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These two important 
                performances date from the years of 
                Busch’s American exile. The Beethoven 
                was never issued at the time, the violinist, 
                perhaps uniquely for one of his breed, 
                objecting that the recording had placed 
                him too far forward, a result 
                of faulty spatial separation (Busch 
                was asked to stand raised on a box for 
                the session).  
              
There are tremendous 
                qualities in the performance to which 
                I respond with genuine admiration. That 
                said it would be foolish to pretend 
                that however moving it is there are 
                not also a number of deficiencies. Busch’s 
                broken octaves sound effortful to my 
                ears and tentative; his intonation is 
                also not always secure. The sense of 
                strain that he imparts to the line - 
                and in this he is aided by his brother 
                Fritz – is arguably an architectural-expressive 
                component of his conception, but some 
                of the passagework is less than ideally 
                determined. His musical shaping in the 
                first movement from 10.00 onwards is 
                marvellously expressive however, even 
                though I find his subsequent phrasing 
                (from about 12.00) less convincing. 
              
 
              
It is in the Larghetto 
                that he really illumines the performance; 
                few can match him for rapt intensity 
                and concentratedness, inner light. No 
                one was less likely to skim over the 
                surface of the music here than Busch. 
                The finale is not the tidiest of performances 
                though it’s rugged and full of incidental 
                interest (and a little bit of orchestral 
                congestion). But Busch seems to gain 
                here in elegance and eloquence as the 
                movement develops and there’s assuredly 
                much to admire. Busch plays his own 
                – not entirely successful – cadenzas. 
                The Beethoven has appeared before. It 
                was released on a Brüder-Busch-Gesellschaft 
                LP but its first CD release, I believe, 
                was via Instituto Discografico Italiano, 
                a pirate release of the LP, where it 
                was coupled with the violinist’s 1936 
                broadcast of the Busoni Concerto with 
                the Concertgebouw and Bruno Walter – 
                a must-have. The Biddulph, which comes 
                from the original source material, is 
                rather better defined than the Italian 
                release and there’s less "spread" 
                to the sound. There’s also a slight 
                pitch discrepancy between the releases 
                in the first movement – the IDI release 
                is very slightly adrift. I have to say 
                that theirs is not at all a bad transfer 
                but the Biddulph is sonically better. 
              
 
              
Coupled with the Beethoven 
                is the Bach in a suitably powerful and 
                human performance. He’s not always technically 
                precise but the sense of arch and architecture 
                is total. The Fuga is splendid and the 
                Largo full of expressive depth whilst 
                the final movement’s contours and terraced 
                diminuendos bespeak Busch’s authority 
                in Bach. 
              
 
              
Busch admirers need 
                the Busoni but unfortunately they will 
                probably need to invest in this disc, 
                should they not already have the coupled 
                Bach. The rewards are palpable. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf