Yulian Sitkovetsky was one of the violinists for whom phrases 
                  like "jaw-dropping" were invented. His status as a near legendary 
                  figure was compounded by a tragically early death at the age 
                  of thirty-three - his nearest American parallel in that respect 
                  was Michael Rabin, his nearest European, Ossy Renardy - and 
                  also by the rarity of his discs in the West. Two labels have 
                  worked hard on his behalf, Aulos and Artek. But now we have 
                  a single contribution from Pristine Audio which conjoins one 
                  of his more problematic concerto performances, the Sibelius, 
                  with a brilliant but scrappily recorded Paganini concerto. 
                  
                  For the Sibelius. he was joined in Prague by the Czech Philharmonic 
                  under Nicolai Anosov (the father of Gennadi Rozhdestvensky), 
                  a splendid conductor I’ve had reason to praise in review 
                  here for his high class Liszt accompaniments for Ginzburg in 
                  Moscow. Here we are again - he’s splendid. We hear the 
                  soloist’s very fast vibrato, especially in the upper two 
                  strings, and that characteristic nutty sound in the middle of 
                  his register. It’s a feature of his playing that the lower 
                  strings don’t sound as quickly and seem rather less responsive. 
                  Despite the recession of the live concert acoustic the orchestra 
                  is well marshalled and any brass blare is probably an acoustic 
                  matter. Try to listen out for those Dvořákian winds 
                  - no other word will do - in the first movement and also to 
                  the dazzlingly well-played left hand work in the cadenza. Brass 
                  statements are big and bold, the performance pretty speedy and 
                  very exciting - in truth a little too much so. Despite the fact 
                  that he has always been compared with Kogan Sitkovetsky was 
                  by now very much his own player. One or two moments at the climax 
                  of the first movement suggest a Heifetz influence, and indeed 
                  he takes a Heifetz kind of tempo throughout. Another characteristic 
                  of the performance is that he often attacks from slightly under 
                  the note and this compromised intonation recurs though it’s 
                  not overly problematic if you listen through it. It’s 
                  a young man’s performance from the teaky middle voicings 
                  to the fast upper ones, and he imparts tremendous varieties 
                  of colour and characterisation in the second movement - it becomes 
                  a kaleidoscopic character study in his hands in effect. This 
                  narrative gift serves him well - the fervour is unceasing and 
                  the graph of the movement is charted with feverish intensity. 
                  Certainly some tone production in the finale can be a touch 
                  glassy but he slashes into the harmonics and drives to the final 
                  bars with panache. It’s certainly not one for patrician 
                  Sibelians or those who admire Anja Ignatius’s wartime 
                  recording but the world can encompass a wide range of readings 
                  and this is certainly one of those. 
                    
                  The Paganini was taped two years later in Moscow with an orchestra 
                  here named as the Moscow Youth Radio Symphony Orchestra, though 
                  in previous releases it was always ascribed, I believe, to the 
                  USSR State Radio Symphony Orchestra. Of one thing we’re 
                  sure; the conductor was Mark Pavermann. Sitkovetsky is brilliant 
                  in this work, though occasionally, a feeling exacerbated by 
                  the recording quality, inclined to be brusque, even rough. But 
                  he is technician of exceptional panache, a lordly exponent, 
                  held in spotlight due to the very upfront perspective. There 
                  is fire in his harmonics, and real devilment in the Campanella 
                  finale. 
                    
                  Aulos’s transfer of the Sibelius [Aulos Music AMC2-054] 
                  was taken direct from the master tapes, it appears. Artek’s 
                  transfer of the Paganini - volume 4 in their Sitkovetsky series 
                  - was not so fortunate [AR 0030-2]. Pristine Audio has gone 
                  for the Big Bertha approach, as always. This makes the dynamics 
                  in the Paganini very much more visceral and indeed dramatic 
                  than the LP - and the CD on Artek - which was a lot flatter. 
                  Graph work has bulked it up. It’s also imparted a touch 
                  more glass to the sound than the Artek. It’s horses for 
                  courses, I suppose, but in the main work, the Sibelius, I strongly 
                  prefer the Aulos. 
                    
                  Jonathan Woolf