This release completes the Pierre Boulez DG survey of Bartók’s 
                major orchestral works. The piano concerto recordings were certainly 
                received positively, 
                and reviews of the series of concerts in London heaped praise 
                on conductor and musicians alike. 
              
For many years my 
                reference for the Concerto for Two Pianos, Percussion and Orchestra 
                was that of the Labčcque sisters and Simon Rattle on EMI. 
                While not definitive as a recording, the release was interesting 
                in that it had the concerto back to back with the Sonata from 
                which it derived. My feeling was that the original 1937 Sonata 
                had a greater feel of originality in terms of sound palette 
                and rhythmic interest, the Concerto version tending to 
                diffuse some of that hard-hitting material. Bartók re-invented 
                the Sonata in partly order to help at a difficult financial 
                time, not long after he and his second wife Ditta had emigrated 
                to the U.S. It was first performed in London in 1942, though not 
                by Bartók and his wife, though they did present the work’s US 
                premiere in New York a year later, and event which turned out 
                to be the composer’s last public appearance.
              
The acuity of Boulez’s 
                conducting and the detailed nature of DG’s recording goes a long 
                way towards redressing the problem of Sonata versus Concerto, 
                but something bothered me about this recording from the start. 
                In a way, there is always something artificial about making a 
                recording like this, and with so much going on in a piece like 
                the Concerto for Two Pianos, Percussion and Orchestra it 
                must always be a challenge, deciding how to balance what in effect 
                is an entire battery of soloists in the percussion, two whole 
                concert grand pianos and a symphonic orchestra. Looking at the 
                photo in the booklet, it looks as if an excess of space in which 
                to work was not an issue, and my first remark, the width between 
                the two pianos in the soundstage, seems to be entirely a studio 
                invention. When the timps get going at around 3:00 into the first 
                movement the pianos seem to recede more than one would expect. 
                The sound of each instrument in the recording is entirely accurate, 
                and the detail, and dynamics are remarkable: it is the unreality 
                of the balances and perspectives which are discomforting to my 
                ears. The centrally placed percussion is rightly forward in the 
                balance, although the volume and presence in some of the lighter, 
                more sparkly instruments is a little suspect. The brass is well 
                on top of the rest of the band when they kick in, woodwinds – 
                piccolo in particular are spot-lit and sometimes preternaturally 
                audible, but the strings out on the wings have a tendency to vaporise 
                in orchestral tuttis.
              
Don’t get me wrong, 
                as a performance this is truly excellent, and what we do get is 
                a recording in which most of the material is presented with truly 
                analytical precision. There’s some serious fightin’ talk going 
                on – menace from the pianos, punchy energy from the percussion, 
                accurately defined shaping of the orchestral sounds. I can’t help 
                feeling however that this has been undermined somewhat, and somehow, 
                by the circumstances of the recording. The genuine atmosphere 
                in the Lento is generated through the power of the music, 
                somewhat in spite of the rather dry performance conditions – something 
                for which the quality of the musicianship has to be given its 
                own fair dues. For some reason the impact of the timpani is rather 
                weak at the opening of the stunning Allegro non troppo, 
                while at the same time the triangle is being shoved right up our 
                collective noses. Again, marvellous playing and a terrific aural 
                spectacle, but you find yourself sitting not in the best seat 
                in the house, but in rather more than one hot seat at once.  
              
