We completists are an obsessive bunch. Given news of an undiscovered 
                  Toscanini performance or a newly unearthed recording of Heifetz, 
                  we're straight onto the internet or on the phone to a specialist 
                  supplier. 
                  
                  So here's a new offering for those who just have to own every 
                  single Emil Gilels performance that they can get their hands 
                  on - though I'm afraid that it's unlikely, quite frankly, to 
                  be of much interest to anyone else. 
                  
                  Gilels completists will already have a great number of accounts 
                  of these works on their shelves. The discography on the authoritative 
                  memorial website www.emilgilels.com 
                  lists no less than 16 complete recordings of the first Tchaikovsky 
                  concerto between 1947 and 1980 and four of the second (two from 
                  1959 and two more from 1972). 
                  
                  Other than describing their recordings as being of live performances 
                  given in February 1959 (concerto no.1) and December 1959 (concerto 
                  no.2), Istituto Discografico Italiano's utterly minimal annotation 
                  tells us nothing about their provenance. The website discography 
                  suggests, however, that the first concerto was recorded in Milan 
                  – presumably, given the orchestra involved, for radio transmission 
                  - and has since circulated widely, with previous CD incarnations 
                  on the Arkadia, Hunt, Classica Musica, WJM and Urania labels. 
                  
                  
                  The recording of the second concerto is rather more problematical. 
                  The website discography lists a live performance with these 
                  forces from 1959 that has previously appeared on an EMI LP and 
                  on an MK CD. However, given the very seriously flawed performance, 
                  as detailed below, I find it really difficult to believe that 
                  EMI would have given their prestigious imprimatur to this particular 
                  account. Perhaps, one might speculate, it comes instead from 
                  a second performance given in the same concert season? I welcome 
                  any further enlightenment on this point from anyone in possession 
                  of the EMI or MK issues. 
                  
                  The sad fact is that both Gilels’ playing and the recording 
                  quality are insufficiently distinguished to make these accounts 
                  worthy of anything more than cursory attention. Ay pianist can 
                  have a bad day – but here Gilels appears to have been having 
                  a couple of them, with playing nowhere near his usually consistently 
                  high standard. While careless fingerwork may be excused in the 
                  white heat of a live performance, this will not do for repeated 
                  listening. And the fact that, at about 3:39 into the finale 
                  of the G major concerto he seems to go completely awry for about 
                  10 seconds, throwing the orchestra into confusion and nearly 
                  derailing the whole performance, rules his account completely 
                  out of court except for anyone seeking a graphic illustration 
                  of a lapse in concentration or memory or simply of a sadistic 
                  disposition. 
                  
                  The sound quality leaves much to be desired, too. Dull, lifeless 
                  and lacking in any sort of bloom in the first concerto, it becomes 
                  clangorous and shrill to an extent that makes it positively 
                  unpleasant to listen to the piano in the second. 
                  
                  An issue for diehard Gilels admirers only, then, though an interesting 
                  piece of evidence to demonstrate that even artistic giants can 
                  sometimes have feet of clay. 
                    
                  Rob Maynard