Mozart famously disliked 
                the flute. Writing to his father in 
                1778 at the time he had been commissioned 
                to compose some flute concertos and 
                quartets by the wealthy Dutch amateur 
                flautist De Jean, he complained that 
                he was ‘quite powerless’ to compose 
                for an instrument that he disliked. 
                Flautists of the time were of course 
                performing on quite different instruments 
                to the ones we are accustomed to hearing 
                now. The Baroque ‘traverso’ had been 
                souped up a little with a wobbly variety 
                of extra keys in order to allow more 
                harmonic flexibility, but it was to 
                be a good 50 years or so before Theobald 
                Boehm came up with his new mechanism, 
                the one on which all modern instruments 
                are now based. Mozart himself played 
                both the well established violin and 
                the well-tempered piano. The primitive 
                nature of the flute - a relatively soft 
                sounding wooden tube held together with 
                leather and string and which was hard 
                enough to play in tune by serious professionals, 
                let alone wealthy amateurs - would have 
                been quite a restriction on his expressive 
                palette. After composing the G major 
                concerto he ran out of creative steam, 
                and the D major concerto is ‘merely’ 
                an arrangement of an oboe concerto in 
                C (K.271k). 
              
 
              
Enough of the history. 
                These performances are of course unashamedly 
                modern, with Laurel Zucker playing on 
                a brilliant sounding Powell flute. The 
                flute and orchestra are well enough 
                balanced in a nice, not too resonant 
                acoustic, giving the performances a 
                pleasant, almost chamber-music quality. 
                There is of course a certain amount 
                of competition on this terrain, but 
                I’m glad to say that Zucker is more 
                listenable than Galway, and cheaper 
                than Pahud on EMI (but only just). 
              
 
              
Many performers will 
                agree that Mozart is one of the most 
                difficult composers to play perfectly. 
                The demands of re-creating a version 
                of perfection in a sound world which 
                is of itself a form of perfection are 
                those which can be the greatest test 
                of a player. Ask the soloist after a 
                live performance of a Mozart concerto 
                if he or she was completely happy with 
                every aspect of his or her performance, 
                and you will almost always elicit a 
                wry grimace, a brief shake of the head, 
                and a short press statement: ‘well, 
                that cadence after the recap could have 
                been more together ...’ or some such 
                caveat. Sensitive musicians will grow 
                to respect Mozart as one of their biggest 
                challenges, and will of course have 
                dutifully read their Quantz, Rousseau 
                or Sulzer on performance practice of 
                the time. 
              
 
              
Zucker seems to have 
                her own ideas on this kind of thing, 
                and will no doubt be able to defend 
                them, though the fundamental disagreements 
                with the orchestra would tend to make 
                this something of a struggle. Taking 
                the first movement of K.313, the orchestral 
                exposition has the orchestra taking 
                a lively, bouncy, well-articulated view 
                of the opening theme, with the two eighth 
                notes in the second bar well separated. 
                Zucker’s entry is completely different, 
                with the quarter notes of her first 
                bar and the following eighths nicely 
                legato, spreading the rhythm like peanut 
                butter. In Mozart, the first note of 
                the bar, or that on the stronger beat, 
                generally receives the most emphasis. 
                Take the 7th bar after the 
                flute entry in this movement – only 
                two notes, G to C, in which the C would 
                most certainly be the ‘weaker’. Zucker 
                sings it out with joyous abandon, and 
                the correctly phrased orchestral answer 
                sounds a little sheepish by comparison. 
                It may be a matter of taste, and I know 
                Zucker makes no claim to make this a 
                ‘period’ performance, but if she were 
                a student I’d be asking her ‘why?’ In 
                the second movement there is that charming 
                little upward turn at the end of the 
                first phrase, which the orchestra (to 
                my mind) correctly plays with a slight 
                diminuendo and a slight shortening of 
                the last note each time it returns. 
                Zucker plants the last note on us firmly, 
                giving it its full eighth-note value, 
                making the phrase rather four-square 
                and losing the character of that little 
                motief. I don’t want to bore on about 
                this, but it’s one of the things which 
                has turned me off most frequently about 
                this recording. 
              
 
              
Zucker has written 
                her own, commendable cadenzas for the 
                concertos, and her technique is of course 
                above reproach. Her intonation in the 
                concertos is often into the upper half 
                of the note – a typical symptom of projecting 
                over an orchestra which is more noticeable 
                when there are half a dozen microphones 
                making such projection less necessary. 
                This slight problem is less noticeable 
                (if not entirely absent) in the quartet, 
                which is nicely balanced and performed 
                with well judged tempi, and in which 
                Laurel Zucker’s phrasing is entirely 
                more consistent with the other players 
                than in the concertos. 
              
 
              
This production lacks 
                a little in sonic gloss and refinement, 
                and has enough rough moments to prevent 
                me making an unreserved recommendation 
                (the flat oboe entry at 6:05 in the 
                first movement of K.314 – ouch!), but 
                as ever the uncritical listener who 
                can find this at budget price somewhere 
                will find little about which to complain. 
              
Dominy Clements