Live Classics continues their Kagan edition  a wide 
          ranging and valuable series dedicated to the Tchaikovsky prize-winner 
          and Oistrakh pupil who died too early of cancer in 1990 at the age of 
          44. Part of a circle that included his wife, the cellist Natalia Gutman, 
          violist Yuri Bashmet and pianists Vassily Lobanov and Sviatoslav Richter 
          amongst others he was known for the catholicity of his repertoire and 
          his unjaundiced approach to contemporary music. Volume 19 finds him 
          in congenial company in Moscow concerts spanning the years 1981-1989, 
          the year before his death. The Medtner Sonatas have never become part 
          of the established repertory and thats a loss to violinists and audiences 
          alike. The first is a fluid, elegantly lyrical work of great beauty 
          to which Kagan responds with fervent understanding. His tone is sweet 
          but his vibrato is fast and perhaps over tense; this was something of 
          a handicap especially in his earlier days (the commercial Beethoven 
          Sonata recordings with Richter were somewhat bedevilled by the vibratos 
          oscillatory tendencies) and whilst distinctive does tend to limit optimum 
          tonal expressivity in lyrical passages. Small moments of less than immaculate 
          playing are not troubling because the contours of the Sonata are firmly 
          but flexibly delineated. Richter does tend to overpower Kagan in the 
          balance at certain points in both the first and second movements but 
          their playing of the third, the Ditirambo is joyfully and delightfully 
          sympathetic. Medtners own recording with Cecilia Hansen in 1947, never 
          issued at the time and only recently disinterred, is on APR, a truly 
          great performance. The Prokofiev teams up Kagan with his exact contemporary, 
          the redoubtable Victor Tretyakov, whose profile has risen higher in 
          recent years. They evince good tonal contrasts; Kagan has the more rapid 
          vibrato, Tretyakov the slower and wider. They respond with conviction 
          to the elliptical and aggressive qualities of Prokofievs second movement 
          Allegro and are unafraid to coarsen their tone occasionally in 
          the interests of narrative meaning. There are real tonal and expressive 
          depths to parts of the Commodo; the high lying writing here is 
          more than merely anticipatory of the 2nd Concertos slow 
          movement in both outline and feeling .The concluding Allegro con 
          brio is fearlessly played. There are a few off stage bumps  this 
          was recorded in the Pushkin Museum and they are of no significance, 
          even though the performers are closely miked. Kagan responds as much 
          to the intellectual voyage of Weberns Sehr Langsam, the first 
          of the Four Pieces, as he does to the more rhetorical violence of the 
          last, Bewegt. He plays this very, very near the bridge with resultant 
          ear-jarring shrillness. Thunderous piano clusters announce the 
          arrival of Schnittkes Sonata No 1, written for Mark Lubotsky. Its seesaw 
          sardonicism is fully explored by the violinist and by Lobanov. A suddenly 
          musing violin, rather beautiful in an abstracted kind of way, accompanies 
          the big chords of the Largo. Ive always thought that the concluding 
          Allegretto scherzando was some sort of crazy Broadway musical 
          show tune gone wrong, Bernstein-Gershwin subverted, for no obvious reason. 
          I doubt youll hear its pungent drolleries better played. Admirers of 
          Kagan need not hesitate, whilst devotees of the modern Soviet school 
          of violin playing will be intrigued by both playing and repertoire; 
          in fact theres plenty to interest everyone here. 
        
 
        
        
Jonathan Woolf