Moving from London 
                to Berlin, and the sound perspective is more natural in the Concerto 
                for Violin and Orchestra No.1, other than the sometimes unnervingly 
                close soloist. This early work, written while in the throes of 
                a doomed relationship, is full of romantic lines and emotionally 
                charged harmonies. I first learned about this work from a Supraphon 
                live recording with Josef Suk and the Czech Philharmonic conducted 
                by János Ferencsik, and while the recording is by no means perfect 
                Suk’s solo violin seems to have the taught emotional essence of 
                this music wrapped almost to perfection. I compared this to the 
                1990 Sony recording with Midori and Zubin Mehta, and as with Boulez 
                also with the Berlin Philharmoniker in the Philharmonie. Midori’s 
                is an expressive and highly charged performance, but the orchestra 
                sounds less involved and involving, the same going for the better 
                known Violin Concerto No.2 with which it is coupled. Nearly 
                20 years on, and Boulez manages to conjure a more chamber-music 
                feel from the orchestra, although this might also have something 
                to do with the closer-miked engineering. There are several points 
                where the orchestra runs the risk of being swamped by the soloist, 
                but Gidon Kremer’s narrative style of playing can cope with being 
                heard under an aural microscope, and as ever the first movement 
                proves to be a moving experience. Kremer digs ever deeper in the 
                second movement, creating more of a ‘molto drammatico’ feel than 
                the marked giocoso, although the witty characterisations 
                in the orchestra balance this, seeming to beg the soloist to lighten 
                up. I like Boulez’s sense of the broad sweep of this music, presented 
                without sentimentality but allowing the musicians free rein where 
                the scores few real outpourings allow.
              
The concerto that 
                  had been commissioned by the viola player William Primrose was 
                  far from complete when Bartók died, and the completion of the 
                  piece was left to his friend and colleague Tibor Serly. The 
                  Concerto for Viola and Orchestra had to be constructed 
                  from little more than a pile of sketches, and so the problems 
                  of authenticity and closeness to the composer’s intentions will 
                  always be in doubt. Serly followed the example of the Third 
                  Piano Concerto, another incomplete work in which Bartók had 
                  pared down and simplified his style both musically and texturally, 
                  but the really strongly Bartókian moments are rather few and 
                  far between. Numerous interpreters have tinkered with the score 
                  for recordings, and a strong challenger, that of Kim Kashkashian 
                  with Peter Eötvös on ECM is no exception. Boulez makes no mention 
                  of any significant adjustments, but this remains an impressive 
                  piece of music, even if not one of Bartók’s most distinctive 
                  as it stands. Yuri Bashmet is of course as skilled an advocate 
                  as one could ask for in this work, which has a demanding part 
                  for the soloist. The deeper voice of the viola suits the balance 
                  better in this piece, and the relationship between soloist and 
                  orchestra is less uncomfortable than in the Violin Concerto. 
                  The beautiful second movement, Adagio religioso is one 
                  of the highlights, with the warm interactions and sometimes 
                  startling interjections between orchestra and soloist having 
                  the kind of clean, uncomplicated quality which comes closest 
                  to Bartók. Bashmet creates a wonderful folk-like character in 
                  his instrument in the Allegro vivace third movement, 
                  and the orchestral playing is full of sparkle and wit.
                   
                  With two world class orchestras and an extraordinary group of 
                  soloists, this was always going to be a top notch release, and 
                  anyone who has already taken a punt on the piano concertos need 
                  have no qualms about completing the set. Boulez has of course 
                  recorded and performed a great deal of Bartók before now, and 
                  his innate feel for that composer’s idiom and character is amply 
                  shown both here and elsewhere in the DG catalogue. I stand by 
                  my comments on the recordings, but I have no doubt there will 
                  be those who find them to be overly critical. The Concerto 
                  for Two Pianos, Percussion and Orchestra is a grand performance 
                  despite everything, and the performance is the most important 
                  element after all. I suppose I long too much for something more 
                  akin to a concert-hall balance, but then we would have moaning 
                  that you can’t hear enough detail. The solo violin which 
                  is too loud in the overall balance is a common problem, and 
                  seems unlikely to go away despite whatever us reviewers say. 
                  Again, the performance is an excellent one, and put along with  
                  Bartók’s final statement in solo string concerto form this makes 
                  for a superb programme of some of this composer’s less commonly 
                  recorded works.
                  
                  Dominy Clements