Lamond was one of Liszt’s last pupils. The Class of 
          1885 in which he, a seventeen year old, found himself included old hands 
          such as Arthur Friedheim, Alexander Siloti and Moriz Rosenthal as well 
          as newer initiates such as Conrad Ansorge, Bernhard Stavenhagen and 
          José Vianna da Motta. Lamond studied with Liszt for one year 
          and the venerable man attended one of his final concerts in Britain 
          when he came to see his young pupil perform in London. 
        
 
        
His career was centred in central Europe; in his native 
          country he was at best equivocally received and he didn’t tour America 
          until the early 1920s. His Beethoven and Liszt were widely admired, 
          especially in Germany where he settled and he maintained a small but 
          persistent hold on the recording catalogues though not one that outlasted 
          him. Returning to Britain before the outbreak of the Second World War 
          he met with a degree of indifference, though he did perform a couple 
          of concerts as a duo with Albert Sammons, after the early death of the 
          violinist’s colleague William Murdoch. But Lamond’s career wasn’t to 
          be revived; although he made some recordings for Decca in 1941 – inevitably 
          perhaps Beethoven, the "Moonlight" and Liszt, some things 
          including a performance of the "Waldstein" remaining unissued 
          – his day was past. He died in 1948 in Stirling. 
        
 
        
Lamond has generally been thought of and remembered 
          as a stolid musician. The consensus was that his technique was adequate 
          but inclined to splinter, that he was insufficiently dramatic, that 
          he didn’t inflect the music with requisite colour; in short that he 
          was dull. I have always thought this unfair and a number of these Liszt 
          recordings – especially those from the February 1929 session when he 
          was on inspired form – go a long way to making a counter-claim of greatness. 
          The recordings here are from his HMV and Electrola sessions between 
          1919 and 1936. Invariably, given that his earliest recordings here are 
          London made acoustics there are duplications, sometimes multiple; two 
          recordings of Erlkönig, three of Gnomenreigen and a remarkable 
          four of a particular Lamond favourite, Un sospiro, dating from 1921, 
          1925, 1927 and 1936 (he even recorded it for Decca in 1941). A full 
          panoply of qualities emerge from these recordings; no hell for leather 
          dash in Erlkönig, the ending all the more inherently malign for 
          the concise and precise dynamic gradients being the more reigned in. 
          His Un sospiro of 1921 is quite exciting; certainly, as alleged, there 
          are technical shortcomings here and elsewhere and comparison with the 
          1925 early electric version does show a slaking of excitement – the 
          tempo is considerably slower and the rubato more obviously applied. 
          There again by 1927, the time of his next recording of it – clearly 
          as Bryan Crimp’s note suggests the 1925 version was considered expendable 
          – there is much greater inflection, the rubato less jaggedly indulged, 
          the performance entirely improved from the unsatisfactory earlier version. 
          Lamond’s playing was by no means static therefore; his interpretations 
          could change given changed circumstances, such as the nature of the 
          recording or its location. Whatever happened in February 1929 he was 
          on regal – not invincible, just superb – form when he went to the Small 
          Queen’s Hall to set down a series of discs. This is where I suggest 
          you look in this particular disc for something of Lamond’s greatness. 
          The Cujus Animam derived from Rossini’s Stabat Mater is rhythmically 
          supple, wonderfully balanced, and full of colour and nuance. Immediately 
          afterwards he set to work on the Petrarch Sonnet No 104 and another 
          masterpiece – technique and mood in accord, left hand perhaps rather 
          subservient to the right but that right hand is nobly elevated and powerful. 
          He is superbly controlled and virtuosic in the Tarantella from Venezia 
          e Napoli whilst the Valse Impromptu is idiosyncratic, certainly, but 
          enjoyable. In the Tarantelle di bravura he’s not entirely confident 
          technically but the music’s outlines are crystal clear. Feux follets 
          completes a tremendous session is real style. 
        
 
        
The disc concludes with four sides made for Electrola 
          in Berlin in May 1936. There is a falling away from the 1929 gold standard. 
          Gnomenreigen is again quite slow and whilst his Waldesrauschen is beautiful 
          and sensitively done his 1936 Un sospiro is rather cool and undemonstrative. 
          APR have done Lamond proud here; I recommend the disc to doubting Lisztians 
          and refer those interested to Biddulph’s two Lamond discs. Confirmed 
          admirers will hope that an imaginative company releases Lamond’s preserved 
          BBC talk on Liszt, which is full of instructive things, and was once 
          available on a Rare Records LP. 
        
 
         
        
Jonathan Woolf