In article <
lge2e91oqq8iikqle...@4ax.com>, Mr. Mike
I opened up the May 1960 issue of High Fidelity, and just reveled in
the ads, a puff-piece/interview with Arthur Fiedler, then in the
reviews of recordings I know all so well:
"One signal omission from Rubinstein's Chopin discography has been the
set of Ballades, among the composer's greatest works. Now he produces
the best complete recording available (not, however, difficult, in view
of the competition)...Here his playing is freer, more introspective,
with a higher incidence of rubatos. An almost discursive air hovers
over the performances, but this is as it should be, considering the
nature of the works; and it is Rubinstein's genius that, while letting
the music flow now this way, now that, he holds it together."
On Richter playing Tchaik 1 with Ancerl:
"Muffled, echoing sound shrouds much of Richter's playing on this
recording, and the orchestra on occasion plays soggily and out of
tune...But there are great merits: in the powerful urgency of the
opening chords; in steady, deliberate tempos, where other pianists
rush; in an octave run almost as steely as Horowitz's; in the
first-movement cadenza, with its clinging tones, feathery runs, clear
lines and shapes."
It's a world where the ads were for amplifiers and radio tuners built
from kits; where an ad pitched a "diamond shaped" stylus instead of the
common conical because it better fit the nooks and crannies of the
groove; where many people bought raw speakers and built their own
wooden enclosures; where the phonograph was king, and there was doubt
that a vinyl record could be compatible with both stereo and monoral
phonographs; and where a 30 watt amplifier would cost $129.00.
-Owen