Very
much a ‘pianist’s pianist’, as Michelangeli
(also Moravec’s teacher) was, Ivan Moravec
is considered by many to be the greatest living
exponent of the instrument. He shoulders that
reputation – and it is a deserved one – with
his usual self-effacing modesty; here is a
pianist with no affectation, no interpretative
baggage and no larger than life personality.
What you get with Moravec is the music - and
playing of such perfection, such soulfulness
and such sheer beauty that he holds his audience
spellbound. This is quite literally the first
recital I have attended in more than 20 years
of going to instrumental and song recitals
that was listened to in awed silence: not
one cough, not one splutter, not one mobile
‘phone. It was an hour of the highest quality
pianism listened to in ideal circumstances.
The
warmth of the acoustic at St Luke’s could
only help Moravec’s famed velvety tone emerge
as it should. His keyboard control – impressively
untouched by age (he is now 74) - verges between
pianissimi of breathtaking stillness
to fortes of savage – yet controlled
– intensity. Both were evident in a profound
performance of Janacek’s great 1923 Sonata
1.X.1905 ("From the Street"),
one of the most anguished of all twentieth
century piano works (incomplete though it
is). Whether it be in the calm wistfulness
of ‘Foreboding’ or the frenzied angst that
illuminates the central section of ‘Death’
there could be no doubt that Moravec was utterly
inside the composer’s idiom. This performance
had a rare emotional strength to it; combined
with transcendental keyboard colour it is
hard to imagine a better one than we heard
here.
This
was also the case with the two composers Moravec
programmed beside the sonata: Smetana and
Suk. The formers Polka in G minor and Polka
in A minor, both as infectious in their rhythmic
control as they were brooding in their colour,
were spontaneous vignettes; Suk’s Humoresque
in C major and Humoresque, Op.7 No 2 were
delivered with panache and brilliance. That
careful pedal control – so evident throughout
the recital – merely added to the impression
that here was a pianist who not only knows
this music intimately but with every keystroke
laid open a world of intimate emotion, captured
with rapturous tone.
There
can be no complaints about the music making.
However, this was by no means a sold out recital
(it should have been); the LSO needs to do
more to increase awareness of these Thursday
lunchtime concerts. A broadcast of the concert
can be heard on BBC Radio 3 on 20th
October 2004 at 1pm. It is well worth catching.
Marc Bridle