S1 Ep 5: Julian Bream: a (re)introduction

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Today’s dispatch comes from St. Leonard’s Churchyard in Semley, Wiltshire, a picturesque county in southwest England. St. Leonard’s is the final tour stop of Julian Bream, a name that is likely familiar to classical guitar enthusiasts, especially those of us of a certain age.

Bream is one of those names you’re supposed to know. He’s the guy your guitar teacher actually respects and blathers on about ad nauseam. My own students know Bream that way—they nod politely when I speak glowingly of his accomplishments and personality, but their subtle eye-rolls betray that they suffer from the same indifference I had when I first encountered Bream at their age.

I get it. My talented and driven boarding arts high school students are listening, or more likely watching, for a particular type of guitar playing presented with a particular aesthetic. They want the aspirational, competition-ready stuff: well-lit, highly coiffed, ultra-clean, rapid-fire displays of muscle and control that currently dominate their feed. They want the guitar equivalent of a Ferrari. At their age, I did too.

Bream, by comparison, grunts and squeaks through guitar standards with an uneven tone, clunky and sometimes overdramatic phrasing choices, and a dynamic range that seems downright goofy by modern standards. He wears tweed and has a combover. And, along with Andrés Segovia, five will get you twenty, Julian Bream is the one guitarist who my students’ dental hygienist will be able to name after noticing their right-hand fingernails are longer than the left ones.

To my young students, Julian Bream comes off as a relic, a jalopy. The preferred guitarist of adults with mortgages and lower back pain, who watch property shows like Escape to the Country or slow-moving British summertime mysteries, and still keep magazines around the house for some reason.

At least, that’s how Bream appears to them from a distance. In the ten years I’ve been in my current role, I’ve watched Bream convert student after student from skeptic to believer. What first appears to them as faults looks more like quirks after a few listens. Then somehow those quirks become inspired choices. That’s about the time they discover William Walton’s Five Bagatelles and Leo Brouwer’s first Sonata, favorite selections in the contemporary competition scene, wouldn’t exist without Bream. By the time they figure out Toru Takemitsu’s All in Twilight was dedicated to Bream, and they hear him throwing down on his first recording of Benjamin Britten’s Nocturnal, well…by that point, I’m usually talking to a lifelong Bream devotee.

Up close, Julian Bream is no jalopy. He’s no sports car either. Part of what makes him a hard sell is his own self-crafting. Julian Bream left Battersea, along with any traces of a working-class London accent, and cultivated an English Country Gentleman persona that didn’t always land in interviews and can come off as a bit presentational. Ironically, it’s Julian Bream’s own branding that appears inauthentic to my young students — the same students whose aesthetic is shaped by today’s guitar influencers, with all their highly edited and digitally enhanced presentational choices.

Getting past exterior trappings is tough. Julian Bream is a flawed, colorful titan of the instrument. He’s a workhorse, an artist, and storyteller who left the guitar in better shape than he found it. Julian Bream, CBE, is buried in a grade-two-listed parish behind wrought-iron gates. Like the parish itself, he’s very much worthy of a second look

Let’s get started.

VARIATION 1: So what makes Julian Bream so special?

Bream was born in Battersea, London, in 1933. I’ll spare you the remaining Wikipedia-style bio, and, spoiler alert, he gets a guitar, gets good at it, and enjoys some early success.

To fully understand Bream’s impact on the guitar world, we need to examine the scene he inherited. Post-war Britain was not exactly the center of the universe for art music. The rather sober influence of Elgar and Vaughan Williams still dominated the orchestral world, but modernists like Benjamin Britten and Michael Tippett had a toe in the door. BBC’s Third Programme was particularly friendly to high-concept broadcasts, and the BBC’s in-house Symphony had a robust repertoire. There were conservatories such as the Royal Academy of Music, the Royal College of Music, and Guildhall, all established in the 19th century.

But those institutions were designed as feeders to professional orchestras, and the guitar might as well have been the kazoo for all the orchestral world was concerned. Ernest Shand, the one significant British classical guitarist-composer of the previous generation, had written a substantial catalog. But Shand trafficked almost entirely in the domestic amateur music-making world of Victorian drawing rooms, and never made a dent on the art music establishment.

