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Reviewer: Lindsay Kemp
Standard, but not uniform. Some
movements, such as the gigue finale of Sonata No 6, sound like Handel; the first
movement of Sonata No 4 sounds like Vivaldi; and the last movement of Sonata No
12 plays triple-time rhythmic games. But although Mancini clearly didn’t lack
ideas, and his sonatas are skilfully and often gracefully made, I doubt if many
will be eager to hear eight of them in one hit – at least, not as presented by
Gwyn Roberts and her three colleagues from Philadelphia-based Tempesta di Mare.
For despite that her nimble fingers touch three different recorders and a flute,
and that the continuo instrumentarium of keyboards, lutes and cello is dutifully
shuffled, there is a lack of variety, wit and sometimes sheer softness that
makes this a difficult disc to love. I can’t help feeling that Mancini’s sonatas
would be better served as part of a mixed anthology, as for instance in Bart
Coen’s ‘The London Flute’ (DHM, 9/13) and by being treated to a more sensitive
use of phrasing, articulation and dynamics (ditto).
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