In the Boris Tchaikovsky 
                first movement there are strong 
                and stormy parodistic Beethovenian elements. 
                These are blended with caustic material 
                that owes something to Shostakovich. 
                A softer facet emerges in the unashamed 
                sentiment singing out at 3.24 of the 
                first movement. The Largo and 
                Andante allow exceptional play 
                for this. Tchaikovsky sings in this 
                way as never did Shostakovich; totally 
                his own man. Although it avoids the 
                mawkish Tchaikovsky is here playing 
                fast and loose in the no-man's land 
                between sentimentality and piercing 
                beauty. He is not alone in this: Sviridov, 
                Boiko, Silvestrov, Gavrilin and Karaeyev 
                have done the same. The work is dedicated 
                to Moise Vainberg whose Violin Concerto 
                has just been issued in a completely 
                new recording on Naxos and whose Fifth 
                Symphony has been issued on Chandos. 
              
 
              
Klimov's work 
                is one of two on this disc for unaccompanied 
                cello. A chugging scherzo is strongly 
                Shostakovich-inflected. There is a long 
                folk-like Elegy with lovely sighing 
                moments counter-pointed with pizzicato 
                at 1.10. 
              
 
              
Prokudin evinces 
                a stirring sense of liberation (prelude 
                1) and of starry chill (prelude 2); 
                the latter also heard in the solo piano 
                music of Urmis Sisask. 
              
 
              
Prassolova's 
                long singing line through the piano 
                impacts stretches back to Miaskovsky. 
                You can feel music blossoming and un-peeling 
                as she dismantles the melodic line. 
                An intense epiphany is reached at the 
                climax at 7.32. Prassolova shows a tender 
                attention to melody and its blessing 
                in renewal. 
              
 
              
Another singing work 
                is Golovin's Elegy for 
                solo cello. It is very direct-speaking 
                with melody unequivocally in the fluent 
                ascendant. This delivers much and promises 
                more. While there is a Bachian patina 
                the Elegy is more linked to the 
                long romantic lines of Rachmaninov. 
                I would very much like to hear Golovin's 
                four symphonies. 
              
 
              
Rudin is vibrant 
                and his accompanists sympathetic as 
                well they might be in the case of the 
                composer-pianists. 
              
 
              
The names of these 
                composers are linked in various ways. 
                Tchaikovsky and Golovin were on the 
                staff of the Gnessin Institute. Prokudin, 
                Prassolova and Klimov were pupils of 
                Golovin and Tchaikovsky. 
              
 
              
Their works speak without 
                confusion or the effrontery of elitism 
                and with unfeigned sincerity. They have 
                a profound anchorage in the Russian 
                melodic tradition. Melody and profundity 
                reward the explorer here. 
              
Rob Barnett