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Ludwig van BEETHOVEN
(1770-1827)
Piano Sonata No 30, Op 109 [21:04]
Piano Sonata No 31, Op 110 [19:11]
Piano Sonata No 32, Op 111 [27:57]
Inger Södergren (piano)
rec. 1978, Paris (Opp 110, 111); 1989, l’Espace Icare, Issy-les-Moulineaux,
France
CALLIOPE CAL 7648 [68:12]
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Inger Södergren’s playing in these three sonatas
is as songlike, meditative, and purely poetic as anybody around.
Sometimes, in her hands, the music feels fragile, as if it could
break apart at a touch, although in the case of the last two
sonatas this is because the very early digital recording (1978)
makes her piano sound rather frail. That acoustic quality rather
marred my first impression, because Emil Gilels took the ultra-romantic
approach on DG but with a fuller, more colorful tone. After
more exposure I have grown to like Södergren’s performances
very much. Her lyrical touch is unfailing, but it never reaches
excesses which make the music feel slack (Gilels can). The fugue
in Op 110 is appropriately objective and baroque-like with a
decent sense of ultimate triumph - dampened by the brisk final
chord. The opening movements of all three sonatas have snap
but those expansive variation movements in Nos. 30 and 32 are
simply luminous. That’s especially true of No. 30 which
is taken at a blissfully slow pace (14:33) which, paired with
Södergren’s tender phrasing, makes each variation
breathe at its own deep, restful beat. The arietta of the final
sonata opens with a hushed statement of the theme that’s
like hearing a hymn sung from another room; magic. Only that
improbable ‘fast’ variation halfway through disappoints.
It’s worth pointing out that to work its way into my heart,
this CD had to overcome my bemusement with the spectacularly
bad liner-note. Op. 110 is misspelled “Opus 10”
and described as “the final destruction of the classical
sonata form … the most shattering son of the despair of
love.” It’s “still a human work, two human”,
although this makes more sense than the description of Op. 109
as Beethoven being “madly in love. Flabbergasted and breathless
at such happiness”. Maynard Solomon, in Beethoven,
contradicts the note: by the later years, “he had limited
his sexual activity to a succession of loveless relationships
that … did not engage his deeper feelings.” Opus
111 is mistakenly described as having been written “a
year later”, though Solomon says in his biography that
Beethoven completed the sonata within only a few months of having
finished its predecessor. 111 is, the note tells me, “the
miracle that illuminates the world. The first movement: the
ultimate cry, the most powerful, the most deeply torn from its
entrails.” Ouch!
Fear not, listener: there are no torn entrails on this disc.
Only the glassy sound and the presence of other, more warmly
recorded poets (Gilels, Penelope
Crawford with my favorite Op 111 variations, Andrea Lucchesini
perhaps) keep me from giving this the highest recommendation.
Inger Södergren is clearly a Beethoven performer of the
greatest lyrical rank and her performances here are as deeply
felt and well-realized as anybody’s. You can take the
greatest pleasure from this album, with your innards intact.
Brian Reinhart
Masterwork Index: Sonatas
30-32
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