Cyprien Katsaris began his own label, Piano 21, back in 2001 
                  and it has advanced rapidly. This is, for example, the seventh 
                  instalment in his Mozart Concerto series and his archive continues 
                  to generate discs at an almost industrial rate of productivity.
                   
                  All the Mozart Concertos were recorded live with the Salzburg 
                  Chamber Philharmonic Orchestra directed by Yoon Kuk Lee. Both 
                  conductor and soloist are of one mind in the course of the two 
                  concertos, and the Rondo, presented in this particular instalment. 
                  The orchestra is imaginative, full of style, and well blended. 
                  My occasional feeling that there was a lack of string weight 
                  was often, but not always, confounded by a well rounded tutti. 
                  One feature of the series as a whole has been Katsaris’ interest 
                  in presenting variant cadenzas. In the case of the B flat major 
                  he performs both of Mozart’s in their rightful place, but in 
                  the much earlier work he adds, separately tracked, an extra 
                  cadenza for each movement (three in all, therefore) — two are 
                  ‘B’ variants by Mozart but one, for the finale, is by Katsaris 
                  himself.
                   
                  Naturally this would be of some interest, but not overwhelmingly 
                  so, if the performances were sluggish or stiff. Fortunately 
                  they are nothing of the kind. They may not have the kind of 
                  aura generated by, say, Curzon or Fischer in their Mozart recordings, 
                  but then the aesthetic approach is different. The B flat major 
                  shows how Katsaris plays with warmth but without a rococo quality, 
                  or crystalline brilliance. He remains communicative at all times. 
                  The strings of the orchestra vary and increase their bow pressure 
                  sensitively in the slow movement and in the finale the horns 
                  are rightly given their head though equally rightly not allowed 
                  to obscure detail. The finale’s cadenza is played with a flourish, 
                  but with control.
                   
                  The D major concerto was written eighteen years earlier, when 
                  Mozart was 17. It’s an excitingly verbose work, with dramatic 
                  passagework and Alberti basses to the fore. It’s also a work 
                  of self-confidence and velocity, played here with exciting vibrancy. 
                  The slow movement is richly moulded but not indulged, whilst 
                  the finale returns to the dynamism of the opening, including 
                  fugal passages, imitative phrases and a real sense of brio. 
                  Applause is cut short by Katsaris’ own cadenza for the finale. 
                  I’m not wholly sure whether this is how he played it at the 
                  concert — he’s something of a maverick on occasion, and I wouldn’t 
                  put it past him — or whether this has been spliced in. The other 
                  two cadenzas reveal Mozart’s alternative thoughts on the first 
                  two movement’s cadenzas and they all provide plenty of interest.
                   
                  The Rondo is rollicking good fun but the Adagio section reveals 
                  Katsaris’ humanity and sensitivity. The ‘B’ cadenza, written 
                  by Mozart, is also included.
                   
                  A recommendation for this particular coupling depends really 
                  on the conjoining of early and late concertos and the addition 
                  of those cadenzas. But with an exceptionally quiet audience, 
                  a feeling of collegiate interplay, and warm-hearted performances, 
                  Katsaris’s take should not be overlooked.
                   
                  Jonathan Woolf