uncomfortably so, although the string-dominated music remains grounded, tuneful and simply orchestrated, shaped sympathetically by Equilbey with a slightly schoolmistressy air.

The Fauré is obviously much more familiar territory, heard here in the final 1900 version, in the premiere of which Fauré himself conducted a choir of 250. The forces here were much more modest, thankfully: the 35-strong accentus sounded distinctively French, although I couldn’t quite put my finger on what that sound was. Perhaps it’s just the vowels? The soloists were anglophone, though: baritone John Brancy had a sombre gravity and a dash of menace in the “Libera me”, and thirteen-year-old Oliver Barlow (pictured below), who gave a nerveless and engaging “Pie Jesu”.Treble Oliver Barlow singing Fauré at the BarbicanI was more ambivalent about the specially commissioned Mat Collishaw film that accompanied the Fauré. It began as a sequence of deathbed tableaux, family members holding hands at vigils with dying elders. These were moving depictions of the last moments of life, with the consolatory mood that pervades Fauré’s music. Then, in a jarring change of tone, the bodies were carried to the top of a rundown apartment building where they were brutally dismembered by some laughably unconvincing CGI vultures. Apparently this was a nod to the Tibetan tradition of “Celestial Burial” but it felt gratuitously gruesome and provocative, in proper YBA style (Collishaw exhibited at both Freeze and Sensation, back in the day). I didn’t like it.

And I’d prefer to focus on the music. The gorgeous “Agnus Dei”, recalling Bach in the way the orchestral melody is set against the choir’s slow chorale, or the heavenly “In Paradisum”, carrying us ever upward and upward. And the effortless euphony of the Gounod, which I will certainly return to listen to – but don’t expect to hear again live any time soon.

Bernard Hughes on Bluesky

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