Mozart’s 
Violin Concerto No. 1 
    bubbles along cheerily right from its introduction. There are clear, but not 
    overdone, accents from Radoslaw Szulc directing the Bavarian Radio Orchestra’s 
    Chamber Orchestra. Soloist Frank Peter Zimmermann matches them satisfyingly, 
    even though he has the busier task in a showcase of varied figurations. The 
    whole opening movement has an attractive quiet confidence in keeping with 
    the ambivalence of its marking 
Allegro moderato. Zimmermann’s 
    cadenza, we’re not told whose and Mozart’s don’t survive, 
    has more swagger while also reviewing the full range of material, so you feel 
    you’re getting your money’s worth.
    
    I compared the 2007 recording by Giuliano Carmignola with Orchestra Mozart/Claudio 
    Abbado (Archiv 4777371). At 6:55 against Zimmermann’s 7:42 their emphasis 
    is on 
Allegro which is more dazzling, the dynamic contrasts of the 
    accents more dramatized and you’re more aware of the wish to display. 
    For the slow movement Szulc sets a warm flowing 
Adagio which Zimmermann 
    caps with a cantilena full of feeling yet also a clear sense of line. You 
    see where the music is going rather than lingering luxuriously in the moment. 
    Early on he sustains a high B flat while the orchestra's first violins 
    play the melody’s opening. Just the slightest increase in dynamic as 
    he does this vividly conveys a long-breathed sigh. His cadenza briefly but 
    effectively dwells on one example each of the movement’s mix of joy 
    and sorrow. Carmignola is more reflective and exquisite, Abbado’s accompaniment 
    more delicate, but your attention then is as much on the presentation as on 
    the feeling. The finale, timing at 5:36 from Zimmermann and Szulc is lightly 
    articulated yet all high spirits gleefully shared by soloist and orchestra. 
    It's not so much a conversation as a gaggle of gossip, plus an urbanely 
    sparkling cadenza. With arguably a truer 
Presto, timing at 4:56, 
    Carmignola and Abbado give us greater dexterity to admire but thereby miss 
    Zimmermann's and Szulc’s carefree relaxation.
    
 
    Violin Concerto No. 3 is markedly different and I like the 
    way Zimmermann and Szulc are different to match. The first movement’s 
    whole feel is more breezy, open air, a joyous projection. There’s also 
    humour, as in the interplay of first and second violins in the second part 
    of the second theme (tr. 6, from 0:50). At this point Abbado conveys the contrast 
    of loud and soft in the second violins more strongly than Szulc but the latter’s 
    more temperate realization makes for a happier atmosphere overall. Similarly 
    with the solo phrases of cascading descents, when the first oboe leads and 
    violin follows. There Szulc’s oboe is vivid yet beauteous where Abbado’s 
    is more racy and skipping. Carmignola and Abbado convey greater drama but 
    Zimmermann and Szulc find more delight. Zimmermann’s cadenza has as 
    much verve as Carmignola’s but more sunshine. Zimmermann is winsome 
    and expressive in the 
Adagio. It is full of a feeling that has an 
    element of fragility yet is counterbalanced by its sense of the fullness of 
    the musical line which gives it progression as a resolute aria. He doesn’t 
    have Carmignola’s exquisite singing line but at 7:44 Zimmermann’s 
    is a truer 
Adagio than Carmignola’s 5:59. You therefore get 
    more of a feel of the soloist hovering in the air. Szulc’s busily detailed 
    accompaniment, while less of the gossamer than Abbado’s, is bright and 
    contented. Zimmermann in his cadenza’s ruminations, taking 1:04 in comparison 
    with Carmignola’s 0:33, returns with intense wonder and longing to the 
    movement’s opening phrase. Zimmermann and Szulc’s finale has a 
    winningly stylish combination of lightness of texture and vivacity of expression. 
    The rondo theme is brisk and merry, but has a more gracious tail, a thoughtful, 
    potentially sadder edge which recurs. Zimmerman enters with the first episode, 
    deliciously coy with repeated phrases pleasingly softer. This is an initiative 
    that Carmignola doesn’t provide. Zimmermann’s second episode (tr. 
    8, 1:40) is cloudier, his central section (3:07) comparably wary before giving 
    way to a combination of earthy dance and dazzling violin cascades in quavers. 
    Carmignola’s central section is more confident, less musing. His dance 
    swaggers but is less folksy.
    
