Robert Riefling (1911-1988) is the subject of the fourth volume 
                in Simax’s Great Norwegian Performers 1945-2000 series. 
                He studied with Nils Larsen and with Karl Leimer in Hannover, 
                later taking summer courses with Fischer and Kempff in Potsdam. 
                His career grew in the mid-1930s and he reached the finals of 
                the Queen Elizabeth competition in 1938, at which event Gilels 
                won first prize. 
              
On records he 
                    is perhaps best remembered for his Berwald, and for Grieg 
                    – the concerto and an LP of one of the violin sonatas. This 
                    makes the focus on Beethoven for this two disc set the more 
                    valuable. Simax’s notes concentrate on the philosophic underpinning 
                    of Riefling’s musico-aesthetic life, all of which makes for 
                    occasionally over-demanding reading. The same notes however 
                    do touch on some adverse criticism Riefling received, and 
                    this relates mainly to a certain cool quality in his playing. 
                    These radio broadcasts, from 1979, 1981 and 1986, two years 
                    before his death, offer some answers, and some amplification 
                    too.
                  
The Concertos 
                    were taped in the 1980s. The Fourth, with Karsten Andersen 
                    directing the Oslo Philharmonic, is intellectual if, to use 
                    the word, cool. The winds are finely punctuated; Riefling’s 
                    tone is a touch glassy, and though it’s not quite as gaunt 
                    as late Serkin it inhabits a similar kind of sound world. 
                    He’s sparing of pedal and his avowedly unsentimental take 
                    and treble-oriented sonority lend the slow movement an aloof 
                    but not unattractive profile. Strong accents and rhythmic 
                    security underpin the finale. The Emperor again shows 
                    a – or a combination of his and the engineers – proclivity 
                    for bright tone. There’s some metrical plasticity in the first 
                    movement especially but with the piano rather too much in 
                    front of the orchestra balances are a little problematic. 
                    Chugging left hand pointing is a distinctive feature of the 
                    finale.
                  
The sonatas come 
                    from a recital in May 1979. Here the recording is not truly 
                    flattering to Riefling’s tone but we can certainly hear quite 
                    enough detail to amplify the points made in the discussion 
                    of the two concerto performances. There’s a heavyweight but 
                    uningratiating quality to his playing that commands respect. 
                    One may find him tonally light, especially in the bass, in 
                    these works – especially in Op.109 - but the reserved nobility 
                    is avowed. His honest, if sometimes clangourous sonority doesn’t 
                    quite evoke enough in the Adagio introduction to the 
                    finale of Op.110. There is something anti-Romantic about aspects 
                    of his playing; the austerity is controlled, sometimes almost 
                    chiselled; occasionally it’s remote but never quite cold. 
                    The digitally refined treble trills in the Arietta of Op.111 
                    are evidence of his tremendous touch, but this is not playing 
                    of obviously expressive largesse or reach. It posits a different 
                    awareness of the mechanics of the music and its external expression.
                  
Given the foregoing 
                    this is a somewhat problematic release, but it is very well 
                    documented and revealing of Riefling’s musical ethos in this 
                    repertoire. 
                  
Jonathan 
                    Woolf