Like 
                  me, you may not have heard of Rafał Kwiatkowski, but he 
                  has already made an international name for himself, winning 
                  a number of big international competitions, touring widely and 
                  working closely with Penderecki on new works such as a cello 
                  version of his Viola Concerto. He is also a thinking 
                  musician, as his excellent booklet notes for this CD amply prove. 
                  Kwiatkowski’s musical horizons are wide, embracing chamber music 
                  and a diversity of genres. Concerning Shostakovich he is on 
                  record as saying “elegance is not always the goal. Shostakovich, 
                  which has so much energy, doesn’t have to be beautiful; it must 
                  be violent.” In terms of recording as opposed to live performance 
                  there is no difference: “I like to record,” he says. “What I 
                  like is that we can play the piece as many times as we want 
                  to get what we want. Sometimes when you listen to a live performance 
                  and a recording, the piece has a different life. But I put in 
                  the same emotion when I record and when I play. I never feel 
                  impassive or indifferent at a recording session.” 
                 
                Judging 
                  by the results on this disc, he can easily make his point. These 
                  recordings have a ‘live’ quality, while at the same time being 
                  spotless studio tapings. The Polish Radio Orchestra is a crack 
                  team, and give their all for their artistic director Wojciech 
                  Rajska. The orchestra has a glossy string sound, nicely tuned 
                  winds and brass, and a sensitivity to colour which adapts to 
                  the mood of the music – acidic and punchy to rounded and mellow, 
                  while never quite losing that edgy sense of danger in Shostakovich’s 
                  writing.
                 
                The 
                  Witold Lutosławski Studio must be a large space, as the 
                  acoustic is pleasantly resonant. The balance, often difficult 
                  in these concertos, favours the soloist as one might expect, 
                  but the musicians are realistically matched, and the solo cello 
                  mixes in with the orchestra at tutti passages in much the same 
                  way as it would in the concert hall.
                 
                Having 
                  very recently encountered the Cello Concerto No.1 as 
                  played by Han-Na 
                  Chang  I was a bit concerned that my ears might find it 
                  hard to accept yet another new version, but in this case I warmed 
                  immediately to Kwiatkowski’s style and musicality. No, he is 
                  not as ‘in your face’ and spectacular, but that is not always 
                  what you want. Neither is he safe and pedestrian – he doesn’t 
                  sound as if he’s taking risks, but that’s what happens 
                  if you are good enough. I have to admit, I have heard the second 
                  Moderato movement more emotional and involving, but this 
                  is certainly a version I could take onto my desert island without 
                  feeling I was missing too much – with this kind of music, it’s 
                  your own mood which often dictates your response, and either 
                  way it’s not so much Kwiatkowski who is reserved, more the orchestra. 
                  The cadenza is poetic and nicely shaped, Kwiatkowski showing 
                  that it’s not all violence – his lyrical playing in this and 
                  the second concerto is second to none.
                 
                While 
                  the first concerto is excellent, the Cello Concerto No.2 
                  is more the star on this disc. I found my tear ducts being 
                  tugged right from the start, with that grim darkness shot through 
                  with genuine passion and human emotion. Kwiatkowski’s deep, 
                  rich tone lives and breathes through the entire range of his 
                  instrument, and the orchestra seems to respond to his eloquence. 
                  This concerto is often seen as the more ‘difficult’ of the two, 
                  but with this combination all of the intellectual challenges 
                  seem to fall away, leaving deeply moving music played with convincing 
                  warmth and commitment. There is a pay-off for this of course. 
                  All of Shostakovich’s little colours and digs are present, but 
                  in what is essentially a romantic reading the sharper edges 
                  of the composer’s dry, almost deprecating wit do become chamfered 
                  a little. Take the second Allegretto movement: surely 
                  we’ve heard those string pizzicati with more grit and drive? 
                  Indeed, but the movement builds with organic power, and with 
                  titanic blasts from the double-bassoon the true business of 
                  the movement shows genuine impact. 
                 
                Arriving 
                  at the final Allegretto, the horn-calls near the opening 
                  are a little recessed, and might have been a little wilder. 
                  Once the meat of the movement kicks in however, so again do 
                  those goose-pimples. Kwiatkowski revels in these most expressive 
                  of melodic lines, singing them with personality and a sense 
                  of freedom without distorting their shape with irritating mannerisms 
                  or attempts to ‘improve’ on the intentions of the composer. 
                
                 
                To 
                  conclude, this recording is one for the long term – one with 
                  which to live. It may not have the punishing grit of some: the 
                  hair-raising climaxes are proportionate, but might not take 
                  you out of your comfort zone in the same way as others. There 
                  is nothing essentially missing however, and the synergy between 
                  soloist and orchestra is impeccable. Rafał Kwiatkowski 
                  is something a bit special, and lifts these recordings from 
                  being just very good to being ones with which you will be reluctant 
                  to part.
                 
                Dominy Clements