Two
                      ripe Romantic sonatas are here but one of them travels
                      disguised. The Rachmaninov Cello Sonata was arranged for
                      viola by Vadim Borisovsky and is duly performed on that
                      instrument by Yuri Zhislin. He then performs the Rachmaninoff
                      Vocalise on both violin and viola (overdubbed when playing
                      unison) and drops gadgetry for a run-through of the Strauss
                      Sonata on his accustomed fiddle. 
                    
                   
                  
                  
                  The
                      Strauss is a gorgeously ripe effusion, not unlike the First
                      Horn Concerto in its chest-bursting lyricism. It can take
                      restraint but most players will want to plunge straight
                      in. Here I feel a discrepancy between Zhislin and his excellent
                      partner George-Emmanuel Lazaridis; the former’s relative
                      reticence and restraint tend to come into a degree of conflict
                      with the latter’s more openly romantic instincts in this
                      work. It can make for creative results. Nevertheless I
                      was more drawn to pianist than violinist on rather too
                      many occasions and that is a little more worrying. Some
                      of Zhislin’s expressive devices in the first movement sound,
                      to my ears, a shade disbelieving; the temperature is consistently
                      low. Comparison with Heifetz/Brooks Smith and Heifetz/Sandor,
                      not to mention Ricci/Bussotti (now there was an
                      entertaining pianist) and Neveu/Beck, tends to make the
                      case for this newcomer’s excessive caution. Let me just
                      close by saying that Zhislin does not do enough with the
                      line in the second movement to keep things, as Lionel Tertis
                      once put it, “alive” and that the over cautious opening
                      to the finale is fatally deadpan. Where is Neveu’s exultance,
                      Heifetz’s burnished throb, and Ricci’s devilry? Still,
                      if you’re sated by overt violinstics and prefer low-wattage
                      maybe Zhislin is your man. 
                    
                     
                    
                    The
                      Rachmaninoff is really as much a calling card of Zhislin’s
                      credentials as a violist as it is a must-have performance.
                      After all why not just pick up the Cello Sonata, something
                      I always feel about the rather more tonally distinct Franck
                      Violin/Cello sonata arrangement. Zhislin displays the same
                      qualities of restraint and a certain dignified reserve
                      here and is certainly not a player to wear his heart on
                      anything resembling a sleeve. Still his playing is expert
                      in its way and again the ensemble is good. Lazaridis tends
                      to steal the show, not least in his Rach 2 intimations
                      in the first movement and in the gallop of the scherzo.
                      The Vocalise arrangement is an amusing encore and affectionately
                      done.
                    
                     
                    
                    There
                      are trilingual notes. The recording is very slightly cloudy
                      but I wouldn’t make too much of it. The programme is well
                      constructed but its romantic instincts are not really fully
                      met.
                    
                     
                    
                      Jonathan
                          Woolf