By Ivan Hewett

Published: Friday, 07 October 2022 at 12:00 am


When people want to praise a composer’s music they often say ‘it’s instantly recognisable’. But saying something is instantly recognisable is a back-handed compliment, because it’s a quality that’s actually not so hard to achieve. You just need to invent a few ‘tricks’ or mannerisms and repeat them endlessly.

Harrison Birtwistle’s music is indeed instantly recognisable, but not because it’s always the same. In fact the variety of his music is extraordinary. There’s the muffled sadness of Nenia: the Death of Orpheus, where the three clarinets and piano move hesitantly in a perpetual twilight, tinged with the silvery sound of bells. There’s the frightening power of his opera The Minotaur, where the thundering percussion and growling bass portray the power of the tormented, misunderstood beast, trapped in his labyrinth.

There’s the savage energy of The Axe Manual, where the pianist and percussionist caper in a dance of weirdly off-kilter rhythms. And there’s the incredible complexity of the later orchestral works such as Earth Dances, where the layers of music evoke natural processes unfolding at their own different speeds.