Richard Strauss & Dmitri Shostakovich: Sonatas for Violin & Piano Zwei Solisten im Dialog: Franziska Pietsch und Josu De Solaun mit Violinsonaten von Strauss und Schostakowitsch

A new Audite release offers a thought-provoking coupling of violin sonatas by Richard Strauss and Dimitri Shostakovich, written respectively in the early summer and winter of the composers’ lives. Strauss composed his Violin Sonata in EI Major during the years 1887–88. Strauss, in his mid-20s, was then an assistant conductor at the Munich Opera. During this period, Strauss met and fell in love with soprano Pauline de Ahna, whom he would marry in 1894. Strauss’s tone poem Aus Italien premiered in Munich in 1886. On November 11, 1889, Don Juan received its triumphant first performance in Weimar, conducted by the composer. From that point on, Strauss became recognized and celebrated as a master of narrative works, including orchestral tone poems, operas, and songs. The Strauss Violin Sonata, which premiered in Elberfeld on October 3, 1883, is, unlike the programmatic Aus Italien and Don Juan, absolute music. But the voice of the Strauss Violin Sonata is clearly that of the composer who would soon dazzle the world as one of the greatest musical storytellers (the vaulting theme of the finale is a sort of Don Juan meets Der Rosenkavalier). And it is a bold, youthful, and exuberant voice in the bargain.

By contrast (and it’s difficult to imagine a more profound one), Shostakovich wrote his Violin Sonata, op. 134, dedicated to David Oistrakh, in 1968. Shostakovich was 62, and just four years away from his death, due to lung cancer. In addition to the hardships of surviving the Stalin era and the Nazis, Shostakovich had suffered a heart attack, as well as contracting a form of polio that ended his ability to play the piano, and even made putting notes to paper a difficult task. Is it any wonder that the Symphony No. 14, composed in 1969, is a setting of various poems about death, or that at the work’s premiere, Shostakovich told the audience: “Death is in store for all of us and I for one do not see any good in the end of our lives. Death is terrifying. There is nothing beyond it.” In the Shostakovich op. 134 Violin Sonata, an expansive opening movement, bleak in mood and spare in texture, yields to a brief scherzo, a danse macabre laden with violence and anger. The finale is a passacaglia in slow tempo, based upon a 12-tone theme. The movement is constructed as a grand arch, building to a fearsome climax before resolving to hushed resignation. A final cry of pain yields to the whispered closing measures.

Both sonatas receive superb performances from the duo of violinist Franziska Pietsch and pianist Josu de Solaun. The Strauss is played with arresting virtuosity, rich and vibrant tone, and imaginative and superbly executed flexibility of phrasing. This is a performance with a level of precision that can only be the product of meticulous preparation, but one that still sounds absolutely spontaneous. The musicians adopt a far more austere voice for the Shostakovich, but with no lack of the requisite power for the work’s emotionally crushing moments. Once again, the level of execution is on the highest plane. In short, Pietsch and Solaun both highlight the stark contrasts between the two sonatas, and realize each work’s individual greatness. These excellent performances are reproduced in marvelous, lifelike sound; impactful, but without any sense of artificial enhancement. Jose de Solaun’s superb program notes—passionate, insightful, elegantly written, informative, and educational, but without a hint of pedantry—are a model of their kind, and a true asset to the project. This is not a recording designed for easy commercial success, but it deserves to be heard by the widest listenership possible. Highly recommended.

Born and trained in Trieste, Franco Gulli (1926-2001) was one of Italy’s leading violinists in the 20th Century. In 1972 he became a professor at the University of Indiana at Bloomington, where he remained until he died. The first record by a violinist that I owned was one of baroque music that he recorded in the 1950s.

Gulli is accompanied here by his wife Enrica Cavalli in excerpts from recitals they gave in Milan in 1981 and 1990. The Violin Sonata of Richard Strauss and the FAE Sonata were recorded in 1990, and Bartok’s Violin Sonata 2 was recorded in 1981. From what I can hear, the Gullis were outstanding musicians, and their interpretations leave nothing to be desired. I wish I had had the opportunity to hear him in concert. A friend of mine who did found him remarkable.

I regret to report that the recorded sound from both recitals is not acceptable. They sound like they were both recorded from the audience on amateur equipment. Once or twice, I can hear a man coughing whose mouth sounds like it is mere inches from the microphone. Gulli is not well represented in recordings, and these are the best performance of his that I have heard.