Like Shand, Julian Bream came up in the amateur environment of social clubs. He was particularly embraced by the Philharmonic Society of Guitarists, which was established in 1929 and played a significant role in attracting the scant number of international touring artists, such as Andrés Segovia, to perform in London.

The adult Bream loved to play up the self-made-man schtick, but there’s a whole stack of stage-dad letters from Julian’s father Henry, written to everybody and anybody who would plop young Julian on the planks for a bob or two. By the way, Henry Bream was the official librarian of the Philharmonic Society of Guitarists, and the PSG’s president, Wilfrid Appleby, gifted Bream his first lute, so the kid had help.

Bream attended the Royal College of Music as a Piano and Composition major at the age of 15 and remained until his National Service number was up in 1952. Bream was pretty dismissive about the RCM experience, and later in his career, he liked to tell a story about the guitar being unwelcome in the “hallowed halls” of the RCM. Like a number of Bream’s yarns, that incident was never independently verified.

Bream was, after all, a showman, living in the age of Salvador Dalí and Igor Stravinsky, both of whom took a rather liberal approach to their own fact sheets. Bream’s gift for mythmaking tended to kick into high gear when applied to his own origin story, so a bit of healthy skepticism is necessary when sorting through the what-really-happened chunks of a Bream bio.

Bream’s interest in early music was helped along by instrument maker Thomas Goff, who built several lutes for Bream between the 1950s and 1960s. Though the young John Williams was kicking around London at the time, Bream had nearly a decade head start and was pretty much the only game in town for guitar recitals. On lute, he was virtually peerless — especially when the BBC wanted to make its heady Shakespeare productions sound more authentically Elizabethan.

Another boon for Bream was his relationship with tenor Peter Pears, who was keen on promoting Elizabethan music in what would then be considered a historically accurate way. Bream and Pears first performed at the Aldeburgh Festival in 1958, a recital attended by festival organizer and Pears’ longtime partner, Benjamin Britten. Bream and Pears would continue to record and perform together into the 1980s. Benjamin Britten arranged his 6th volume of folksongs for the duo, and the beautiful Songs from the Chinese, Op. 58.

Guitar enthusiasts already know where I’m heading next. Bear with me. What’s coming is arguably the most significant dedication of Julian Bream’s career.

By all accounts, Bream hounded Benjamin Britten for a solo guitar piece for several years. In 1963, Bream’s persistence was rewarded with a large-scale work titled Nocturnal after John Dowland, Op. 70. The piece references an emotionally wrought meditation on death by Elizabethan lutenist, singer, and composer John Dowland called “Come, Heavy Sleep.” The song is, indeed, heavy. Published in Dowland’s First Book of Songs in 1597, “Come, Heavy Sleep” was on brand for a composer who pretty much made a career out of melancholy.

I love the very personal, connect-the-dots nature of Britten’s dedication. As I mentioned before, Britten and his partner, Peter Pears, went to great efforts to revive interest in Elizabethan music. Julian Bream was in the nascent stages of kick-starting an entire Early Music industry with a mixed ensemble called The Julian Bream Consort. These are 20th-century British musicians who are watching their nation recover from the age of austerity in real time. It’s no accident that Benjamin Britten chose this bummer of a tune from the golden age of Elizabethan Song. In the early 1960s, it was exactly that kind of national-mythmaking backward glance that was in the ether.

His treatment of the original material follows a theme-and-variations form, but since this is Benjamin Britten we’re talking about, it gets weird. Britten inverts the whole structure and puts the theme at the caboose, so now it’s a variations-and-theme. Britten’s harmonic language is modernist, his formal outline is revolutionary, and his references are metatextural.

Compared to the tonally conservative Spanish stuff Andrés Segovia was touring on at the time, Benjamin Britten’s Nocturnal after John Dowland was a game changer. And when Julian Bream recorded the piece alongside works by Frank Martin, Reginald Smith Brindle, and Hans Werner Henze on the 1967 RCA release titled 20th Century Guitar, it was clear to Dorothy and everybody else that we weren’t in Kansas anymore.

