Bohuslav MARTINŮ (1890-1959) 
           Rhapsody-Concerto for viola and orchestra (1952) [19:12] 
          Three Madrigals for violin and viola (1947) [16:16] 
          Duo No. 2 for violin and viola (1950) [15:06] 
          Sonata for Viola and Piano (1955) [16:05] 
          Maxim Rysanov (viola) 
          BBC Symphony Orchestra/Jiří Bělohlávek 
          Alexander Sitkovetsky (violin); Katya Apekisheva (piano) 
          rec. live, 10 November 2010, Barbican Hall, London (Concerto) 
          and December 2012, Potton Hall, Suffolk. 
          BIS BIS-2030 SACD  [68:00]
        
        Martinů’s Rhapsody-Concerto is one of those cherished 
          pieces of music which, once discovered, is likely to haunt and enhance 
          your imagination for the rest of your life. My own favourite was for 
          a long time a recording on the Supraphon label with Josef Suk as soloist 
          with conductor Vaclav Neumann (Supraphon SU 3967-2 (2009); original 
          CD release: Supraphon 110374-2) (1990). Listening back to that now as 
          a reference I acknowledge its romantic plushness is something which 
          might benefit from a little tightening up. Rysanov and Bělohlávek’s 
          slightly shorter timings for the two movements do just that. 
          
          Christopher Hogwood arguably took the piece a little too far in the 
          other more relaxed direction in their excellent Hyperion recording (review), 
          and there are quite a few versions available including another from 
          BIS with Nobuko Imai conducted by James DePriest. I’ve yet to come across 
          a really dud recording of the Rhapsody-Concerto, though I never 
          warmed to Imai’s rather heavy vibrato. Jiří Bělohlávek showed 
          how to make the best of the difficult Barbican Hall acoustic in his 
          terrific set of Martinů’s symphonies (see review), 
          and with a warmly embracing string tone and spot-on rhythmic accuracy 
          this performance is uncompromisingly good, especially considering its 
          ‘live’ origins. There is no audience noise, and the only real extraneous 
          sounds are Rysanov’s ecstatic exhalations at 1:58 and elsewhere in the 
          second movement. 
          
          Maxim Rysanov is the star for this release, but the Rhapsody-Concerto 
          is a work for exploring expressive nuance rather than virtuoso fireworks. 
          There is perhaps a hint of Rysanov lingering a little too much in his 
          solo lines early on in the first movement, creating little delays in 
          the forward momentum of the music, but this is a picky and subjectively 
          minor point and his musicianship is gloriously impeccable throughout, 
          right through to the urgent energy in the latter part of the second 
          movement and the moving poignancy of the final coda. His tone is equal 
          to the generous warmth of the orchestra, floating above rather than 
          against it. The balance is very good, blending nicely with the orchestra 
          though perhaps a little rich for the absolute reality of the concert 
          hall. With the 5.0 SACD surround configuration there is a perhaps mild 
          feeling of the soloist as an entity elevated to somewhere slightly apart 
          from the orchestra, but with Rysanov’s sensitive dynamics and phrasing 
          there is no mismatch. Team Rysanov/Bělohlávek hit each magical 
          moment to perfection, and both seasoned fans of this piece and initiates 
          need have no fears in acquiring this version. 
          
          The remaining works are by no means mere fillers. The Three Madrigals 
          are notable for their thematic inventiveness and vibrancy, and Maxim 
          Rysanov and virtuoso violinist Alexander Sitkovetsky make a superb team 
          in this and the Duo No. 2. Their technical ease and attention 
          to detail is allied to subtlety of colour brings out the endless fascination 
          of Martinů’s inventiveness with this seemingly restricted combination 
          of instruments. There are of course many recordings of the Three 
          Madrigals around, and finding ‘the best’ is a task I’ll leave to 
          someone with a bigger budget. Comparison with Jitka Hosprová and violinist 
          Veronika Jarušková on the Arco Diva label (review) 
          shows the difference between a harder-hitting, more high-tensile approach 
          and the apparently more laid-back Rysanov/Sitkovetsky pairing. The lads 
          are less inclined to find theatrical drama in this piece, allowing the 
          music its playful and poetic character and projecting its moods without 
          creating too much of a nail-biting edge. The Duo No. 2 is every 
          bit as demanding in the technical sense, and there are some reasons 
          for its comparative lack of popularity suggested in the booklet notes, 
          including a central movement apparently lacking in the “mystery and 
          opulence” of that in the Three Madrigals. Martinů’s language 
          here is indeed more sparing, but we are invited to look closer into 
          the looking-glass to see where he has left his jewels. This is still 
          classic Martinů, and these musicians explore and bring out every 
          nugget. 
          
          The Sonata for Viola and Piano is one of Martinů’s late 
          masterpieces, imbued at times with yearning nostalgia, and threaded 
          throughout with enigmatic passions. There are a few recordings of this 
          work around, and I had a listen to Sarah-Jane Bradley with pianist Anthony 
          Hewitt on the Naxos label (review). 
          This is a decent enough performance but the instruments are recorded 
          too closely to make for a satisfying and at times coherent listening 
          experience. I much prefer the space given to Maxim Rysanov and pianist 
          Katya Apekisheva, and you would never believe they were recorded in 
          the same Potton Hall acoustic. Rysanov’s inhalations make a fairly hefty 
          contribution, but with such a fine performance we can easily make allowances. 
          Catch the ecstatic end to the first movement if you need convincing 
          of this piece’s worth, relish Apekisheva’s depth of sound in the rich 
          piano part with its solo passages, the strange textures in the second 
          movement swirling and climbing towards always unattainable peaks. 
          
          With that nice photo of the composer and his cat on the cover this is 
          a very agreeable object to have around. Anyone who has yet to discover 
          Martinů; could do far worse than make a start with the Rhapsody-Concerto, 
          but this recording has plenty to offer even the longest-term connoisseurs 
          of this uniquely fine composer. 
          
          Dominy Clements