As I write this review in August 2009 this recording is just 
                  under two months short of being sixty-two years old. Had I listened 
                  to this amazing transfer by Andrew Rose without knowing that 
                  I would never have believed it possible. The recording sounds 
                  as if it had been set down perhaps in the 1960s. 
                  
                  This is, quite simply, one of the best transfers of an historical 
                  issue - which I define as being over fifty years old - that 
                  I can ever recall hearing. The sound is bright and clear, without 
                  ever being harsh. There's a satisfying degree of front-to-back 
                  perspective. The piano is truthfully reported, quite well forward 
                  in the aural picture, though not excessively so. Only very occasionally 
                  - say in the slightly thin oboe tone - does the recording betray 
                  its age. The dynamic range of the recording is good and there's 
                  no distortion. I presume some filtering of surface noise has 
                  taken place - there's almost no hiss, even when listening 
                  through headphones - but any such intervention has not been 
                  to the detriment of the music or its sonic reproduction. All 
                  in all, this is a significant achievement. In praising the transfer 
                  one must not overlook the skilled work of the post-War HMV engineers 
                  who captured the original recording. 
                  
                  This recording was originally issued by HMV on 78s but I don't 
                  know if it has made it onto CD - or even LP - before. I read 
                  on the Pristine website that the transfer has been made from 
                  'a good, clean near-mint set of 78s'. The same note 
                  very honestly says that 'side joins are seamless - the only 
                  possible giveaway is an occasional hint of end-of-side distortion 
                  and treble roll-off.' Well, you'll have to have more 
                  acute hearing than I possess to spot those instances. 
                  
                  I'm not sure I can be quite so enthusiastic about the performance, 
                  good though it is in many ways. Pristine reproduce an enthusiastic 
                  review from the October 1949 issue of Gramophone by LS (Lionel 
                  Salter?) which concludes thus: 'So far as I am concerned, 
                  nobody need bother to record this concerto again: this performance 
                  is it!' Fortunately other pianists did record the 
                  concerto subsequently and, in my humble opinion, have offered 
                  different perspectives to that of Rubinstein and Beecham. 
                  
                  I think I'd describe the performance overall as direct. 
                  That's certainly how Rubinstein's delivery of the opening 
                  piano solo sounds to me. There's not the same degree of 
                  poetry and thoughtfulness in this short phrase that one finds 
                  with, say, Solomon in 1952 (EMI 7243 5 65503 2) or Gilels in 
                  1957 (Testament SBT 1095). The more philosophical and lyrical 
                  view taken by these two pianists - and their respective conductors 
                  - and emulated by other artists since, is more to my taste in 
                  this, my favourite among the Beethoven piano concertos. Rubinstein's 
                  way with the opening solo is a fair harbinger of his style throughout 
                  the movement. He plays with clarity, objectivity and no little 
                  energy. 
                  
                  Beecham echoes his soloist's direct, even urgent approach 
                  throughout this movement - conducting very well and obtaining 
                  playing of great vitality from his recently established orchestra. 
                  Though I prefer a more reflective approach in this movement 
                  and in the work as a whole, the freshness of the performance 
                  by both soloist and orchestra is undeniably appealing. The very 
                  directness of the music-making is something that may well attract 
                  many collectors. 
                  
                  The noble slow movement is very well handled, Rubinstein's 
                  limpid playing subduing the orchestra. The finale is excellent. 
                  The reading has verve and drive. Occasionally I feared Rubinstein's 
                  fingers might run away with him but all is well and a feeling 
                  of exhilaration pervades the proceedings. Beecham conducts with 
                  élan and the movement ends, with great brio, 
                  in an exultant dash for the finishing line. 
                  
                  I should mention the cadenzas used by Rubinstein. I'd never 
                  heard them before though I noted while listening that they sounded 
                  very romantic and anachronistic. It was only subsequently that 
                  I learned from the Pristine website that the cadenzas are by 
                  Saint-Saëns. The one used in the finale need not detain 
                  us long; it's short and quite succinct. The first movement 
                  cadenza is another matter, however. It's a fairly extended 
                  examination of the movement's thematic material, which lasts 
                  for just over three minutes (from 12:55 to 16:00) but seems 
                  rather longer. To be honest it's out of scale, both in terms 
                  of length and style. Personally I regret Rubinstein's choice 
                  of what is something of a curiosity.
                So I have some reservations about the performance but I'm 
                  glad to have added it to my collection. Rubinstein's legion 
                  of admirers will most certainly want to hear it. And though 
                  technological advances will no doubt continue it seems inconceivable 
                  that we will ever hear it in better sound than this splendid 
                  Pristine Audio offering. 
                  
                  John Quinn