In their recital at the Coolidge Auditorium of The 
          Library of Congress on 4th April 1952 the Budapest Quartet 
          and Artur Balsam programmed an all Rachmaninoff programme. The Quartet 
          disinterred the two incomplete apprentice quartets – both in two movements 
          only, in the edition by Dobrokhotov and Kirkor – and added the Op 9 
          Trio with Balsam. All these are early works, the Quartets dating from 
          1889 and 1896 and the Trio from 1893, though it was substantially revised 
          in 1907 and again during 1917. 
        
 
        
The 1952 line-up of the Quartet was Joseph Roisman, 
          Jac Gorodetzky, Boris Kroyt and Mischa Schneider. Gorodetzky, though 
          Russian like the others, came from a different musical background inasmuch 
          as he was from the Franco-Belgian school and had been the second violin 
          of the Guilet Quartet, distinguished exponents of the repertoire and 
          one of France’s best pre-War Quartets. As Alexander Schneider always 
          maintained, despite their Russian birth the Budapest considered themselves 
          essentially Germanically trained and so the French orientated Gorodetzky, 
          who replaced Edgar Ortenberg, contributed an admixture of lightness 
          and flexibility to the quartet’s texture. 
        
 
        
The then seldom-performed Quartets (much less so even 
          than now) emerge well from these performances. The First opens replete 
          with more than a whiff of the Budapest’s occasional perfumed style and 
          Boris Kroyt, whose viola has a substantial and prominent place in the 
          ensemble, begins a little hoarsely, though this is exacerbated by the 
          rather clinical acoustic of the Coolidge Auditorium. The second movement, 
          a Scherzo, opens in boldly confident style, with a second subject pizzicato-led 
          and of moderate gravity, well-played and wittily done. All the works 
          on the disc owe a huge and unignorable debt to Tchaikovsky and this 
          one more than most. The Second Quartet shows a somewhat greater weight 
          of melodic inspiration, its slow second movement being especially intriguing. 
          It has a sepulchral Passacaglia like form which gains inexorably in 
          emotive power throughout its ten minute length and the eventual return 
          to the saturnine opening is well-judged by the players with just the 
          right weight of withdrawn tone. 
        
 
        
The Trio features Joseph Roisman, Mischa Schneider 
          and Artur Balsam. I like the rise and fall of Balsam’s strong chording 
          in the first movement and even the rather slithery string playing at 
          5.00 – it’s excitingly done. Balsam plays the passage from 7.02 onwards 
          with true singing tone with underpinning by the strings and the playing 
          generally is marked by metrical flexibility. Roisman and Scheider exchange 
          phrases at 17.00 onwards with masterly understanding and tonal blend. 
          In the Quasi variazioni second movement, which are based on The Rock, 
          a flowing tempo is accompanied by an expressive profile – this is Rachmaninoff’s 
          tribute to Tchaikovsky who had been so impressed by The Rock that he 
          offered to conduct the first performance and in the avowed tradition 
          of Tchaikovsky’s own elegiac trio, itself dedicated to Nikolai Rubinstein. 
          In the finale Balsam is incendiary – even banging at 4.20, a feature 
          doubtless magnified by the dry recording – but his dynamics are good 
          and the string players though not always watertight of ensemble make 
          a fine showing especially in the explicitly Tchaikovskian draining away 
          ending to the work. 
        
 
        
The lack of bloom of the Coolidge Auditorium is a simple 
          fact of acoustic life - admires of the Quartet won’t hesitate to acquire 
          these performances despite the unflattering nature of the sound – because 
          discographically these are tremendously interesting additions to the 
          Budapest’s corpus of surviving works. Notes are by the perceptive if 
          here slightly non-committal Harris Goldsmith. 
        
 
        
        Jonathan Woolf