‘– a real highlight of the season - miniature, economical with resources, but perfectly judged –
The piece was as contained as the emotions to which it related - not dramatic high tragedy but a sort of washed-out pain, with simple lyrical keening tones high up the solo instruments, like wires stretching towards breaking, then relaxing and fading.  Molto espressivo, beautifully imagined contemplative music, with a burden of stronger melodic definition left finally to the cello before the lead violin drew together some sweet cadential decoration and the whole group gathered together, settled, poised, and faded.’
The Guardian (UK) (Tom Sutcliffe), 15 August 1992 

‘Sculthorpe must be overdue to start reappearing in European programmes.  No doubt his music has seemed too lush and approachable for critical correctness here, but times have caught up and this distinctive voice from Australia ought now to be commanding the same attention as his equally engaging American contemporaries.’
The Independent (UK) (Robert Maycock), 14 August 1992