Ólafsson, LPO, Gardner, RFH review - spirit of delight

A curate's-egg turn from the Icelandic pianist in Schumann followed by magisterial Elgar

This concert was advertised as the completion of an Elgar symphony cycle, though in the absence of the reconstructed Third, that meant the second of two. Both were planned with interesting concerto couplings. The First Symphony was presented with the Tippett Piano Concerto earlier in the week, and early publicity for this concert promised a new piano concerto from Mark Simpson, with Icelandic pianist Víkingur Ólafsson.

Pavel Kolesnikov, Wigmore Hall review - conjuring spirits from solstitial darkness

★★★★★ PAVEL KOLESNIKOV, WIGMORE HALL Conjuring spirits from solstitial darkness

Master of colour sheds special light on three masterpieces and two surprises

Quite apart from the stunning range of colours and phrasing, Pavel Kolesnikov’s recitals always give you much more than the programme promises. A golden thread through shorter pieces has been one approach, but here he did something different – sailed for the deep waters only in three chameleonic masterpieces, but suggested the connections by unveiling an unnamed work he asked us to listen to in “metaphorical darkness”.

Prom 31, Alder, Ulster Orchestra, Rustioni review - a summer night's dream

★★★★★ PROM 31, ALDER, ULSTER ORCHESTRA, RUSTIONI A summer night's dream

Romantic favourites served with flair and care

The Ulster Orchestra’s Prom finished early to accommodate a late-night concert by the esteemed Tredegar Band – but by then, we’d already enjoyed one spectacular brass showcase. Under its justly-praised chief conductor Daniele Rustioni (formerly assistant to Antonio Pappano at Covent Garden), the Belfast-based outfit crackled and glowed in every department but especially at the back, where a robust, assured and often lyrical brass team delighted a virtually full house.

Kang, National Symphony Orchestra, Bihlmaier, National Concert Hall, Dublin review - hats off, another top conductor

★★★★★ KANG, NATIONAL SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA, BIHLMAIER, DUBLIN Hats off, another top conductor

Interpretative excellence peaks in a phenomenal Schumann Second Symphony

Dublin is feted as the city of the word, peaking on Bloomsday, 16 June, in celebration of Ulysses’ centenary. Yet its concert and opera scene is broadening in brilliance. Had I known before yesterday that the vivacious Peter Whelan and his Irish Baroque Orchestra were performing Bach’s B minor Mass in Christ Church Cathedral, I might not have chosen to hear what until recently was called the RTÉ National Symphony Orchestra of Ireland – and wouldn’t have known what I’d missed.

Cabell, LSO, Rattle, Barbican review - transatlantic traffic

★★★★ NICOLE CABELL, LSO, RATTLE Bold voices from the New World - and the Old

Bold voices from the New World – and the Old

Had he never written a note of his own, George Walker would still have left a record of trailblazing achievements. Born in Washington DC in 1922, he studied piano at Oberlin College and the Curtis Institute (the conservatoire that notoriously rejected Nina Simone). He was taught by Rudolf Serkin and, in 1945, debuted as a soloist first at the New York Town Hall and then, playing Rachmaninov’s third concerto, with the Philadelphia Orchestra under Eugene Ormandy.

Smetana Trio, Wigmore Hall / Minerva Piano Trio, Christ Church Kensington review - spirits of delight

★★★★ SMETANA AND MINERVA PIANO TRIOS Spirits of delight in Marylebone and Kensington

Dazzling Beethoven and Dvořák, Schumann and Stravinsky from two engaging teams

Comparisons might have been odious between three of the world's most cultured players – pianist Jitka Cechová, violinist Jan Talich and cellist Jan Páleníček of the Smetana Trio and the young, British-based Minerva Piano Trio (Annie Yim, Michal Ćwiżewicz and Richard Birchall).

Christian Blackshaw, Wigmore Hall online review - pure as the driven snow

★★★★ CHRISTIAN BLACKSHAW, WIGMORE HALL Mozart and Schubert on their own terms

The British pianist takes Mozart and Schubert on their own terms

From a distance, the pianist Christian Blackshaw bears an uncanny resemblance to Franz Liszt, silver hair swept back à la 19th century. At the piano, though, you could scarcely find two more different musicians. There seems not to be a flamboyant bone in Blackshaw’s body.