I was greatly impressed by Franziska Pietsch’s Prokofieff violin sonatas (N/D 2016), so I was excited when this came for review. I am happy to report that my expectations were exceeded. Pietsch plays this music like she is improvising. A native of East Berlin, she didn’t learn this score, she lived it. Until now, my top recommendation for this work was the wonderful recording by the Khachatryan siblings, Sergey and Lusine (J/A 2008). They characterize moments with remarkable vividness. Pietsch and Josu de Solaun play in a different manner. They are not as quicksilver in coloring their sound, but Pietsch especially brings a feeling of great familiarity with the music and its motivation that has the stamp of authority. She has her own way of tone painting that many violinists would never think of. At 5:42 of the first movement, she very briefly lowers the pitch of the note she is playing, producing an effect I had never heard before that I would describe as sickly yet absolutely appropriate. I am sure this is not a technical lapse but a wise choice. She eschews brilliance and polish and plays straight from the heart, and the effect is cathartic. This is at least on a par with the Khachatryans. The recording is warmer and much more present too, so the pianissimo passages aren’t as quiet as they are on the Armenians’ disc; but the enveloping sound, especially in the piano, enhances the music’s emotional effect. This recording is an essential acquisition for people who value this work, the second great Soviet violin sonata after Prokofieff’s Sonata 1.

The Strauss Sonata almost feels like a makeweight, and it was wisely placed before the Shostakovich. I say almost, because Pietsch once again shows what a superb artist she is. She is especially effective in the passages at lower dynamics, as she so often is. She and Solaun don’t quite storm the heavens the way Frank Almond and Wolfgang Wolfram do (M/J 2007), but this is one of the best readings of the work that I’ve heard, and Strauss’s bold optimism comes through powerfully.

Gulli played two Stradivarius violins, the “Marechal Berthier, Vecsey” of 1716 and the “Conte Fontana” dated 1702 on its label but probably from around 1690. Pietsch plays a violin made by Carlo Antonio Testore of Milan in 1751.

I’m at a loss whether to call this unusual juxtaposition of Strauss and Shostakovich balanced or schizoid—all the melodic rapture belongs to Strauss, all the deep tragic feeling to Shostakovich. In the Victorian era a violin sonata couldn’t be all marzipan and sunshine without exhibiting post-Paganini virtuosity. Neither of these works complies. Strauss’s Violin Sonata dates from the years, 1887 and 1888, when he was ready to burst forth with great orchestral tone poems, and at times, as in the opening piano flourish that aspires to be the opening of Ein Heldenleben, you can hear that Strauss needed a grander stage than chamber music affords. He doesn’t particularly exploit the violin’s ability to dazzle except in passing moments, so his Violin Sonata must fly on the wings of song, which is does quite lusciously.

Since I’ve never collected the work, I have no decided opinions about existing recordings, but to my ears the superb German violinist Franziska Pietsch and competition-winning Spanish pianist Josu De Solaun offer an ideal performance. I’ve admired every release I’ve heard from Pietsch, who has grown into a major interpretative talent from her beginnings as a child prodigy in East Germany. Her playing exhibits real command besides the expected tonal beauty, perfect technique, and musicality. Strauss wrote a solo-quality part for the piano, too, and De Solaun takes full advantage in bold, bravura style. Pietsch’s equally bold, expansive approach gives the piece a dramatic dimension missed by even such stellar violinists as Gil Shaham and Gidon Kremer, both on DG.

If the Strauss came at the beginning of his golden triumphant years, the Shostakovich Violin Sonata belongs to a late period where acclaim and the end of any possible political persecution were counterweighed with bad health and flagging energy. In collaboration with David Oistrakh, the dedicatee, the sonata was completed in October 1968, and in keeping with the gray no man’s land of the early Brezhnev years, it can be played for stark desolation, tight-lipped understatement, and bitterness. Even without editorializing, it’s a work that gains its power, as with so much late Shostakovich, by staring life’s grim realities in the face.

I sometimes wonder how violinists could discover any bright spots in the score; moreover, the famous and all-but-definitive Melodiya recording with Oistrakh and Richter seemed to extract the utmost in emotion, such as it was, that the score could offer. The piece’s enervated expression calls for the passacaglia theme in the finale to be introduced in dry pizzicato by the violin, as if muttered on the verge of a refusal to speak. Pietsch and De Soluan are less existential than Oistrakh and Richter (we aren’t invited to bring suicide pills with us, just in case). Pietsch uses a purer, less abrasive tone than Oistrakh, and long stretches are more meditative than despairing.

