BWV 1052 is known today as Bach’s Concerto 
                  for Harpsichord and Strings though it may very well have originated 
                  as a Violin Concerto. An earlier speculative reconstruction 
                  was undertaken by none other than Ferdinand David in 1837 but 
                  this newer one is by the soloist Kerstin Linder-Dewan. It is 
                  perfectly idiomatic and a generally convincing undertaking with 
                  solo and tutti integration well managed. Throughout she plays 
                  with considerable style and understanding and none of the usual 
                  troubling doubts cling to a performance that emerges independent 
                  of its more accustomed context. Metronome have given us a mixed 
                  concert recital here and include the A minor Sinfonia of the 
                  Bohemian, Zelenka, who was so admired by Bach that he instructed 
                  his eldest son W.F. to copy out Zelenka’s Magnificat in D – 
                  and to learn from the experience. It is assuredly Vivaldian 
                  in impress but is a buoyant work in five movements. The notes 
                  speak of the Aria da Capriccio as possessing a bleakness 
                  similar to Bohemia’s mountain regions – not something I can 
                  say I noticed – and drawing on some geographical parallel with 
                  the slow movement of Dvorak’s Cello Concerto (not a wise comparison 
                  really). The recording ends with some spectacular trumpet playing 
                  by David Staff in the Brandenburg Concerto. Rather magnificently 
                  he modifies dynamics even as he sears the ear with his playing 
                  – and it’s probably, with no disrespect to Linder-Dewan’s accomplishments, 
                  the highlight of the disc. Fiori Musicali are a fresh and crisp 
                  little ensemble of six violins, two violas, two cellos and a 
                  double bass and allied instrumentation. They are imaginative, 
                  listening musicians if sometimes a little frail and prone to 
                  untidiness that would have been lessened with more rehearsal 
                  time. Stationers’ Hall has a most appropriate acoustic and never 
                  muddies the line. A disc of some pleasures it is assuredly worth 
                  investigating for the reconstruction and the enviably assured 
                  trumpeting of David Staff. 
                
 
                
                
 Jonathan Woolf