The world’s broadcast vaults continue to offer their bounty 
                  to the Caesar of commercial traffic. Often this results, as 
                  here, in multiple duplications from an artist’s studio 
                  or indeed live discography. It’s for the market to deal 
                  with this increase of possibilities whilst the critic can sit 
                  back and enjoy the largesse that comes his way. 
                    
                  And in Gilels’ case, it really is largesse. A performance 
                  of Beethoven’s G major Concerto may elicit a wary response, 
                  given not only his commendable studio recordings with Ludwig 
                  and Szell, but also the existence of live performances with 
                  Sanderling, Pradella and Sawallisch amongst others. But his 
                  collaboration with Barbirolli, live from the Usher Hall in Edinburgh, 
                  brings a subtly different series of responses. There is a just 
                  balance between grand intensity and introspective stasis, though 
                  it could be suggested that tempi and rubati sometimes incline 
                  more to the latter interpretative position. Certainly Barbirolli 
                  was not, at this stage of his life, the kind of concerto accompanist 
                  who would goad a soloist, or who would drive a tempo. His gifts 
                  in this role had long been acknowledged, even as he came to 
                  resent the appellation of ‘concerto accompanist’. 
                  The slow movement contrasts a sinewy, implacable orchestra against, 
                  at first, a barely audible piano, and the music inexorably relinquishes 
                  its dialectical grip, unwinding until it reaches a space seemingly 
                  ungoverned by time. Such moments of near-immobility recur in 
                  the finale to less extreme effect because here the balance of 
                  the music is dynamic and engaged. In this performance, Gilels 
                  seems to be moving toward the outermost limits of introspection; 
                  certainly amongst the most introspective that I have heard from 
                  him on disc in this work. 
                    
                  Such considerations don’t really apply in the case of 
                  Tchaikovsky’s Second Concerto. The orchestra is the LPO, 
                  and the conductor an equally great accompanist, though one of 
                  a very different stripe, Kirill Kondrashin. The sound here from 
                  the BBC’s Maida Vale studios is good and rather less hissy 
                  than the Usher Hall concert. Gilels and Kondrashin use Siloti’s 
                  edition of the concerto - what would doubtless be called a mash-up 
                  today. Notwithstanding this, the command of rhetoric, romance 
                  and passion is remarkable and Kondrashin encourages the LPO 
                  fully to collaborate, an invocation extended to the two string 
                  soloists in the slow movement where the music thins to chamber 
                  intimacies and conversational reflection. The finale by contrast 
                  is genuinely fiery and exciting. The 1959 Leningrad recording 
                  with (again) Kondrashin may be its superior, and there is also 
                  the 1972 Svetlanov to consider alongside the studio New Philharmonia/Maazel, 
                  but this London reading has great merit. 
                    
                  The disc enshrines two performances of subtlety and power. Whether 
                  you need it depends on your priorities with regard to live material 
                  and duplication. But I’m very glad, and fortunate, to 
                  have heard it. 
                    
                  Jonathan Woolf