For approximately half an hour, no doubt energized by the
lively audience, Ewald played a set of 15 classical guitar pieces chosen she tells us from “Argentine tangos,
Spanish folk music, Brazilian choros, and even a couple of ‘cousins’ from the
Renaissance courts.” It is an eclectic sampling of the best in the musical
repertoire available for the instrument. Perhaps the only thing that’s missing
is a transcription of the adagio from Rodrigo’s “Concierto de Aranjuez,” a piece that no guitar recital wherever it
is held should be without. Although, it does open the possibility of some
future recording of the whole concerto with the full orchestra in tow. Ewald
plays with skill and taste; it would be a treat to hear her in all out concert
mode, this despite her protestations that the Factory Underground setting was
“most unlike Carnegie Hall. Which was all to the good.” I guess I would just
like to hear her play what I imagine is the most popular classical piece for
the guitar in all its splendor.
She opens with “Soleares” a composition she
calls “the mother of flamenco” in her notes to each of the tracks. This is
followed by “Farucca,” a “light song” from the Galicia region of northwestern
Spain “which speaks of sunny subjects like love and bawdy humor.” “Monotonia”
is a composition particularly appropriate, she tells us, for the more informal
setting, its composer Rodrigo Riera among those in 20th century
Latin America who were celebrating popular guitar music. “Por Una Cabeza” is
the first of the tangos on the album, the famous “La Cumparsita” comes later
embedded in “Milonga.”
Ewald is joined by her 15 year old student
Caroline Golino for two Renaissance compositions: “Mr. Dowland’s Midnight”
originally written for solo lute and “Les Buffons,” a variation on a familiar
dance theme by W. Heckel which she calls “a perfect pub piece.” There is a
“Prelude” by Hector Villa-Lobos giving a nod to the concert hall. She closes
with two bonus tracks “Vals Venezolano No.1” and “No. 2” by Antonio Lauro, one
of the first guitar composers, she explains, “to meld the European and Latin
musical traditions.”
Annalisa Ewald may not have the name
recognition that a guitarist like Sharon Isbin has, but if she produces a few
more albums like this one, she’ll be right up there. Not only does
Live at The Factory Underground show her joy in the music,
it makes that joy contagious.