One advantage of a softened approach is that when Pietch’s violin does cry out desperately, the gesture makes for a strong contrast, where Oistrakh and Richter can seem relentlessly dogged. Besides her great musicality, Pietsch is also a colorist, matching different tonal qualities to suit each passage. She unleashes an angry, acerbic outburst in the Scherzo, surpassing anyone I’ve heard before. She bows with a wildness almost shocking as the music’s fury mounts. In the finale Pietsch and De Solaun inject interest, even mystery, into writing that can feel deliberately banal.

Altogether, despite the odd programming, this is an outstanding release and a must-listen for both works if you love them. The recorded sound is close, detailed, and very lifelike. The two performers have been a duo only since 2017—this is their debut disc together—and it is announced that they will make a series of recordings for Audite. I am eager to hear what they have to say, with every expectation that it will be exceptional.

I’m at a loss whether to call this unusual juxtaposition of Strauss and Shostakovich balanced or schizoid—all the melodic rapture belongs to Strauss, all the deep tragic feeling to Shostakovich. In the Victorian era a violin sonata couldn’t be all marzipan and sunshine without exhibiting post-Paganini virtuosity. Neither of these works complies. Strauss’s Violin Sonata dates from the years, 1887 and 1888, when he was ready to burst forth with great orchestral tone poems, and at times, as in the opening piano flourish that aspires to be the opening of Ein Heldenleben, you can hear that Strauss needed a grander stage than chamber music affords. He doesn’t particularly exploit the violin’s ability to dazzle except in passing moments, so his Violin Sonata must fly on the wings of song, which is does quite lusciously.

Since I’ve never collected the work, I have no decided opinions about existing recordings, but to my ears the superb German violinist Franziska Pietsch and competition-winning Spanish pianist Josu De Solaun offer an ideal performance. I’ve admired every release I’ve heard from Pietsch, who has grown into a major interpretative talent from her beginnings as a child prodigy in East Germany. Her playing exhibits real command besides the expected tonal beauty, perfect technique, and musicality. Strauss wrote a solo-quality part for the piano, too, and De Solaun takes full advantage in bold, bravura style. Pietsch’s equally bold, expansive approach gives the piece a dramatic dimension missed by even such stellar violinists as Gil Shaham and Gidon Kremer, both on DG.

If the Strauss came at the beginning of his golden triumphant years, the Shostakovich Violin Sonata belongs to a late period where acclaim and the end of any possible political persecution were counterweighed with bad health and flagging energy. In collaboration with David Oistrakh, the dedicatee, the sonata was completed in October 1968, and in keeping with the gray no man’s land of the early Brezhnev years, it can be played for stark desolation, tight-lipped understatement, and bitterness. Even without editorializing, it’s a work that gains its power, as with so much late Shostakovich, by staring life’s grim realities in the face.

I sometimes wonder how violinists could discover any bright spots in the score; moreover, the famous and all-but-definitive Melodiya recording with Oistrakh and Richter seemed to extract the utmost in emotion, such as it was, that the score could offer. The piece’s enervated expression calls for the passacaglia theme in the finale to be introduced in dry pizzicato by the violin, as if muttered on the verge of a refusal to speak. Pietsch and De Soluan are less existential than Oistrakh and Richter (we aren’t invited to bring suicide pills with us, just in case). Pietsch uses a purer, less abrasive tone than Oistrakh, and long stretches are more meditative than despairing.

One advantage of a softened approach is that when Pietch’s violin does cry out desperately, the gesture makes for a strong contrast, where Oistrakh and Richter can seem relentlessly dogged. Besides her great musicality, Pietsch is also a colorist, matching different tonal qualities to suit each passage. She unleashes an angry, acerbic outburst in the Scherzo, surpassing anyone I’ve heard before. She bows with a wildness almost shocking as the music’s fury mounts. In the finale Pietsch and De Solaun inject interest, even mystery, into writing that can feel deliberately banal.

Altogether, despite the odd programming, this is an outstanding release and a must-listen for both works if you love them. The recorded sound is close, detailed, and very lifelike. The two performers have been a duo only since 2017—this is their debut disc together—and it is announced that they will make a series of recordings for Audite.

Prokofiev concerto couplings are two a penny these days yet Franziska Pietsch caused something of a stir with her recent contender (2/18), following it up with an equally impressive disc of solo violin works by Bartok, Prokofiev and Ysaye (12/18).

