"Oooh, Professor 
                Snape’s made an album" said my 
                girlfriend, spotting this CD on top 
                of another excitingly wobbly heap sent 
                by our heroic editor. The Alan Rickman/Yuri 
                Bashmet look-alike debate can continue 
                elsewhere, but with darkly soulful portraits 
                being the trend in several releases 
                in the current catalogue I sometimes 
                wonder where it will all end. There’s 
                a new Haitink - Beethoven’s 3rd 
                Symphony with the LSO - out there which 
                just looks like the music has given 
                someone a headache – not necessarily 
                a guarantee of hit sales. This new CD 
                from the distinguished and ever elegant-sounding 
                Moscow Soloists is actually quite a 
                tasteful affair, with a nice blue lining 
                and picture disc. 
              
 
              
Bashmet and his players 
                know the secret of good string chamber 
                orchestral playing. Aside from the necessity 
                for impeccable tuning, articulation 
                and phrasing, the only real danger is 
                an overall ‘beige’ result from a lack 
                in dynamic contrast. Take any moment 
                from Apollo, and you’ll find 
                you ears constantly being teased from 
                piapianissimo to mezzo-forte/forte, 
                the genuine loud moments always roomy 
                and unforced, but reaching up from a 
                floor of genuine softness, so that the 
                contrast and shape is ever present. 
                Apollo is of course ‘Apollon 
                musagète’ under a different 
                name, revised subtly by the composer 
                to make the work more of a concert piece, 
                but altering it little from its ballet 
                origins. Making a comparison with Esa-Pekka 
                Salonen and the Stockholm Chamber Orchestra 
                (Sony SK 46 667) Bashmet has a lighter 
                touch and a more transparent sound, 
                and with only seventeen players you 
                might expect this. Both conductors appreciate 
                the abstract nature of the works neo-classicism, 
                but Bashmet is more playful, urging 
                the faster variations forward and making 
                the drama fleeting and elusive, giving 
                the slower variations more rubato 
                and infusing them with added value, 
                not in terms of extra weight, but certainly 
                in the way the music is narrated, drawing 
                the listener along through rides both 
                rugged and gentle. The vital Apothéose 
                deserves a mention. No doubt it 
                has something to do with Russian ‘soul’, 
                but Bashmet wrings out more emotion 
                than most in this movement, and the 
                four minutes of its duration are filled 
                with echoes explicit, elusive and ethereal. 
              
 
              
The Concerto in 
                D came about as a commission from 
                Paul Sacher, and Stravinsky’s idea was 
                to create a work on the scale of one 
                of Bach’s Brandenberg concertos. 
                Once again, the Moscow Soloists fill 
                the work with contrast. Rhythmic energy 
                is a strong feature here, alongside 
                beautiful lines and some string colours 
                which make the hairs on the back of 
                your neck stand up. Salonen is good 
                too, but there is something in his approach 
                which makes you realise he is a composer 
                rather than a player. Bashmet is sometimes 
                a little less explicit with harmonic 
                or contrapuntal detail, but the impact 
                of the playing creates a great deal 
                more intensity and excitement. The opening 
                of the second movement is a joy. Bashmet 
                takes nothing for granted, but keeps 
                us in an agony of anticipation as nothing 
                and everything happens at the same time. 
                This is one of those ‘you have to 
                here this’ recordings, and you 
                can have fun watching your friends gradually 
                falling off the edge of their chair 
                by the end, after the nothing which 
                has happened, happens. 
              
 
              
The USP of this disc 
                is of course the version for string 
                orchestra of Prokofiev’s Visions 
                Fugitives, which cover the youthful 
                composer’s attachment to Scriabin, right 
                up to the turbulent influence of the 
                February revolution in 1917. I know 
                the piano versions of these pieces fairly 
                well, and found the sound world created 
                by the string orchestra arrangements 
                to be a little disorientating at first. 
                Once you can accept these arrangements 
                as pieces in their own right, rather 
                than trying to find the recognisable 
                ‘hooks’ which sound most like the familiar 
                piano renditions, then things begin 
                falling into place, and I soon gave 
                up trying to put one up against another. 
                I admire the way in which both Barshai 
                and Roman Balashov, whose completion 
                of the full set of twenty pieces is 
                recorded here for the first time, avoid 
                a slavish recreation of pianism. Rudolf 
                Barshai made an arrangement of fifteen 
                of the Visions Fugitives in 1962 
                for his own Moscow Chamber Orchestra, 
                and Balashov, assistant Professor at 
                the Moscow Conservatoire and himself 
                a viola player with the Moscow Soloists, 
                completed the set for this recording. 
                Plenty of specialist string effects 
                create a feeling of varied character 
                in the movements, with pizzicato, col 
                legno, harmonics and flautando 
                moments making for fascinating listening, 
                as well as the variations in perspective 
                created by solo parts against accompaniment, 
                and lines taken by entire sections. 
                Everyone will have their own favourites, 
                but I particularly liked the smoky mysticism 
                in XII Assai moderato, the inevitable 
                Shostakovich comparisons in nervy movements 
                such as XIV Feroce, and the intense 
                dissonant opening of XVI Dolente, 
                against its salon second section and 
                ultimate return in a lonely tremulando. 
              
 
              
The overall impression 
                left over from this disc is one of poise 
                and restraint, everything gorgeously 
                under control, but at the same time 
                with a sense of real music making – 
                not overly sanitised, and certainly 
                with plenty of character and depth. 
                The recording is set in a pleasantly 
                resonant acoustic, but still with plenty 
                of detail. The playing is genuinely 
                brilliant and sensitively lead in Yuri 
                Bashmet’s interpretations. Bashmet of 
                course has string technique as part 
                of his DNA, but proves once again that 
                there is plenty more to say through 
                the medium of the small string orchestra. 
              
Dominy Clements