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             Jean SIBELIUS (1865-1957) 
              Violin Concerto in D minor, Op. 47 (1905) [32:07]  
              Humoresque No. 1 in D minor, Op. 87, No. 1 (1917) [3:40]  
              Humoresque No. 2 in D major, Op. 87, No. 2 (1917) [2:08]  
              Humoresque No. 5 in E flat major, Op. 89, No. 3 (1917) [3:48] 
              Sergei PROKOFIEV (1891-1953) 
              Violin Concerto. No. 1 in D major, Op. 19 (1917) [22 :08]  
                
              Vilde Frang (violin)  
              WDR Sinfonieorchester Köln/Thomas Søndergård 
              rec. Rhein-Sieg-Halle, Siegburg, Germany, 11-13 March 2009. DDD 
               
                
              EMI CLASSICS 6 84413 2  [63:56]   
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                Sibelius’s concerto steals in on the listener here, the soloist’s 
                  disembodied tone at the outset only gradually opening out to 
                  something close to what the score demands. It’s a surprising 
                  but totally convincing effect, and a sign of what is to come. 
                  This is in fact a highly individual reading, and time and again 
                  I found myself hearing details as if for the first time. The 
                  thought that I have been enjoying and studying this work for 
                  over thirty years, yet the soloist is only in her very early 
                  twenties is a sobering one. There are moments of near-miraculous 
                  stillness here in the first movement, and these too seem totally 
                  right, making one wonder why one has never heard them played 
                  like that before. The more muscular passages, on the other hand, 
                  are dispatched with remarkable power and conviction. The slow 
                  movement is marvellously done, the almost unbearable erotic 
                  charge of the second big climax equalled only on disc, in my 
                  experience, by Cho-Liang 
                  Lin in 1987. Frang really tucks into the opening of the 
                  finale, and the rest of the movement is dispatched with stunning 
                  virtuosity. The coda is as thrilling as I have ever heard it. 
                   
                   
                  Several very fine recorded performances of this glorious work 
                  have appeared recently. I was particularly impressed by those 
                  from Hilary Hahn (sadly not reviewed here – DG 000289 477 7346 
                  7, March 2008) and Lisa Batiashvili (Sony), 
                  both, by the way, indispensable also because of their couplings, 
                  Schoenberg in the former case, Magnus Lindberg in the latter. 
                  Of less recent performances I also like very much that by Tasmin 
                  Little and Vernon Handley, generously coupled with the Brahms 
                  concerto and last seen on Classics for Pleasure (at first EMI 
                  Eminence in 1993 CD-EMX 2203).  
                   
                  The new performance now joins this very select group, its very 
                  individual character perhaps just ensuring a top place alongside 
                  Lin, this last a more conventional performance, but one in a 
                  class of its own.  
                   
                  Vilde Frang is Norwegian, she was born in 1986, and this is 
                  her first disc. Her studies are detailed in the booklet, and 
                  no doubt the names of her teachers will mean more to violin 
                  specialists than they do to me. Her rather elfin good looks 
                  are not ignored by the EMI designers, though I have seen much 
                  more brazen promotion than this, and in any event she is certainly 
                  much easier on the eye than Sibelius himself who looks very 
                  out of sorts in his photograph. A picture of Thomas Søndergård, 
                  or at least some information about him, would have been welcome 
                  though, as his name was new to me, and he and his superb orchestra 
                  accompany the young soloist with tact and skill, whilst not 
                  failing to provide playing of great character in purely orchestral 
                  passages. The booklet is graced with an essay by David Gutman 
                  fine enough to make one wish he had been allowed a little more 
                  space.  
                   
                  I don’t know to what extent Frang was allowed free choice of 
                  programme, but in any event it is commendable that her debut 
                  recording should feature the first concerto of Prokofiev, rather 
                  than the rather more commonly encountered second – which is 
                  probably an easier listen – or indeed any other better-known 
                  concerto. The opening puts one in mind of the Sibelius, a long 
                  melody from the soloist over tremolando strings. This 
                  melody is sweetly played with rich, full tone, romantic, as 
                  it should be, but not at all cloying, and the high violin tracery 
                  which accompanies its return at the end of the movement in exquisitely 
                  done. In other passages Frang demonstrates her ability to project 
                  forthright music whilst staying well on the right side of harshness. 
                  This may well be a conscious decision, as this is a reading 
                  which emphasises the concerto’s misty, mysterious side over 
                  its more acerbic elements, and none the worse for that, in my 
                  view. This is not to say that the harsher side of things is 
                  neglected, however, as can readily be heard in the short central 
                  movement. But how subtly the soloist characterises the different 
                  elements of this movement, making of it so much more than a 
                  simple display of violin pyrotechnics. Strong characterisation 
                  continues into the finale which begins with another long melody 
                  over a ticking accompaniment, most winningly played. The twittering 
                  return of the work’s opening theme in the final pages might 
                  almost be birdsong. My favourite version of this concerto has 
                  long been that from 1975 by Kyung-Wha Chung, with Previn and 
                  the London Symphony Orchestra on Decca (last seen in Previn 
                  - A Celebration on DG 477 8114). Her view of the work is 
                  similar to Frang’s, and those who seek something more muscular 
                  might prefer Vengerov (Teldec 4509-92256) amongst others. But 
                  it is a view I find very satisfying, and henceforth I will be 
                  choosing Frang as often as I choose Chung when I want to hear 
                  this work.  
                   
                  The programme is completed by three of the six pieces for violin 
                  and orchestra that Sibelius composed in 1917 under the title 
                  Humoresque. David Gutman refers to these pieces as “shafts 
                  of pale Northern sunlight” in which “a quirky freshness subverts 
                  the salon element”. I can do no better than to add that this 
                  is music of real substance, albeit within a modest time span, 
                  and played here with delicious aplomb, it makes for a satisfying 
                  close to this superb disc.  
                   
                  William Hedley 
                see also review by Rob 
                  Barnett (March '10 Recording of the Month) 
                 
             
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