The Francophile muse hovers benignly over this selection, the 
                  third such from Pristine Audio to celebrate the hitherto shrouded 
                  discographic career of the ‘Parsifal ban’-busting 
                  Alfred Hertz (Vol. 
                  1; Vol. 
                  2). The combustible, ample girthed and heavily bearded Teuton 
                  forged a successful career on the West Coast of America and 
                  as this surprisingly effective series of discs has shown us, 
                  we underestimate men like Hertz, like Landon Ronald, like Piero 
                  Coppola, and others of their ilk at our peril, and to our loss. 
                  So a brief bravo to the team responsible for resurrecting recordings 
                  that might not have seemed to be especially viable commercially 
                  - and who have, in addition, constructed intelligent, non-chronological 
                  retrospectives. 
                    
                  The Fra Diavolo overture was recorded in January 1925 
                  in Oakland. It’s a decent sounding late acoustic. The 
                  percussion is audible, so too, necessarily, the brass reinforcements. 
                  Reduced through the orchestra’s complement was, they still 
                  put on a good show and the pert and insinuating music comes 
                  across well, the characteristic quality of the SF’s winds 
                  clearly heard, and so too the trumpet principal. One week later 
                  they were back in the studio recording the overture to Massenet’s 
                  Phèdre,a quite dramatic and nuanced reading 
                  with the wind/pizzicato episode attended to as well as one could 
                  wish under the acoustic process. Unusually for Hertz these two 
                  sides were both first takes. Three years later these forces 
                  recorded the overture again but this time electrically. Pristine 
                  has juxtaposed the performances so one can slip from the acoustic, 
                  to which one’s ears soon attune, to the electric where 
                  they’re forced to re-evaluate everything they’ve 
                  heard in the light of the immense technical advances wrought 
                  by the microphone. What was black and white becomes, in comparative 
                  terms, colour. The immediacy and trenchancy of the sound offers 
                  a fine perspective for those unfamiliar with the changes in 
                  the mid-1920s. 
                    
                  Lighter music follows. It’s not altogether surprising 
                  that they needed four takes to deal with the tricky rhythms 
                  of Delibes’s Dance of the Automatons and Waltz 
                  from Coppélia. Players need to be good counters 
                  for this. Equally winsome is the Sylvia pairing, frothy 
                  stuff, but engaging. Well characterised, the Gounod Funeral 
                  March of a Marionette has admirable frequency response, 
                  a situation clearly helped by the recording location - the Columbia 
                  Theatre in San Francisco. Picture postcard depictions of Spain 
                  follow via Massenet’s charming ballet music to Le Cid. 
                  This was recorded in February 1928 and issued in a three disc 
                  Victor album. One can flit about these geographic sketches, 
                  none too serious, and enjoy the vibrant drive of Castillane, 
                  the lilt and insinuating charm of Andalouse, or the 
                  swaying, festive blandishments of Aragonaise. Should 
                  these tire you, there’s always pert little Aubade, 
                  grandiloquent and sultry Catalane, the curvaceous allure 
                  and feminine charms of Madrilène and the bold, 
                  masculine Navarraise. In spite of myself I was rather 
                  surprised by Hertz’s idiomatic handling of these brief 
                  and colourful studies. 
                    
                  This is an excellently realised disc; well prepared and transferred, 
                  and securely programmed. It’s also good fun, and musically 
                  satisfying. 
                    
                  Jonathan Woolf