Here she is back on familiar turf, having made her recent career as a chamber music specialist with such ensembles as the Trio Testore and Trio Lirico. Her new recital colleague, Josu de Solaun, has already undertaken a survey of the complete Enescu piano music for Naxos. A Spanish-born American resident and a multiple prize-winner in his own right, his playing has strength without steeliness and a distinctive warmth and finesse which may or may not be associated with his Shigeru Kawai instrument. Very much an equal partner, he also contributes the booklet notes. Pietsch seems an edgier kind of artist, with the frank emotionalism and potential resort to wide vibrato you might associate with Russian players.

Immaculately pitched in every sense, their Strauss is worth sampling even for those normally resistant to this kind of Romantic fare. Marginally less sympathetic than the sweet and subtle reading from Kyung Wha Chung and Krystian Zimerman, their music-making lacks nothing in intensity or fine detailing and is captured in very lifelike sound in the famous acoustic of the Jesus-Christus-Kirche of Berlin-Dahlem. Some may detect a lack of intimacy, sonic or otherwise; I'd say the score can take it.

In the more ubiquitous Shostakovich the pair are, at least initially, less stoical than David Oistrakh or Oleg Kagan, both with Sviatoslav Richter, injecting light as well as shade without sounding remotely facile. The extremely virtuoso second movement finds Pietsch positively assaulting her strings. The finale is again heartfelt but never too far over the top.

All in all an intriguing offering, even if the startlingly disparate programme won't file easily on the shelves of those of us still in thrall to physical format.

Mit ihrer alles andere als gradlinigen Karriere, bei der sie auf höchstem Niveau und mit wachsender Reputation alle musikalischen Konstellationen auf der Violine erkundete (als Solistin, Konzertmeisterin und Kammermusikerin), verfügt Franziska Pietsch nicht nur über eine stupende Spieltechnik, sondern auch über einen sehr persönlichen, ausgereiften Gestaltungswillen. Dies ist an ihrer Interpretation der beiden Violinsonaten sofort zu spüren, zumal die Zusammenstellung der beiden nicht allzu oft eingespielten Werke kontrapunktischer nicht sein könnte.

Was etwa der junge Richard Strauss im kompositorischen Überschwang der Gattung und den Musikern abverlangt, dringt in den Bereich des Sinfonischen vor. Das Stück lotet nicht nur die Grenzen von Kammermusik aus, es verlangt darüber hinaus virtuose Fertigkeiten. Für Franziska Pietsch wirft dies hörbar keine Probleme auf, eher sucht sie das Risiko, und dies in einem strahlenden, mitunter vibrierenden Ton und einem Höchstmaß an Ausdruck.

Eigenartigerweise steht hier indes das Klavier unter den Händen von Josu de Solaun akustisch stärker im Vordergrund, als man es sich vielleicht wünscht, ebenso wie in den aufbrausenden Momenten der selten zu hörenden Sonate von Dmitri Schostakowitsch. So entsteht gelegentlich der Eindruck, als würden beide Musiker nicht nur eine sperrige Komposition deuten, sondern sich auch intensiv an ihr abarbeiten. Dass sich daraus am Ende eine einnehmend subjektive Perspektive entwickelt, die das fahle Element mit dem energischen Agitato ebenso versöhnt wie mit den wenige lichten Momenten, ist die fraglos größte Stärke dieser vor Energie nur so glühenden Einspielung.

Zwei höchst unterschiedliche Sonaten für Violine und Klavier spielen Franziska Pietsch und Josu de Solaun auf ihrer ersten gemeinsamen CD. Bei beiden Werken finden die Musiker zu einer bemerkenswerten kammermusikalischen Einheit.

23 Jahre jung war Richard Strauss, als er im Jahr 1888 in seiner Sonate op. 18 mit überschwänglichen Klängen jugendliche Freude zum Ausdruck gebracht hat. Schostakowitsch hingegen lässt in seiner späten Sonate von 1968 auch die Mühseligkeiten der letzten Lebensjahre anklingen – eine durch Krankheit und Resignation stark eingeschränkte Lebensfreunde.

Kontraste
Der Kontrast im jeweiligen Lebensgefühl der Komponisten könnte somit größer nicht sein – was die beiden Musiker zu einem beachtlichen gestalterischen Stimmungswechsel herausfordert: die freudigen Emotionen des Strauss’schen Frühwerks werden dabei ebenso intensiv vorgetragen, wie die stilisierte Kargheit in der Musik des russischen Komponisten.

