It’s certainly unfair that José Iturbi’s name 
          has become so little known. Partly this must stem from his exceptional 
          popularity – he had a couple of million-selling RCA discs – but also 
          from the direction his career took when he assumed the conductorship 
          of the Rochester Philharmonic. His film stardom was pretty much a nail 
          in the coffin of his connoisseur reputation. In this all-Mozart disc 
          that restores Iturbi’s 1937-40 RCA Victors to the catalogue we have 
          a strong insight into his playing of the central repertoire, as distinct, 
          say, from his perhaps more celebrated Albéniz. 
        
 
        
Born in Valencia in 1895 Iturbi was, as were many Spanish 
          pianists, trained in Paris. He earned a precarious living in cafes and 
          taught elsewhere in Switzerland before accepting a position at the Conservatory 
          in Geneva. Despite increasing success as a concert soloist – he made 
          his American debut for instance playing the Beethoven G minor accompanied 
          by Stokowski and the Philadelphia – his sights were set on a conductor’s 
          career. He guest conducted widely before, in the 1936-37 season, he 
          was appointed Rochester’s conductor and his enormous popularity really 
          dates from the period of his numerous MGM films – rather garish and 
          ghastly if memory serves right. 
        
 
        
Ivory Classics’ disc shows that he had very distinct 
          gifts as a Mozartian – unmannered, direct, plain-speaking, imperturbable, 
          technically eloquent and fully capable of withstanding any technical 
          or expressive problem. The D minor Concerto – which like the Double 
          Concerto he directs from the keyboard – elicits from Iturbi a measured 
          and effortless musicality. He also has a deal of style and manages to 
          elucidate the orchestral string figuration with care and clarity. The 
          answering violin phrases are very well brought out and when it comes 
          to his pianism his cadenza (Beethoven’s) is notably successful. There 
          are maybe some overripe string phrases in the Romanza but we 
          can certainly forgive him this indulgence for the affectionate simplicity 
          he brings to the music. What I did lack though from time to time was 
          a greater sense of depth. For all the elegance and lyrical impress – 
          undeniable – there was some lack of verticality in his response. No 
          arguments about the finale however – fluent and fleet and decisive. 
          The Double Concerto with his sister Amparo is a strong one though hardly 
          one preferable to the Schnabels’ almost contemporaneous recording. Its 
          virtues are splendid passagework, sympathetic collaboration, very fine 
          cadenzas from Iturbi himself and a buoyant musicality. The central work 
          is the F major sonata K332. Clearly he was a significant Mozartian and 
          this performance signals his abundant talent. Much admired though the 
          recording is however I find the root of the Iturbi problem as ultimately 
          one of a lack of projection of the inner life of the Adagio. 
          For all his clarity and for all his self-evident finesse there is sometimes 
          a frustrating lack of deeper exploration. Still these limitations – 
          if such they are - are no bar to appreciation of his other strikingly 
          persuasive strengths and this Ivory Classics transfer presents these 
          recordings with notable success, indeed with a clarity that befits Iturbi’s 
          own. 
        
 
        
Jonathan Woolf