Helmut Müller-Brühl
                    and the Cologne Chamber Orchestra have contributed a number
                    of fine discs to the ongoing Naxos-Haydn project (see 
Naxos
                  Haydn review page), but this disc is one of their very best.
                  Let us give conductor and
                    orchestra their due – the playing is stylish and period sensitive,
                    with vibrato kept to a minimum and a merry harpsichord continuo
                    tinkling its way through the performances. Müller-Brühl's
                    tempi are consistently well chosen and his direction is clear-sighted.
                    He is no Thomas Fey or Nicholas Harnoncourt: he does not
                    blaze or tweak your nose. He is, though, a reliably fine
                    Haydn conductor with a feel for Haydn's poetry and an ability
                    to bring off his zippy finales.
                  
                   
                  
                  
This much we
                    expect from the Cologne forces. What raises this disc from
                    being another solid recommendation to being one to seek out
                    is the revelation of 24 year old violinist Augustin Hadelich.
                    German by descent and Italian by birth, Hadelich has an old
                    fashioned sound that brings these concertos to life. 
                   
                  
Here is a violinist
                    who clearly enjoys the charm and elegance of Haydn's music,
                    but feels its emotional content too. His playing is beautiful
                    rather than pretty – his full, rounded but middled tone contrasting
                    with the historically-informed performance style of his collaborators.
                    Not that his style jars with theirs: the contrast simply
                    serves to snap the listener's attention to the solo line.
                    The technical polish and dynamic control of his playing is
                    easy to take for granted given his musicality and propulsive
                    rhythmic thrust, but it is worth remarking as he handles
                    the virtuoso demands of all three concertos effortlessly.
                    His slow movements are wistfully beautiful, woven with wonderfully
                    long-breathed phrasing. The cadenzas in each concerto – Hadelich's
                    own – are idiomatic and enthralling: from the honey-toned
                    cadenza of the C major concerto's first movement to the surprisingly
                    passionate cadenzas of the first movement of the A major
                    concerto and the slow movement of the G major concerto.
                   
                  
As for the music
                    itself, it should be self-recommending. As Keith Anderson's
                    booklet notes explain, of the nine concertos for violin once
                    attributed to Haydn, only four were really his and the second
                    of these has been lost. The three violin concertos on this
                    album, then, are all that is left to us.
                   
                  
Haydn's concertos
                    for violin are the poor cousins of Mozart's violin concertos
                    as far as the catalogue is concerned, but they are far better
                    than their relative neglect suggests. All three concertos
                    are beautifully proportioned and ear-ticklingly engaging.
                    The C major concerto that opens the disc has a proud opening
                    movement and a witty finale in which the orchestra interacts
                    with the soloist's florid lines by repeating its agreement
                    emphatically, to with the rhythm and the sense of: “That
                    is just what I think. That is just what I think. That is
                    just what I think.”. The G major is quite lovely and the
                    A major is probably the highpoint of the set in its union
                    of poetry and high-wire thrills. When played as well as they
                    are here, these concertos are hard to resist.
                   
                  
Tim Perry