If this set of the Hungarian Dances was really made in 1998, 
                  when Shumsky would have been eighty-one, then it demonstrates 
                  that he retained that fabled technique almost to the very end. 
                  He died in 2000. As with so many other MusicMasters discs on 
                  Nimbus recording details such as this are sketchy, to say the 
                  least, and we can’t be sure as to the recording location(s) 
                  involved. (see below)The acoustic is a touch billowy for my 
                  taste, and there was, from the sound of it, more than one session 
                  involved to tape the entire set of twenty-one. Still – what 
                  playing! 
                    
                  I needn’t reprise my admiration for the violinist but shall 
                  register, once again, my disappointment that more of his London 
                  concerts were not preserved. His Barbican Elgar Concerto was 
                  astonishingly good. Equally evidence does exist of his Brahms 
                  Concerto – you can see the film on YouTube – and the sonatas 
                  have recently been released by Nimbus, which means that his 
                  Brahms discography is now happily extended one way or another. 
                  Let’s also not forget the fabled Primrose Quartet recording 
                  of the Op.67 Quartet; Shumsky was the first violinist in that 
                  august foursome. 
                    
                  Richness of tone, timbral variety, sleights of bowing sophistication, 
                  rapidity of expressive gestures, a kaleidoscopic control of 
                  rubati, and an ethos of absolute conviction mark out these performances. 
                  Sample the masculine traversal of the First in G minor to savour 
                  its passionate climax. Or try the control and relinquishment 
                  and re-establishment of the metric pulse in the succeeding D 
                  minor with its elements of pathos as well as its bristling projection. 
                  All these are characterised with commanding eloquence. The noble 
                  patina of the Fourth in B minor with Shumsky’s pleading effusions 
                  and whistling insouciance spiced with melancholy, attests to 
                  an all-round encapsulation of these little emotional dramas. 
                  In the famous Fifth he evinces fire and energy. In the no-less 
                  attractive Seventh in A major we find droll raillery dispatched 
                  with nonchalant elegance and variegated tone; charm in abundance. 
                  The Tenth is a kind of Hungarian hoe-down spiced with knowing 
                  rubati by Shumsky and his able collaborator Frank Maus. The 
                  subtle evocations of the D minor (No.11) are duly explored whilst 
                  the youthful brimstone of the G minor (No.16) respond finely 
                  to the undiminished fire of the veteran fiddler. There is pathos 
                  in the Magyar-Semitic caste of No.17, and sonorous expressivity 
                  in No.20 in D minor. The pirouetting and effortless sounding 
                  E minor brings home the goods in resounding style. 
                    
                  I hadn’t encountered these performances before, which makes 
                  their appearance here so welcome a surprise. And surprises of 
                  this kind can’t come along too often. 
                    
                  Jonathan Woolf  
                See also review 
                  by Nick Barnard
                Adrian Farmer of Nimbus adds:
                The recording of the Brahms Hungarian Dances were made in the 
                  ballroom studio at Wyastone Leys by Nimbus. The two day session 
                  proved to be the last recordings Shumsky made with us. I don't 
                  have an exact date to hand, because we have no documents relating 
                  to the session in the files, but late 1980s would be about right. 
                  Prior to release our wonderful but 
                  often stormy relationship with Oscar came to an end and we gave 
                  him the Brahms tapes as a parting gesture of goodwill. He passed 
                  them to MusicMasters, and through this circular route, 20 years 
                  on, they have found their way home to Wales. I produced all 
                  of Oscar's Nimbus sessions and never ceased to marvel at his 
                  consumate command of the instrument. The session that most stays 
                  with me was the first - the Ysaye Solo Sonatas - he simply stood, 
                  relaxed and motionless and delivered these monstrously diffcult 
                  pieces with no apparent strain and with very little request 
                  for help from the editor's razorblade. He was a master.