 
    Violin Concerto No. 4 contrasts a playfully martial and lighter, 
    tripping manner. As if encapsulating both styles, the opening movement’s 
    smooth second theme (tr. 9, 0:32) has a kick at the end of its phrases. Szulc 
    presents this with great élan while Zimmermann gleefully relishes the extra 
    elaboration of the melodic lines once he comes to the spotlight. What a breathtaking 
    display of virtuosity but it's of a type that can be enjoyed rather 
    than wondered at. Moreover, the interplay with the orchestra is finely balanced 
    and crystal clear. To give two examples: from 2:26 the first violins deftly 
    create an obverse to the soloist in a brief falling motif after the soloist’s 
    rising one, then vice versa. From 2:41 we hear the second theme as a falling 
    motif in the lower strings as soloist and first violins have it as a rising 
    motif. Carmignola and Abbado provide a more commanding, compelling progression, 
    but one which allows less scope to enjoy the various new perspectives as they 
    appear. The slow movement, with its rich melody and bluesy touches of harmony, 
    can seem over-indulgent. However Szulc and Zimmermann avoid this by keeping 
    the 
Andante flowing. The 
sforzandi are nudged rather than 
    stabbed and there's a caring observation of the partnership between 
    soloist and echoing orchestral instruments. In this way Zimmermann, retrospective 
    but sunny, can be expressive and emotive without being fulsomely so. His cadenza 
    soars and considers, but at a slight distance while his closing solo has great 
    poise. Timing at 5:13 against Zimmermann and Szulc’s 6:00, the less 
    leisurely Carmignola and Abbado pleasingly alternate between bright musing 
    and a more chipper dance style. Zimmermann begins the rondo finale and brings 
    a rather perky, even cheeky manner to its tune. This trails off into something 
    lighter and more cheery as he and the orchestra skip along. The change from 
    
Andante grazioso to 
Allegro ma non troppo is finely graded 
    by Szulc. Lightness is the key here, ensuring Mozart’s quirky pulling 
    about the melodic line remains whimsical. In this account the episodes seem 
    to grow naturally out of the rondo theme, with the soloist introducing a drone 
    in the second (tr. 11, 3:43) for a change of colour. Timing at 6:30 against 
    Zimmermann and Szulc’s 7:01, Carmignola and Abbado provide greater virtuoso 
    display and thrust. Thereby comes a degree more tension and the 
Andante 
    has to be etched more strongly. I find the sensation of Zimmermann and Szulc 
    sitting back and enjoying everything is a more liveable solution.
    
    Two single movements for violin and orchestra complete this Hänssler Classic 
    
CD. In the 
Adagio in E major, 
    snugly sweet and tinged with nostalgia, Zimmermann dances with immaculate 
    grace, that of an experienced dancer able to evoke a winning fragility. He’s 
    beautifully matched by an introducing and later echoing orchestra whose role 
    is more generally to provide a velvet cushion. Zimmermann supplies a brief 
    cadenza tastefully spiced with double-stopping. The 
Rondo in C major 
    sports a more sleek, relaxed theme with a luxuriantly scored yet less individualized 
    orchestral backing. The spotlight stays on Zimmermann’s nifty acrobatics 
    in the first episode (tr. 5, 1:00) and a more carefree airborne savouring 
    in the second (2:40). What is it, then, that makes this CD special? The answer 
    lies in its continuous engagement with the music and enjoyment in conveying 
    all its twists and turns.
    
    
Michael Greenhalgh