Myra Hess hated recording. In that she was hardly unique 
          but even amongst musicians of her generation the disparity between studio 
          and live recordings is extreme. The first in a three CD conspectus of 
          her live American recordings from the University of Illinois in 1949 
          is therefore a valuable opportunity to appreciate more fully the exploratory 
          and frequently more galvanized responses of the pianist in the, to her, 
          more human arena of a concert hall. 
        
 
        
Hess recorded little Chopin commercially. By 1949 her 
          discography boasted only the op.15/2 Nocturne, a recording dating from 
          1931 (it’s on Pearl GEMM CD9462). The existence of the op.49 Fantasie 
          and the op.18 Waltz is therefore doubly outstanding; all the more so 
          as it reveals aspects of her playing either subsumed or only hinted 
          at elsewhere. Her Chopin is unexpectedly fiery. The Fantasie is a tour 
          de force of romantic expressivity with some truly thunderous playing 
          aided by some pretty liberal pedalling; the effect is to my ears over 
          intense and, whilst not out of control, at least unconstrained. But 
          what can’t be denied is the passionate conviction of it, its enveloping 
          and declamatory fervour. If you think of Hess from her commercial discs 
          as an adept and discreet performer, elfin and reserved, with patrician 
          restraint, then start here and prepare to be disabused. The Schubert 
          Sonata receives a good performance. It lacks precisely those qualities 
          of insight and revelation that mark the greatest traversals but in its 
          gemutlich way it is commendably well played, with convincing articulation, 
          though never really probing much beneath the music’s surface. 
        
 
        
The Dances are another matter. This thirteen-minute 
          confection comprises German Dances, Waltzes and Ländler and is 
          inimitably introduced by Hess herself. She plays them with such mastery 
          of tone and timing, such thoughtful playfulness and with such evident 
          enjoyment and energy that they are simply irresistible. The Brahms and 
          Scarlatti were staples of her concert giving life and every bit as good 
          as one would expect. 
        
 
        
APR’s production standards are exceptionally high. 
          A delicious caricature of Hess on the cover is complemented in the booklet 
          itself by a turn of the century portrait of the young pianist, demure, 
          modest, head cast down in profile. Marshall Izen has penned the affectionate 
          notes, which are common to all three volumes of the series. There are 
          some problems with the sound – some wavery moments of flutter and some 
          drop-outs – but nothing remotely off-putting, given the scarcity of 
          the source material and the amount of work that has gone to presenting 
          it to us now. A splendid start to a major series and unreservedly recommended. 
        
 
        
Jonathan Woolf