“wistful settings […] in a lyrical arioso recitative, but always accessible, postmodernist style.”
“impressively immediate, thoroughly captivating […] an enthralling score”
“atmospheric […] a moving elegy”
"a sonic feast"
". . . moments of sheer beauty . . . Suckling's on to a winner with this work, for that there is no doubt."
"every note counts . . . exquisitely orchestrated . . . intimate and engaging"
"genuine miniature gems"
"bewitching"
"shining chords and flutes fizzing into the stratosphere"
". . . a treat . . . like a Tuvan throat singer in places . . . an awesome sound . . . there were moments when hairs on the back of the neck tingled with delight"
"...the concert’s true highlight, the understated but tremendously effective Nocturne by Scottish composer Martin Suckling, piquant with spicy microtones, heavily perfumed, and given a spellbinding, assured performance, under appropriately dimmed lights, by Morton and Lawrance. Beguiling stuff."
". . . absorbing . . . has an aura that lingers after the final bars."
"...a brief, finely-crafted piece in which lines unwind in sinewy unison until the violin drifts off as if in a dream."
". . . a mesmerising piece."
"...almost Ravellian in their innocence and intimacy..."
"The 32-year-old Glaswegian writes with an astonishingly clear hand. He cuts to the point, illuminates contrast like a chiaroscuro painting and doesn't hide behind clutter."
"...a work of rich, almost decadent lyricism..."
"...sublimely conceived mini-masterpieces..."
". . . a skein of beguiling sonorities"
"...an exhilarating essay in orchestral energy and colour..."