Begegnung
Wie Schmetterlinge umschwirren sich in der Strauss-Sonate die beiden Instrumente, fliegen immer mal wieder auch auf getrennten Bahnen, kommen aber stets wieder zusammen – dynamischer kann diese intensive Kammermusik von Richard Strauss kaum interpretiert werden. Bei Schostakowitsch erzeugt die hervorragende Geigerin Franziska Pietsch mit ihrer Testore-Geige faszinierende Klänge, die der ebenbürtige Pianist Josu de Solaun mit großer Phantasie in seine Stimmverläufe aufnimmt.

Klangereignis
Die Musiker treiben die beiden hervorragend aufgenommenen Sonaten mit größter rhythmischer Präzision voran und schaffen so ein intensives Klangereignis – bei dem man beim Zuhören Gefahr läuft, das Atemholen zu vergessen.

Zu ihrer Aufnahme der Sonaten von Prokofiev, damals noch mit Detlev Eisinger am Piano, schrieb der Pizzicato-Rezensent, „Ihre Interpretation ist schonungslos emotional, mit kantigen Passagen und radikaler Gegenüberstellung von zarter Lyrik und zerrissenen Welten.“ Diese schonungslose Herangehensweise kann man auch der aktuellen Einspielung der beiden gegensätzlichen Welten bestätigen.

(Uwe Krusch) – Während die Sonate des 23-jährigen Richard Strauss durch jugendlichen Überschwang, frische Liebesgefühle und Zukunftsahnungen geprägt ist, schrieb Shostakovich, angegriffen und angeschlagen, in seine Violinsonate Angst und Trauer hinein. Soweit diese beiden Ansätze die Werke trennen, so eint sie doch die tiefen Gefühle, die sie vermitteln.

Franziska Pietsch stürzt sich mit Verve in die Interpretation und bringt es in beide Richtungen, Freude und Trauer, zu großer Darstellung. Da mag auch manches mit zu plakativen technischen Mitteln gespielt werden, wie einige gepresste Töne, Rutscher. Aber wer benimmt sich in überwältigender Freude nicht auch mal ein wenig schräg. Die Lebensgier und viel Kraft bei Strauss werden klar und deutlich.

Der erste Satz bei Shostakovich wirkt dann etwas zurückhaltend, aber die Emotionen kehren in den beiden Folgesätzen zurück.

Ihr neuer Begleiter, Josu de Solaun aus Spanien, hat es da trotz seines aufmerksamen und makellosen Spiels schwer, auf sich aufmerksam zu machen. Aber es gelingt ihm so, dass die Sonaten ein gemeinsames tiefschürfendes Klangbild beider Instrumente ergeben.

(Guy Engels) – Es ist vor allem die späte Shostakovitch-Sonate, die den Zuhörer in einen regelrechten Sog menschlicher Gefühle hineinzieht. Von der ersten Note an, von den ersten bedrohenden, bedrückenden Tönen fesselt diese Interpretation des Duos Pietsch-Solaun. Da stellen sich urplötzlich existenzielle Fragen in einer Art, wie nur perfekte Kenner von Shostakovichs Musik sie aufwerfen können.

Franziska Pietsch packt nicht nur ihr ganzes technisches Können aus – von bissigen, abgerissenen, kurzen Strichen zu tiefgründigem Lamento –, sie ist vor allem eine hervorragende Gestalterin, dies aus dieser über 30minütigen Sonate ein Drama von shakespearschem Charakter macht mit allen Abgründen, Freuden und Leidenschaften eines Menschenlebens.

Als Ouvertüre und perfekter Kontrast erklingt zunächst die spätromantische Strauss-Sonate, die Franziska Pietsch in einen schönen Ton mit sattem Schmelz kleidet, ohne dabei in naive Sentimentalität und Nostalgie vergangener Zeiten zu versinken.

Hier werden zwei große und grundverschiedene Werke des 20. Jahrhunderts hervorragend in all ihrer Gegensätzlichkeit von zwei ausgezeichneten Musikern interpretiert.

The violin sonatas by Strauss and Shostakovich are quite different. The first one, written by a young composer, is full of life and élan, the other is a late composition full of sorrow. Common to both works are their deep emotions which come to full expression in this recording by Franziska Pietsch and Josu de Solaun.