Naxos continues its 
                Furtwängler commercial legacy with 
                a famous brace of performances given 
                two years apart. The Beethoven Violin 
                Concerto was recorded in Lucerne in 
                1947 and is to be distinguished from 
                the 1953 collaboration with Menuhin 
                in London with the Philharmonia in 1953 
                and – for obvious reasons - the live 
                Berlin performance given three months 
                after this Lucerne encounter. 
              
Unhurried, lyrical, 
                reflective and profoundly convincing 
                this represents one of Menuhin’s most 
                successful ascents of this Olympus. 
                Menuhin is in fine technical form, his 
                trills fast and pellucid, his tone multi-hued, 
                and his artistry ever alive. He drives 
                through the first movement cadenza with 
                exemplary zeal. Furtwängler marshals 
                tuttis of majestic force and vests the 
                slow movement with prayerful expressivity. 
                Menuhin responds through intricate shades 
                of vibrato usage, tightening and coiling 
                appropriately. Rather endearingly Menuhin 
                makes a few fluffs in the finale and 
                some of his passagework is rather smeary; 
                this seems to have set off one of the 
                horn players, whose bad fluff at around 
                5’00 was not retaken. 
              
Furtwängler left 
                only one commercial recording of Mozart’s 
                G minor Symphony; there’s a live VPO 
                from 1949 and a live Berlin Philharmonic 
                traversal from the same year given in 
                Wiesbaden, where he preferred the version 
                without clarinets. In this Vienna set 
                his approach is strong though undogmatic 
                though one senses a lack of optimum 
                weight in the tuttis for some reason. 
                The slow movement is slow, spun out 
                like an operatic aria, though not in 
                my experience superior to an inspired 
                live Schuricht performance given in 
                Italy during that conductor’s last years. 
              
It sounds to me that 
                Ward Marston has added a touch of reverb 
                to the Lucerne recording in particular. 
                I don’t have access to the Vienna original 
                but it’s possible he’s added some here 
                as well. It would account for the ambient 
                warmth of the former, and the results 
                are certainly pleasing. 
              
Furtwängler’s 
                commercial legacy wasn’t huge so collectors 
                will welcome the latest instalment with 
                alacrity. 
              
Jonathan Woolf