Biddulph continues 
                its excellent job of Francescatti reclamation. 
                These three sonata recordings pre-date 
                the well-known LP cycle made by the 
                two Frenchmen and are instead from earlier 
                in the LP age – in fact the Kreutzer 
                was simultaneously one of the first 
                LPs and one of the last of American 
                Columbia’s 78s. They are full of the 
                violinist’s suavity and impeccable technical 
                address, combined with a sweet and ravishingly 
                multi-dimensional tone. His duo with 
                Casadesus is formidable and was of some 
                standing when they came to record the 
                Kreutzer in 1949 and two of Op.30 in 
                1953. 
              
 
              
One of the first warnings 
                I should make is that Columbia’s balance 
                is, improbably for a duo of this kind, 
                heavily weighted (in the case of the 
                two Op.30 sonatas) very much in favour 
                of the pianist. His left hand broadsides 
                are strong enough to sink a pocket battleship. 
                Also the recording is bass heavy and 
                boomy – play these two at a low-ish 
                level or your relationship with your 
                neighbours will plummet, as will your 
                hearing. That said we have constant 
                musical perception on offer and some 
                of the violinist’s personalised traits. 
                He is inclined to be somewhat tremulous 
                in the C minor – doubtless for expressive 
                reasons in this of all sonatas but even 
                in the slow movement his vibrato can 
                be rapid. The Scherzo doesn’t quite 
                work in this performance mainly because 
                of balance problems but there’s fine, 
                crisp rhythm in the finale. The companion 
                three movement Sonata in G opens in 
                bubbly, affirmative style and if the 
                Minuetto opens sounding rather fast 
                (it’s marked ma molto moderato e 
                grazioso after all) it soon settles 
                down and is certainly elegant. There’s 
                plenty of humour in the finale not least 
                from the imperturbable Casadesus. 
              
 
              
The earlier 1949 Kreutzer 
                suffers attendant problems and should 
                also be played at a low level – if you 
                crank up the volume you hear a mush 
                of what I take to be LP noise or residual 
                noise from the 78 masters when they 
                were used to transfer to LP. The piano 
                also sounds tubby in the bass. But the 
                balance between instruments is more 
                just here and we open with the crystalline 
                clarity of Francescatti’s opening statement 
                and the fine duo playing of these two 
                finished musicians. There’s a lot of 
                inner detail audible in a performance 
                of this kind, one that fuses Old World 
                elegance (expressive portamenti, tonal 
                shading) with New World precision and 
                digital finesse. Francescatti employs 
                one or two luscious portamenti in the 
                variations second movement - unexpectedly 
                as well, not quite where I thought he’d 
                make them, which is as it should be 
                – and never sounds too fast or superficial. 
                I think however it is fair to say that, 
                for all their elegance, culture and 
                persuasiveness, this isn’t the most 
                "inner" performance of the 
                Kreutzer. 
              
 
              
Still no original release 
                details from Biddulph, though they’re 
                much better now on exact recording dates. 
                Neat typography need not invalidate 
                this kind of essential detail. Eric 
                Wen’s notes concentrate on the music 
                much more than the performers even though 
                the fiddler’s name dwarfs that of the 
                composer on the booklet cover. These 
                three recordings have been unavailable 
                for decades; don’t confuse them with 
                the later cycle. Even with the attendant 
                aural problems they are very much worth 
                hearing. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf