On the evidence 
                  of this disc Kaler is one of the most distinguished of Szymanowski 
                  players. His technique is cast iron, his tonal purity remains 
                  intact even in the most vertiginous demands made upon it, and 
                  he has a sure and cogent view of the manifold architectural 
                  difficulties facing the intrepid interpreter. The concertos 
                  make very different – but equally complex – demands on the player 
                  as they do indeed of the conductor. Fortunately Kaler has Antoni 
                  Wit and the Warsaw Philharmonic alongside. Together a compelling 
                  case is made for the concertos, one that easily surmounts questions 
                  of price bracket. This is first and foremost a formidably well-played 
                  and interpreted brace of performances. The fact that it comes 
                  at Naxos’s price makes it only that much more desirable.
                In the First Concerto 
                  we can note straight away his well focused but yet still silken 
                  tone. He avoids tonal exaggeration and disparities between the 
                  G and the upper strings in those treacherous high wire acts 
                  that Szymanowski calls for.  His view is very slightly slower 
                  than some – Danczowska/Kord most obviously – but never sounds 
                  remotely drawn out. In fact articulation is one of the best 
                  features of the recording. So too is the recorded balance, where 
                  flute and clarinet are prominent without being unnaturally spotlit. 
                  The powerful orchestral argument – the wind chatter, the brass 
                  fanfares, the horn calls, the percussive drama – are all assuredly 
                  potent in the mixing brew.
                Similar excellence 
                  attends to the Second Concerto. Tension is powerfully screwed 
                  up through sheerly musical means. The blistering bowing demands 
                  are met with accomplishment whilst orchestrally the defiant 
                  blasts are corralled by Wit with surety. The horns, once again, 
                  perform heroically but there’s also lissom and elegant playing 
                  to balance the more boisterous passages. In a performance as 
                  good as this one the natural heroism and drama of the writing 
                  emerges in waves.
                There’s an interesting 
                  novelty in the shape of the Fitelberg orchestration of the familiar 
                  Nocturne and Tarantella. Fitelberg was of course a great champion 
                  of the composer but his work borders at points on the generic 
                  and even at one or two points worryingly close to a kind of 
                  proto-Western music.
                That’s a small matter. 
                  This release now jumps to the head of the front-runner stakes 
                  alongside the Danczowska performances. Older traversals will 
                  obviously include Uminska and Oistrakh in No.1, and Wilkomirska 
                  in both concertos. But for those who want excellent sound, intelligently 
                  argued performances and instrumental finesse then this is a 
                  handsome bargain – at whatever price bracket.
                  
                  Jonathan Woolf