The insert details and CD cover tell us that this is the first 
        of a projected cycle of Prokofiev's piano sonatas. As such the compilation 
        is interesting, since it starts at the end rather than the beginning. 
        There is no great problem in that, of course, since Prokofiev of all composers 
        found his muse and his technique early on in his piano music, and all 
        nine sonatas are well worth hearing. There are no inferior works in this 
        canon. 
         
        
The final Sonata, the Ninth, is among the least known 
          of Prokofiev's piano pieces. It is not hard to understand why, since 
          the music is more self effacing than many other sonatas, but holds details 
          which are worth the search. The dedicatee was Sviatoslav Richter, whose 
          own view was that the work was 'free of external effects' and contained 
          'not immediately recognisable treasures'. In other words, this is a 
          subtle product of the composer's last creative phase, contemporary with 
          his symphonic masterpiece, the Symphony No. 6. The style is relatively 
          reticent in comparison with the heroic, transcendentally challenging 
          sonatas which preceded it. 
        
 
        
Dimitriew clearly understands these things and there 
          is method in his decision to record this work for the first release 
          in his projected cycle. As ever the Arte Nova engineers serve the cause 
          well, and the accompanying documentation, while not substantial, is 
          more than adequate. 
        
 
        
The Sonata No. 8 is technically more challenging than 
          its successor. Clearly Dimitriew would not be recording this music were 
          he not up to the task, and he does undoubtedly acquit himself well. 
          Whether his performance is a real match for Ashkenazy, whose Decca recording 
          is the benchmark in this repertoire, is another matter. For the latter 
          seems to bring rather more personality to the music. 
        
 
        
Dimitriew adds a bonus item from the first phase of 
          Prokofiev's career, the Toccata, Opus 11. This dates from the years 
          when he made his living more from performing than from composing, and 
          the Toccata is a rhythmic tour-de-force, a challenge of dexterity and 
          rhythmic attack which remains as fresh and exciting today as it must 
          have sounded when it was new. Both recording and performance capture 
          this spirit, helping making this disc a worthwhile and valuable addition 
          to the catalogue. 
        
 
        
        
Terry Barfoot