Heinz Holliger's brilliance as an oboist has long tended to overshadow his achievements as a composer, so it is all the more important to declare that the Scardanelli Cycle is a major work by one of the most prodigiously gifted musicians of our time. Scardanelli is one of the names with which Holderlin signed the poems of his madness. The poems, named after the seasons, are not in themselves crazy, but they are obsessive, and it is their search for intensity of expression through economy of materials which Holliger has so imaginatively matched. As a committed modernist of the electro-acoustic generation he knows how to explore the complex components of apparently simple sounds, and the insert-notes miss the point with their talk of subversion and denial. At his best Holliger achieves a refined expressiveness whose inherent instability is eloquently reinforced as his textures fine down to microtonal oscillations. At his best, too, he attains a poised gravity worthy o...