The Warsaw Philharmonic 
                is releasing some intriguing performances 
                from its archive and I shall be reviewing 
                some of them in due course. The first 
                to hand is a Rowicki-led duo, the first 
                a muscular but controlled Coriolan overture 
                from 1954 – in decent sound – and the 
                second, the core, a Violin Concerto 
                with guest Isaac Stern recorded in June 
                1966. As an accompanist on record Rowicki 
                is best known for his many discs with 
                his compatriot Wanda Wilkomirska and 
                for a well-judged Rachmaninov Three 
                with Malcuzynski but it’s good to hear 
                him with Stern; he proves an astute 
                foil. 
              
 
              
Stern had recorded 
                the Beethoven in New York with Bernstein 
                in 1959 and was to do so again with 
                the same orchestra under Barenboim in 
                1975. The Warsaw performance is full 
                of his charismatic strengths in this 
                work and full, too, of his unusual perception 
                in matters of architecture and construction. 
                In this he had few international peers; 
                with Stern the development, inter-relation 
                and fluidity of the work emerge with 
                remarkable logic. The sense that some 
                violinists cultivate here, of a supremely 
                lyrical second movement ultimately unrelated 
                to the surrounding ones never appears 
                with Stern. He has a gimlet eye for 
                structure. The Warsaw recording is rather 
                cold sounding – the timpani taps are 
                dead and hollow and there’s something 
                of a big echo once we are underway but 
                the audience is commendably quiet. Stern 
                is powerful in the opening movement, 
                utilising some intense fingertip vibrato 
                and expressive diminuendi to heighten 
                feeling – but there are few slides to 
                speak of. In the slow movement the clarinet 
                is very much to the fore and there is 
                as a result an interesting ensemble 
                perspective, if not an especially natural 
                one. Stern’s playing here is masculine 
                and somewhat aloof – the opposite of 
                the reposeful generosities of more feminine 
                interpreters – very different from say 
                Francescatti’s insinuating sweetness. 
                A problem is that the recording tends 
                to make him sound simply too loud, as 
                if he is consistently over projecting. 
                There is also a very bad if small patch 
                of tape wow (I’m not sure if the similar 
                problem at the end of the first movement 
                is Stern playing momentarily flat or 
                tape wow – I suspect the latter). There’s 
                drama without self-consciousness in 
                the finale and a strongly leonine cadenza 
                that exploits all Stern’s considerable 
                flair. 
              
 
              
So this is a useful 
                adjunct to Stern’s commercial discography. 
                I wouldn’t recommend it above the known 
                recordings and those imperfections I’ve 
                noted above may prove troublesome but 
                Stern always had strong and important 
                things to say in this repertoire. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf