It 
                  is a great pleasure to have Iona Brown’s recording of Telemann 
                  concertos back in the catalog – courtesy of the Decca/Philips 
                  Eloquence series. This has been a favorite record ever since 
                  I bought my copy as a college freshman. Listening to it now, 
                  several years later, it is as much a joy to hear as it was then. 
                  Deducting nostalgic attachment and the ‘emotional footprint’ 
                  that such long-cherished recordings leave in one’s perception, 
                  the 1983 recording stands up very well to the very little competition. 
                
              
The 
                five concertos are played a little more 
                tamely than we are now used to from 
                “HIP” baroque bands and those influenced 
                by them. There’s a charming and broad, 
                unapologetic old-fashionedness about 
                the Academy’s bright playing (A=440hz), 
                and this suits these Telemann concertos 
                which are themselves neither particularly 
                challenging nor deep works. I should 
                add that they include the apocryphal 
                concerto “No.11” in B-flat major which 
                is not the recently discovered TWV 51:B1 
                but most likely from the skilled hand 
                of Johann Ludwig Horn.  
              
Telemann 
                  himself just short of disavowed these early works from his time 
                  in Eisenach. He says, in his 1718 autobiography: “I have to 
                  admit / that they have never grown dear to my heart / even though 
                  I wrote quite a lot of them. … I find in them many difficulties 
                  and crooked leaps / but little harmony and worse harmony, still…”. 
                
He 
                  may have been a little harsh on himself, because slight or not, 
                  they present a baroque pleasantry in the best sense. And surely 
                  we care little today, some 300 years later, whether his style 
                  was old-fashioned - akin to Corelli, Albinoni, and Torelli; 
                  often employing the “Sonata da chiesa” – slow-fast-slow-fast 
                  – form - in the light of the ‘modern’ Vivaldi concertos that 
                  appeared at the time. 
                
The 
                  combination of soloist and the string orchestra is striking 
                  for its coherence and eschews the flashy parts for a dominant 
                  soloist. Instead they are more interested in give and take between 
                  tutti and soloist. The last of the five concertos on this disc 
                  is the lovely G minor concerto with its plaintive slow movement 
                  that was good enough to be transcribed by Bach for harpsichord 
                  (BWV 985). 
                
There 
                  are not many recordings of these semi-precious concertos around 
                  – and between the few there are, there is little overlap. Direct 
                  comparison to Elizabeth Wallfisch’s excellent recordings of 
                  the Telemann concertos meanwhile (volumes 
                  1 and 2 
                  reviewed by Jonathan Woolf) is not terribly enlightening. Apart 
                  from the different pitch, there is much grater intensity, seriousness, 
                  agility and explosiveness to be had with the L’Orfeo Barockorchester 
                  than ASMF. Next to each other, they 
                  almost sound like different pieces. Much as I like Wallfisch, 
                  the almost lush renditions with Iona Brown soaring above it 
                  all have a charm that is more than just old-fashioned: they 
                  are plain good. Chicken Soup for the Baroque Soul. 
                
Included 
                  on the other disc is the recording of Telemann’s Twelve Fantasias 
                  for Violin Solo by Arthur Grumiaux. There is no need to pretend 
                  that these works are anywhere near the Bach Sonatas and Partitas 
                  but high-quality baroque repertoire for solo violin is relatively 
                  scarce and this is, alongside the Rosary Sonatas of Biber, at 
                  the top of the heap. They may well have inspired the musical 
                  romantic notion of a “Fantasy” because Telemann, too, adheres 
                  to no model or concept. They are similar only in length – and 
                  then only roughly. 
                
I 
                  adore Grumiaux and most of his recordings – but I’ll gladly 
                  admit that I find his solo Bach dispiritingly monotonous. His 
                  Telemann is better in that regard, daring the occasional variation 
                  in timbre and dynamic shading. This 1970 recording is worlds 
                  away from the more recent HIP renditions of Andrew Manze (HMU) 
                  and Rachel Podger (Channel Classics). The latter players’ flexibility 
                  pays dividends – especially as regards speed or lack thereof: 
                  both Podger and Manze dare to be slow. As such this is a fine 
                  document of Grumiaux and an excellent bonus to the Iona Brown 
                  concertos rather than the primary reason for purchase – even 
                  if he does get top billing. 
                
              
The 
                sound is very good for both recordings if perhaps a tad boxy with 
                the Fantasias. There are two errant, unidentifiable ‘plops’ on 
                track four.
                
                Jens Laurson