VARIATION 2: Julian Bream, A Lifestyle Brand

20th Century Guitar pulled off another trick that Julian Bream somehow repeated often throughout his long career: the album was a critical success that actually sold units. That one-two punch bought Bream precious autonomy with his record label, RCA. Careful to avoid getting pigeonholed, Bream’s recorded output strikes a balance between two impulses. On one side, projects devoted to documenting the major works in the guitar repertoire — Villa-Lobos, Sor, Giuliani, Tárrega, Bach, Albéniz. On the other, commissions and dedications that push at the extremes of the guitar’s expressive capacity, like Hans Werner Henze’s Royal Winter Music and Peter Maxwell Davies’ Hill Runes.

Throw in the lute projects, concerti, chamber music, his duo with John Williams, and there are well over 50 commercial albums bearing Julian Bream’s name, and that’s before we start counting the box sets and compilations.

My favorite period of Bream’s output began in the 1970s and continued uninterrupted until a serious elbow injury set him back in July of 1984. I hold this period up as the gold standard of productivity and sustained creative effort for any classical guitarist in the recorded age. A woefully incomplete listing of Bream albums during this period includes Romantic Guitar, Julian Bream Plays Villa-Lobos, Together and Together Again (with John Williams), The Woods So Wild, and Julian Bream ‘70s, which includes the first-ever recording of William Walton’s Five Bagatelles.

Bream could certainly have commuted to London and rented out, say, Abbey Road or Air Studios for his solo recordings. And it’s likely a series of studio albums would have resulted in a commercially viable product. Bream had the backing of the classical music establishment — professional management, publicity teams, and the RCA Red Seal brand supporting his efforts.

Yet the majority of Bream’s solo records were produced about a mile from his home at Wardour Chapel in Wiltshire. As someone who prefers to make records in a converted dairy barn — one with gorgeous high ceilings and natural wood surfaces, but unfortunately located in the middle of a municipal public garden — I imagine Bream and his team were obliged to contend with the occasional nuisance of working in a drafty, semi-public environment. You can hear doors closing and creaking, along with gusts and changes in air pressure throughout those recordings. To me, those are features, not bugs. James Burnett was Bream’s longtime producer, and John W. Bower was his intrepid audio engineer. Bream often used guitars made by José Romanillos, who conveniently maintained a workshop right down the road. What makes these records unique is the coziness of the whole operation. The same producer, the same engineer, the same luthier down the road, all working with Bream in a chapel about a mile from his house.

Speaking of the Bream house, it’s called Broad Oak. It’s a Georgian farmhouse in the village of Semley, just up the road from the churchyard where we started this dispatch. Broad Oak has twelve bedrooms and two reception rooms, and Bream had four extensions and a number of renovations made to the house. There are thirty acres of woods and an elaborate garden that Bream maintained with such fastidiousness that he planned his tour schedule around the gardening season.

Broad Oak was a big part of Bream’s life. It gets a full chapter in Tony Palmer’s book about Bream, A Life on the Road. Broad Oak is featured prominently in the1976 BBC documentary A Life in the Country, and again in his 2006 retirement celebration, My Life in Music, where Bream also introduced his dog, Django, to the audience.

Broad Oak was the epicenter of what we might today call a lifestyle brand. Bream cultivated a public/private persona as an English country gentleman, ostensibly as a foil to his relentless professional ambitions. Bream’s bread and butter was a grinding concert tour schedule.

His first public appearance was on February 17, 1946, at the Cheltenham Art Gallery, when he was 12 years old. His first tour of England in 1951 included his London debut at Wigmore Hall — five years to the day after that first public appearance at Cheltenham.

Once he got started, Bream toured consistently until his final concert on May 6th, 2002, just shy of his 69th birthday. In case you’re counting, that’s over five decades of planes, trains, and automobiles. Of delayed flights, flat tires, and road food. Concert promoters, lighting inspections, and contract negotiations. Television appearances and photo shoots. Off the road, it was more practice for the next tour, and always a new recording to plan. We haven’t even covered the many editions and publications Bream edited. I’m exhausted just writing about Bream’s productivity. No wonder the guy loved his garden so much.

