These two soloists were new to me, though they seem to have made 
            a number of discs for the Belgium-based Talent Records, including 
            the Brahms sonatas for their respective instruments. So it was perhaps 
            a natural next step to pair them for the Brahms Double Concerto. To 
            include the Brahms Violin Concerto, ask JoAnn Falletta to conduct, 
            and ask all three women to Prague to record with the Czech Philharmonic 
            in its own hall, was all to the good. The result is a successful issue 
            of what has become a popular and logical CD coupling – Japanese 
            violinist, Belgian cellist, American conductor and Czech players all 
            serve the music of the great North German extremely well. I don’t 
            know what language they used in rehearsal, but they certainly all 
            speak fluent Brahms.
            
            The disc opens with Op. 77, and thus with the greatest single movement 
            ever written for solo violin and orchestra; no arguments please, though 
            I accept that Elgar’s opening movement got close thirty years 
            later. Falletta’s steady tempo is just right, and the opening 
            on unison violas, cellos, bassoons and horns – what a glowing 
            Brahmsian combination – suitably sonorous in the Rudolfinum’s 
            tricky acoustic. Horigome’s commanding solo entry instantly 
            gives confidence that we are in good hands, and so it proves throughout, 
            a couple of moments of off-centre intonation merely part of the passionate 
            attack she brings to the big moments. There is an unaffected naturalness 
            to her phrasing, and no undue slowing down for the lyrical highpoints. 
            In this she is well served by Falletta, who is more than a mere accompanist, 
            and keeps the music moving forward and even brings a sweeping epic 
            quality at times. On this evidence the current vintage of Czech Philharmonic 
            players is a very impressive group. The oboe-led wind choir are enchanting 
            in the long opening melody of the adagio, and there is plenty 
            of Hungarian fire in the finale – allegro giocoso 
            indeed. Hanslick once observed that “Brahms cannot exult”. 
            Did he know this movement, or the finale of the Second Symphony?
            
            The abrupt opening phrase of the Double Concerto is strikingly imperious, 
            aided by the spacious headroom of the acoustic, that extra reverberation 
            briefly invading and colouring the pauses. The cellist Viviane Spanoghe 
            proves an ideal partner, matching Horigome’s virtuosity in those 
            passages where the two soloists challenge each other in dexterity. 
            Her warm cello tone is very appealing in her solos and she blends 
            well when required. The andante has the right mixture of passion and 
            power, and again is kept moving along. The finale has snappy high-stepping 
            rhythms from Falletta, and there is more fine wind detail from her 
            players, a feature of the disc throughout.
            
            Overall the interpretations of both concertos here are broadly traditional 
            without being merely conventional. Some favourite details of the score 
            might go missing, but then there are new insights too, suggesting 
            soloists and conductor did not take long familiar joint interpretations 
            into the recording process, but took a fresh look at these works.
            
            The recording is quite good enough, if hardly 2015’s state-of-the 
            art. There is plenty of orchestral detail, and the soloists are balanced 
            more in a concert hall relationship to the orchestra, rather than 
            given the spotlit close-up of an earlier age. Anyone familiar with 
            Supraphon’s orchestral discs made in this hall will know what 
            to expect – a combination of roomy resonance with a slight hardness 
            and congestion in tuttis. At least it all sounds natural, placing 
            real musicians in a real space.
            
            There is plenty of current competition in this coupling, including 
            three from DG; Mutter/Meneses/Karajan from the 1980s, Shaham/Wang/Abbado 
            from 2002, and Repin/Mörk/Chailly 
            from 2007. Also from 2007 there is the Pentatone SACD from Fischer/Müller-Schott/Kreizberg, 
            but our MWI critic took severely against the violinist’s approach. 
            That one and the Chailly have the finest sound however. Also worth 
            considering is the Teldec 1997 coupling from Kremer/Hagen/Harnoncourt. 
            On the other hand you could follow Rob Barnett way back to the 1970s 
            and Stern/Rose/Ormandy on Sony 
            – great performances of both works, though you will have to 
            share Rob’s delight in the recording aesthetic of that era. 
            Also in the grandest performance tradition are the famous 1970 EMI 
            versions from Oistrakh/Rostropovich/Szell. A 2012 SACD re-mastering 
            of that added the Richter/Oistrakh/Rostropovich/Karajan Beethoven 
            triple concerto, though without greatly improving the sound. 
            Still older versions resurface from time to time in this coupling 
            – Heifetz and Piatigorsky is still on RCA, 
            and Heifetz and Feuermann from the 1930s once appeared on Biddulph 
            – that really did get you closer to the Joachim era and its 
            performance style. If you don’t need to couple the concertos 
            on one CD, then the choice becomes vast, especially in the solo concerto.
            
            This version, if not quite recalling the legends named above, at the 
            very least can take its place as a satisfying recording of these great 
            works, and with something fresh to say about them both.
            
            Roy Westbrook