Classical CDs Weekly: Maxim Vengerov, Retorica, Philip Cobb

Maxim Vengerov and Itamar Golan – music by Bach, Beethoven, Wieniawski and Brahms (Wigmore Hall Live)

Violinist Maxim Vengerov’s recent Wigmore Hall comeback was rapturously received on this site. It’s superbly captured on this recording; microphones placed up close without sacrificing the beauty of the hall’s acoustic. Bravely, Vengerov opened the recital with Bach’s D minor Partita. In a reading that’s one of the best out there – big-boned, justifiably confident and played with a swagger commensurate with this player’s talent. This is flawless violin playing – the double stops in the Corrente so easily achieved, the fourth movement’s Giga graceful and witty. And I love the way in which the vast closing Ciaconna combines cerebral rigour with affection – a forbidding, monolithic edifice rendered in a very human way. It's wonderful.

The same goes for Beethoven’s Kreutzer sonata, with Vengerov joined by pianist Itamar Golan. Along with the Bach, the scale of this concerto-sized work can terrify. Vengerov and Golan don’t undersell the grandeur, the latter’s bold opening chord an apt response to Vengerov’s probing soliloquy. Beethoven’s slow movement charms and intrigues, and we’ve a Presto finale which zips along at a terrifying pace but which never derails. You’re left exhausted and stunned. The two brief encores are marvellous too. A tarantella by Wieniawski dazzles and Brahms’s G minor Hungarian Dance highlights the beauty of Vengerov’s smoky low register. Essential listening.

English Violin Duos Retorica - Philippa Mo and Harriet Mackenzie (NMC)

There’s little that connects the works collected on this disc other than their scoring and the composers’ nationality. Which doesn’t matter a jot – the stylistic range is accordingly huge, from a tiny 18^th-century sonata to pieces composed in the past decade. Perhaps the oddity is Jim Aitchison’s Syruw, composed in 2009 taking Kazakh folk song and textiles among its inspirations, with the two violin lines cunningly interwoven. It’s extremely beautiful in places – harking back to the folk-inspired writing of Janáček and Bartók, with a lovely reveal in the closing section where the source material sings out in full. David Matthews’s Eight Duos provides a short sequence of brilliant, pictorial miniatures. Church bells ring out on pizzicato notes, and the English pastoral tradition is invoked. All so cunningly, cleverly written.

John McCabe’s Spielend is another discovery based, in McCabe’s words, “on the idea of the two musicians not only playing the instruments but also playing in the sense of sport.” Praising the music’s sheer craft might seem like damning with faint praise, but this again is so neatly, shrewdly composed – miles away from the formless, amorphous guff which sometimes passes for contemporary music. Moeran’s 1930 Sonata is charming, as is a 1704 work by William Croft. The disc closes with Rawsthorne’s Theme and Variations, packing an amazing variety of material and incident into a 15-minute time span. Performances are uniformly excellent.

Songs from the Heart Philip Cobb (trumpet), International Staff Band of the Salvation Army/Stephen Cobb (SP&S)

This disc is fully worthy of inclusion alongside the more weighty-sounding recitals listed above. Why? Because the fresh-faced Philip Cobb is currently the London Symphony Orchestra’s joint principal trumpet, a post to which he was appointed at 21. Like many of Britain’s best-known orchestral brass players, Cobb began playing in brass bands as a child, and still maintains a solo career besides his LSO work. He’s a fabulous orchestral trumpet player – as can be heard on most recent LSO Live releases. Here, his tone is slightly broader, more cornet-like, added to a warm, irresistible vibrato which rarely exceeds the boundaries of good taste. The standout item here is Andrew Pearce’s extended The Maestro. A tribute to the late Maurice Murphy, the LSO’s principal trumpet until the year 2000, there’s genuine sincerity in the work, with sentimentality successfully negated by a furiously upbeat coda.

Elsewhere, things work best when solemnity is avoided. A set of variations by Cobb’s one-time colleague Paul Sharman requires Cobb to switch deftly to flugelhorn and piccolo trumpet. Trombonist John Iveson’s arrangement of Tico Tico is a joyous blast, Cobb’s solo line becoming progressively more fiendish as the song progresses. A band version of an Eric Whitacre choral number avoids sounding maudlin, capped by another sonorous flugelhorn solo. All played with evident love, and sweetly accompanied by a band conducted by Cobb’s father.