Well 
                transferred and annotated this is a welcome addition to the current 
                Primrose discography. It collates the two canonical Brahms Sonatas, 
                in the earliest of his traversals (the Firkušny LP recordings 
                should certainly be restored to the catalogue however, so august 
                is the music making, even if one prefers the younger Primrose 
                at many points). It complements these with two works dedicated 
                to the Glaswegian by representative Australian and American composers 
                and adds a substantial piece by Kreisler. It was the composer-violinist 
                who had told his colleague Warwick Evans, cellist of the august 
                London String Quartet, that if he ever heard Kreisler playing 
                on the radio he’s know the violinist’s days were over (Kreisler, 
                like Rachmaninov had for years refused to play for the radio). 
                To Evans’ amazement one day he heard what he thought was Kreisler 
                – only to find out subsequently that it was actually Primrose, 
                then, in the later 1920s making his way as a violinist of distinction. 
                Fitting, then, to end with the Kreisler.  
              
 
              
His 
                partners are William Kapell in the F minor, with Primrose’s phrasing 
                in the slow movement of wonderful simplicity and refinement, and 
                redoubtable Gerald Moore in the Second, in E flat major, a performance 
                that imbues the work with profoundly reflective intimacy. The 
                Benjamin triptych is notable for the surety of understanding between 
                violist and Vladimir Sokoloff, his most able pianist, and the 
                depth of rich and floated tone Primrose elicits in the opening 
                Elegy. His handling of the quasi-cadential passages is tremendously 
                impressive in its command; pizzicati spot on and in the Toccata, 
                the rhythmic nuances are conveyed with dazzling precision. In 
                Roy Harris’s Soliloquy and Dance he has the advantage of the composer’s 
                wife as collaborator and she proves a staunch and convincing exponent 
                of her husband’s music. One can but admire their handling of the 
                Soliloquy’s movement from pensive withdrawal to powerful and exultant 
                self-assertion – and the way these oppositional moods are coalesced. 
                Similarly they convey the wind gusts and joie de vivre stomp of 
                the Dance with acid drive. In the Kreisler his intonation slips 
                a couple of times and there’s one technical mini-buckle in the 
                Praeludium section but the Allegro is exceptionally brilliant 
                and clear – if not quite as magnetically powerful as his great 
                predecessor Lionel Tertis’ recording.  
              
This 
                is a splendid conspectus of mid-period Primrose in repertoire 
                of which he was a masterful interpreter. Let’s have the Firkušny 
                back by all means but Primrose’s many admirers will want this 
                excellent all round disc, notable for quality of music making 
                and of recorded sound.  
              
 
              
Jonathan 
                Woolf