I
                    must admit to a liking for Aldo Ciccolini’s playing. His
                    recordings of the work of Erik Satie were the ones which
                    seemed to have the most verve and élan out of the versions
                    I used to cherry-pick from my father’s collection. His unaffected
                    but sensitive style equally suits the often deceptively simple
                    sounding Lyric Pieces by Edvard Grieg.
                
                 
                
                
                As
                    far as I can tell, this is the only complete recording of
                    these infinitely attractive works currently available, and
                    as such has an inherent value to serious collectors and record
                    libraries. I can say from the outset that nobody need feel
                    concern about the quality of either the playing or the recording,
                    both of which are very good indeed. Taking the recorded sound
                    first, the piano is set in an acoustic with acceptable resonance,
                    and at a distance which gives a sensible perspective to the
                    listener. The piano sound is indeed very classy, but as the
                    title suggests, the music demands more lyrical expressiveness
                    than shuddering bass notes or ethereal resonance – the art
                    is in the playing, and Ciccolini is no slouch when it comes
                    to melodic phrasing, legato and alert characterisation.
                
                 
                
                One
                    disc which should be on any piano collector’s shelves is
                    the classic 1974 recording which Emil Gilels made for Deutsche
                    Grammophon. His is of course a selection of the Lyrische
                    Stücke, but the grand master’s surprising application
                    to the cause of Grieg’s miniatures resulted in a classic
                    album which is still largely unsurpassed in the quality of
                    playing. Comparing extracts from a complete edition against
                    edited highlights is a little unfair, but what I am interested
                    is in the area of interpretation. Take the beautiful and
                    justly famous Arietta which opens Op.12. Ciccolini
                    forms an elegant structure, which rises and falls in sympathetic
                    rubati, phrasing forward in the first half of the melody,
                    reigning in just a fraction in the second, shaping the melody
                    just as you can imagine Grieg might have wished. Gilels is
                    just that little more detailed, adding in little micro-rubati
                    which add a strange richness to the simple lines, without
                    disturbing the flow or basic rhythm. Gilels takes as his
                    second choice the opening Berceuse of the Op.38 set,
                    and listening to Ciccolini first we find a gorgeously expressive
                    line in the opening, the notes in the melody falling almost
                    invisibly behind that of the accompaniment – Errol Garner
                    in classical mode. His central section has nobility and poise,
                    and after that surprise of contrast from the composer we
                    are lulled back into repose with the same cradle-rocking
                    movement. Gilels is a good 34 seconds quicker than Ciccolini
                    but seems little quicker, gaining little fractions of time
                    however with a tiny shortening of the syncopated rhythm at
                    the end of each bar. He leaves less time between sections
                    as well, and his central section is gentler, and with closer
                    microphone placement we get a generally more intimate feeling,
                    until you realise that his climax is delayed, being placed
                    at the height of the development section, which falls into
                    that golden-section slot two thirds before the end of the
                    piece. Ciccolini holds back at this point, the peak of this
                    melody being more the top-of-the-stairs for him, rather than
                    that of a Norwegian mountain top.
                
                 
                
                It
                    is quite remarkable how such different interpretations can
                    stand side by side, and still be found to work on their own
                    terms. At no point did I feel that I was missing anything
                    with Ciccolini, but the differences in character between
                    the Russian and the Italian temperament mean that pianists
                    will no doubt argue passionately about the rights and wrongs
                    of either approach. If you are in any doubt, dip into some
                    numbers like Petit oiseau in op.43 (Disc 1 track 20)
                    which flies superbly. In fact, I can find very little to
                    fault Ciccolini anywhere. Comparing op.47 no.2, Feuille
                    d’album I suppose there is a little of the ‘fat note’ syndrome
                    in his slightly heavy melodic touch, but with the folk element
                    hinted at in this delightful piece there could be more than
                    a little method in his mood. Gilels is lighter in general,
                    but his pictures are more romantic – the sepia edged with
                    flowers and beautifully kept, rather than well-thumbed and
                    appreciated by all on a regular basis. Mélodie op.47
                    no.3 carries on from this on Gilels’ collection, so it is
                    interesting again to hear how both players sing with the
                    extended lyrical line, Gilels portraying the line in a more
                    vocal way, Ciccolini a touch more orchestral with the accompaniment,
                    and with a more emphatic rubato toward the end of phrases.
                    Ciccolini is admirably nostalgic in the later opus numbers,
                    and while I now discover I haven’t gone into discs two and
                    three at all I can promise even more delights and deeper
                    insights in the works which emerged from Grieg’s own advancing
                    years.  
                
                 
                
                Coming
                    in at around the £20 mark this three CD set has to be considered
                    something of a bargain as a new recording. Cascavelle cannot
                    really be said to have given this set much of a luxury feel,
                    with informative but brief booklet notes, no information
                    on the recording venue and little about the player. The presentation
                    is not helped by pictures of Aldo looking as if he’s still
                    waiting for the cheque to arrive. This is however more than
                    just a safe recommendation, with Ciccolini’s passion in the Melancholy of
                    op.65 no.3 still ringing in my ears, and the refined joy
                    of the Wedding Day which concludes that set, confirming
                    his place as one of the great pianists of our time.
                
                 
                
                    Dominy Clements   
                
                 
                
                
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