Gustav Holst’s The Hymn of Jesus
Charles Groves, London Philharmonic Orchestra, London Symphony Chorus, Choristers of St. Paul’s Cathedral Choir
There’s something very odd about this music: every time I hear it, I feel as if I’ve known it for centuries. Which is obviously completely bonkers, but I cannot shake the feeling that this music is somehow primæval and that it’s weirdly embedded in my DNA somehow. I don’t feel as if I’m listening to a performance of something, more like experiencing a revelation of something. It’s most odd. (But the music is sublime, I hasten to add). I would say that if push came to shove, I’d prefer Adrian Boult’s recording of it in 1962.