Back in 1988 - having heard a recording by Neeme 
                  Järvi of this unknown and unprinted work - I conducted the 
                  first English performance of Stenhammar’s first symphony on 
                  the South Bank - and with a youthful Tasmin Little in her first 
                  Sibelius concerto. It struck me as wonderfully Brucknerian from 
                  its six-horn start.
                  
                  Stenhammar was an iconic figure in Sweden’s musical history 
                  from the 1890s until his death. The first piano concerto is 
                  his Op.1 written in his early twenties, and inevitably showing 
                  influences upon its musical language. There’s a strong dose 
                  of Brahms laced with Chopin or Saint-Saëns in lighter passages. 
                  Its technical demands show how good a pianist he was, though 
                  by no means was he a circus trick virtuoso. It is a substantial 
                  (long) work in four movements (so too was Brahms’s second), 
                  only the infectiously skittish, Mendelssohnian scherzo disproportionately 
                  shorter than the rest of the work. I could not, nor wanted to, 
                  resist the temptation to hear it again having listened through 
                  the whole disc. The slow movement is a revelation, a beautifully 
                  lyrical essay with first signs of its Nordic origin laid out 
                  at the start in a French horn solo, the very end a magical blend 
                  of piano and the quietest controlled high and accurate string 
                  playing you’ll get to hear. The finale is by no means an anti-climax, 
                  Stenhammar has more to say in a kaleidoscope of moods ranging 
                  from scherzo-like passages (Carnival of the Animals at 
                  one point) to a beautifully simple and rather sad song of childhood 
                  love which ends in death (a song of his own as Op.8 No.1). 
                  
                  The second concerto is a more dramatic, even troubled work dating 
                  from 1909 by which time Stenhammar was an established conductor. 
                  By now Sibelius was a serious force to be reckoned with, and 
                  the already self-effacing Swede was in awe of the Finn’s second 
                  symphony, causing him to have self-doubts, even withdrawing 
                  a symphony. In this work we have an extraordinary tug of war 
                  between soloist and orchestra in the matter of key, a struggle 
                  which persists through the first two (again of four movements 
                  but presented as two conjoined pairs. The Adagio is clearly 
                  the music of a man who by now has lived and to a certain extent 
                  suffered, though Stenhammar was by now three years into his 
                  sixteen-year tenure as music director in Gothenburg from 1906 
                  to 1922. Perhaps this explains the more joyous mood of the finale 
                  in whose key (D major) both forces are happily reconciled, with 
                  a protracted coda which will not fail to thrill. 
                  
                  Conductor Andrew Manze - whose booklet essay gives a fascinating 
                  account of how the original version of the first concerto came 
                  to be rediscovered in the 1980s - makes an ideally sympathetic 
                  partnership with pianist Seta Tanyel, achieving impeccable ensemble. 
                  Both are clearly devotees of this music, with Tanyel in full 
                  command of her formidable technique and making it all sound 
                  so easy, her fast passage work amazing in its clarity, while 
                  meeting head-on Stenhammar’s demands for fistfuls of notes in 
                  each hand. Manze has convincing control of his Helsingborg forces 
                  and, apart from a moment in the woodwinds at the end of the 
                  scherzo in the first concerto, draws stylish playing from them 
                  in all departments. The sound is pin-point accurate in its balance, 
                  thanks to that fine recording engineer Sean Lewis. This is highly 
                  engaging music, with both concertos worthy of a place in the 
                  concert hall, and this disc will, I hope, help the cause. It 
                  is an outstanding achievement which more than meets Hyperion’s 
                  demandingly high standards, and which finds me wanting to extend 
                  my Stenhammar conducting repertoire beyond that revelatory First 
                  Symphony twenty-two years ago.
                  
                  Christopher Fifield
                  
                  see also review by Rob 
                  Barnett
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