The sheer dynamism and sunny optimism of these performances is compelling, but more involving still is the storytelling. Vivaldi slotted into the players’ parts quotes from the seasonal sonnets (probably written by him) narrating the unfolding seasons and populating them with small incidents: birdsong, dogs barking, and chattering teeth. The players here are really into the theater of the music—no detail escapes them. Best of all is their depiction of Winter with its swirling storms, and a glorious slow movement full of raindrops on the window complementing a soaring, heart-warming violin solo by the fire. Of the other concertos, the Concerto for 4 Violins & Cello in B Minor, Op. 3 No. 10 is a riot. The players conjure some magical articulation throughout, creating wonderfully overlapping textures.