At first glance, the title Paris here feels like a marketing concept, with violinist Hilary Hahn penning reminiscences of falling in love with the city when she toured there as a teenager. After all, only one of the three works on the album is French, Ernest Chausson's Poème, Op. 25, but there's more, of course, to Paris than just French music. Things get off to a superb start with Poème, a work written for Eugène Ysaÿe, of whom Hahn was the last student of his last student. She must have played the work hundreds of times, and her performance is, in a word, flawless, but the high pitch is maintained over the rest of the fairly short (52 minutes) but complete-in-itself program. The connection of Prokofiev's Violin Concerto No. 1 in D major, Op. 19, to Paris is that the work was premiered there in 1923, after spending years being carted around in the composer's luggage after he fled the chaos of the Bolshevik takeover and the instability that followed. This is played less often than Prokofiev's second concerto, and here, in addition to being flawless, Hahn has something to say. The work is sometimes taken to be a grotesquerie, with alternations between lyrical material and savage music, especially in the central scherzo with its harmonics and raspy ponticello passages, but Hahn shows that the savagery can be tamed with formidable technique, and in her hands, the music is somewhat humorous and entirely of a piece with Prokofiev's other music of the 1910s. Then, after all of the sterling technical displays, the music turns more personal at the end with a pair of serenades by Einojuhani Rautavaara, written for Hahn at the very end of the composer's life and commissioned by Orchestre Philharmonique de Radio France conductor Mikko Franck; these are warm, valedictory pieces, only recently discovered, and Hahn, who has championed Rautavaara's music in the past, delivers moving readings. Franck and the Orchestre Philharmonique de Radio France are indeed ideal partners, offering the "uniquely French … combination of individualism and ease" Hahn promises in her note, and the sound environment of the Auditorium de Radio France is also ideal. An absolute delight, and, yes, thoroughly Parisian.