Tuesday 30 April 2013

Stephanie Chou piano recital review 樂評:周佳臻狂放舞指鋼琴獨奏會

A very satisfying recital last night (28 April 2013) by Juilliard-trained Taiwanese pianist Stephanie Chou at the recital hall of the National Concert Hall.
The audience was a good size, the Steinway piano in excellent condition with a fine acoustic. The performer was well-presented in a flaming red dress and high-heels, and demonstrated good stage manner (happily avoiding the exaggerated mannerisms that were on display the previous evening in the concert hall by the Labeque sisters). The programme notes contributed by the performer were in Mandarin only, and my wife reports that these were helpful.
The opening number was the rarely heard G minor Sonata op 22 by Schumann. (The work opens with Schumann’s ‘Clara’ theme, the same descending motif which opens the great Fantasy in C.) This was a very confident and exciting presentation, with clear phrasing, well shaped and admirably well-prepared. Even in the face of awesomely complex technical challenges such as the coda of the fourth movement, the pianist kept her cool and delivered the goods. Brava!
Poulenc’s 'Hommage to Edith Piaf' is another rarely heard gem, and this received contented and spacious playing with many dreamy moments. Ravel’s 'Jeux d’Eau displayed perfectly controlled pedalling, with the pianist’s virtuosity excelling in the rapid sections on display, and a distinguished control of soft shadings. The fearsomely difficult 'Alborada del gracioso' perhaps needs just an extra ounce of carefree mastery to throw off the crisp rhythms with nonchalance, but the famous glissandi came off perfectly.
In the second half, we heard the teacher of Ravel, Gabriel Faure, whose delicious 5th Nocturne was given a warm performance, the swirling arpeggios of the middle section calling for controlled pianism, which was mostly delivered. The programme ended with Chopin’s great third sonata. What a big programme!
My only criticism is that, from where I was sitting at the back, there was a slight lack of volume in the climaxes of the music. This may have been the acoustics, but I suspect some technical weakness in the 4th and 5th fingers of the right hand: perhaps if these fingers could sink downward into the piano more - it would help to add extra volume at the top, allowing the bubbling sections to ‘sizzle’ more hotly whenever required. This extra electricity will further enhance engagement with the audience.  But despite this complaint, it was a very impressive and enjoyable recital.

Sunday 14 April 2013

Cortot on the effects of hearing his teacher's playing

The young Cortot wrote of Risler's playing:

"I immediately felt myself engulfed by the music; it was not just a matter of what
he was playing, but also his charm, his faculty to reveal - to communicate the
incommunicable. His unique way of making music overwhelmed me, it entered into
me, into my very flesh. Risler presented to me a magical world, which previously I
had only known as an onlooker. He opened my soul to the appreciation of a music
that was born of spontaneous inspiration. His feeling for orchestral colour was
something that I had never associated with the piano. From that moment I
understood how the vocation of the interpreter could transcend the metier of the
pianist, I knew... I could see... I believed, and I was clear in my vision."

 Well, through the miracles of YouTube, here's Risler himself performing Beethoven.

 


Tuesday 9 April 2013

John Eliot Gardiner on the limitations of the printed score


Wow! A whole page about a classical musician in today's International Herald Tribune !

Keeping Bach in His Blood, by Corinna Da Fonseca-Wollheim, April 9th 2013

.... The watershed goes back to the 1920s, when instrument technology changed and continuous vibrato became the norm. Around the same time, the freedom of the interpreter began to be curtailed by composers demanding exact adherence to an ever-more-precisely notated text.

"It represents the absolute break of the tradition from Monteverdi to early Stravinsky, whereby the interpreter has freedom to use gesture and rhetoric and passion to articulate, vary and embellish what's written down, Mr Gardiner said. "If you think about it, the written page of music is so limiting".

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MK: or, as someone else has said, "Music creates notation. Notation does not create music."

Monday 8 April 2013

Great sense of rhythm! Goldenweiser and Ginzburg.


Rhythm is elusive. If you play just like a metronome it can sound just like a robot.
Rhythm should have a lusty sense of vitality, like a horse breathing, in a positive sense!


The best two pianists for rhythm that I have heard in recording are Rachmaninoff and Percy Grainger. The two have some genealogy in common: despite living half-way round the world from each other, they had related teachers (in Russia and Australia respectively)  brothers Pavel and Louis Pabst. Here is a two-piano piece by Rachmaninoff, dedicated to Goldenweiser, and performed by Goldenweiser with the astonishing pianist's pianist Grigory Ginzburg.
If you find your finger or toe tapping along, conducting in time with the music, you know that the performers can indeed say "I got rhythm!"

PS aficianados will find great interest in this interview with Ginzburg tucked away in the internet...
 interview with ginzburg.pdf



Friday 5 April 2013

True music making!

Celllist Jacqueline du Pre shows how to make music in this short clip: at first she is playing Mozart politely on the piano, and chatting with her husband Daniel Barenboim, but you can start watching around 1:05 when the room practically catches fire as she switches to her cello and plays Brahms.



What a natural relationship with her instrument, while her heart shines through and connects with the audience. The re-creative art was alive and well with her during her all too brief career.

I remember her in London in the late 1980s visiting (haunting?) the Royal College of Music, in her wheel-chair, crippled by multiple sclerosis, when speech was a problem, attending concerts and after concert parties, breaking our hearts...