VARIATION 3: The Julian Bream Reader, Where Do You Start?

If you’re still with me, you’re either already a fan, or I’ve managed to convince you that the stuffy old British guy with a combover is indeed worth a second look. If that’s the case, you’re probably looking at Bream’s Spotify or Discogs profile and wondering where the hell to start.

In the spirit of a proud and true podcast host, I now present to you my highly biased listening and reading recommendations, offered here without a shred of scholarly objectivity, to be consumed exclusively for entertainment purposes or, inadvisably, to be used as fodder for the next online argument you intend to pick with someone you’ve never met but have already determined is your intellectual inferior:

First, for the most concentrated form of Julian Bream at his Julian Breamiest, I suggest a trio platter of the following albums, to be listened to in order:

1. Together, with Julian Bream and John Williams. This is fun, lighthearted Bream alongside his dear friend who just happens to be one of the great guitarists of the modern age. Their program is virtuosic, but doesn’t skimp on substance. First released in 1972, it’s fun for the whole family.

2. The Woods So Wild. Solo Renaissance lute music from Da Milano to Dowland to Byrd. This is 1970s-era Early Music, not bogged down with scholarly dryness or preachy expressions of historical authenticity, just a bunch of fun lute music played beautifully.

3. Dedication. Buckle up, kids, this is Julian Bream in his new music nastiness. Released in 1984, Dedication features Hans Werner Henze’s first sonata on Shakespearean characters titled Royal Winter Music, Richard Rodney Bennett’s post-tonal masterpiece, Five Impromptus, Peter Maxwell Davies’ finger-buster Hill Runes, and pretty much the only piece on the album that your mom will listen to, William Walton’s Five Bagatelles.

From there, I recommend reading Tony Palmer’s often-hilarious, sometimes poignant, and not too stringently fact-checked Julian Bream: A Life on the Road. It’s Bream in his own words, getting lost in Rome traffic, smoking, drinking, and eating his way through touring life in the early 80s. This is Bream in apex storyteller mode.

Once you’ve made your way through A Life on the Road, I’d hit the big recording projects like 20th Century Guitar, and the collaborations Music for Voice and Guitar with Peter Pears, and the Julian Bream Consort’s An Evening of Elizabethan Music. If you can add one more, I’d go with The Music of Spain, Volume 5, Julian Bream Plays Granados and Albéniz.

So now you’re ready for the cold, hard facts. Two essential, well-researched, and decidedly non-commercial books about Julian Bream are Graham Wade’s The Art of Julian Bream and Stuart Button’s Julian Bream: the Foundations of a Musical Career.

VARIATION 4: Further Reading: Julian Bream: A Life on the Road Live Book Club

Congratulations on making it this far, fellow member of the Julian Bream fan club! Feel free to mingle; there are a lot of us here. Matthew McAllister and I will host a live book club event on Matthew’s YouTube channel, Gallery of Guitar, to discuss Tony Palmer’s Julian Bream: A Life on the Road. We’d love to have you join the discussion. If you’re listening in July or August 2026, the event will be on Saturday, August 8th, at 4 pm Eastern Time and 9 pm in the UK. Go to Classical Guitar Dispatch on Substack or Gallery of Guitar on YouTube for links and further information.

CODA

That’s all for today’s Classical Guitar Dispatch. The last two episodes of the summer will be a career retrospective of the Los Angeles Guitar Quartet, featuring interviews with past and current members. As I mentioned at the top of the show, securing music permissions for podcasts is tricky. If it’s not too cost-prohibitive, I hope to have licensing sorted for the LAGQ shows, so bear with me while I wade through the legal kerfuffle.

To keep up with my performances and compositions, follow me on Instagram, YouTube, and TikTok at @matthewccochran. Classical Guitar Dispatch is written and produced by yours truly. Theme music written by Matthew Cochran, performed by Cochran & McAllister on their album Pale Blue Dot, and used by permission. Thanks so much for listening, and we’ll talk soon.

-Matthew

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