Gone - forever, one hopes - are the days when the words ‘Leo 
                  Blech’ were followed by ‘Fritz Kreisler, accompaniments 
                  for.’ True, those three Berlin concerto recordings are 
                  valuable for all sorts of reasons, but Blech was very much more 
                  than an accompanist to instrumentalists and singers. That admitted, 
                  his discography is not fully representative of his repertoire. 
                  For example when he worked with the LSO in 1927 he started auspiciously 
                  with Schubert’s Ninth Symphony. However this HMV contact 
                  away from his Berlin State Opera Orchestra didn’t really 
                  bear much more extended fruit. A return visit for extensive 
                  sessions in 1931, at Kingsway Hall and the Queen’s Hall 
                  - if only they were still around! - led to 23 sides being approved 
                  for issue. In this disc Pristine Audio presents 20 of them. 
                  As producer Mark Obert-Thorn notes, the missing sides were all 
                  of music by Mendelssohn, two orchestrated Songs without Words 
                  and the finale of the Italian Symphony on two 10” 
                  sides. Rather unsatisfactory fare. 
                    
                  The programme is a spread of opera to ballet and concert music, 
                  some truncated or abridged. Mozart’s Les petits riens 
                  is represented by four brief movements. There are some fine 
                  string accents and good solid rhythms. It was recorded the month 
                  before Elgar recorded Falstaff with the orchestra. Cherubini’s 
                  Anacréon overture was spread over two sides in 
                  the Queen’s Hall’s splendid acoustic. The LSO winds 
                  are largely vibrato-free and the performance is a good one, 
                  though not the equal of Toscanini’s or Mengelberg’s. 
                  The Oberon overture gets a vigorous dusting down, and 
                  two seamless side-changes allow us to enjoy Calm Sea and 
                  Prosperous Voyage. Unusual repertoire comes in the shape 
                  of the overture to Auber’s Le domino noir, here 
                  receiving its first appearance on disc since the aged Pathé 
                  from conductor Monsieur Amalou in Paris, back in around 1910. 
                  During Offenbach’s Orpheus in the Underworld one 
                  can listen to the distinctive woodwind players of the LSO again, 
                  who were not quite as timbrally distinctive, or as occasionally 
                  startling, as those of the contemporary Hallé Orchestra. 
                  
                    
                  It’s somewhat surprising to realise that hardly anyone 
                  bothered recording Brahms’ Serenades before the Second 
                  War. By Blech’s time only Stokowksi and Gabrilowitsch, 
                  in Detroit, had summoned up the courage. This is the work in 
                  which the LSO strings, led by Willie Reed, slither about the 
                  most. That’s perfectly reasonable, and it sounds good. 
                  It may well be the work with which they were most familiar, 
                  and thus could coordinate their portamenti. Note, however, in 
                  Blech’s case, that only two movements were recorded. Finally 
                  we reach Grieg’s Norwegian Dances, a work in which 
                  the LSO - due to its HMV contacts - held a recording monopoly 
                  before the War. The great early recording is by Schneevoigt 
                  with the LSO, on Columbia, but Blech’s is thoroughly engaging, 
                  if somewhat less idiomatic. 
                    
                  This is a most enjoyable disc, excellently engineered, reflecting 
                  - as was HMV’s original intention - various sides of the 
                  repertoire, albeit within certain clear constraints. Even if 
                  Lauritz Melchior said that Blech was the best accompanist he 
                  ever worked with, and there’s no reason to doubt it, discs 
                  like this unshackle the conductor from that laudable, if necessarily 
                  confining role. 
                    
                  Jonathan Woolf