Jennifer Micallef and Glen Inanga have been playing 
          together as a piano duo since 1994. They were both students at the Royal 
          Academy of Music in London, and since then have won numerous prizes 
          and given concerts all over Europe, with others planned worldwide. Listening 
          to them here I can well imagine the thrilling effect they must have 
          on a live audience. 
        
 
        
A glance at the list of works shows that almost all 
          of the music on this disc exists also in orchestral versions. In some 
          cases the two-piano arrangement was made after the orchestral work was 
          completed, in others the two-piano version came first. Leaving aside 
          the quality of the performances here, how many of us will want to listen 
          to these pieces in their two-piano form? We may enjoy playing Beethoven 
          symphonies in four-hand arrangements, but would we go to a concert to 
          hear them? And Ravel, of course, was a master of orchestration. Well, 
          the answer to the question, as is often the case, is not at all clear. 
        
 
        
The disc opens with the ravishing Introduction and 
          Allegro, and so perfectly is this piece conceived in its original 
          form that I expected it to be one of the works which would suffer most 
          from a lack of instrumental colour. But I was surprised how well it 
          works, and how little I missed the other instruments. The two-piano 
          arrangement is by Ravel himself, and one piano plays the harp part and 
          the other the rest. The players give a most sensitive performance here, 
          alive to every change of mood, wistful and touching in the opening pages, 
          scintillating at the end. Nobody would be disappointed by it. 
        
 
        
Continuing with the pieces in the order in which they 
          appear on the disc, we pass to the Rapsodie espagnole, which 
          is listed on the back cover as the "original version for two pianos". 
          This, as Robert Matthew-Walker’s booklet notes make clear, is wrong. 
          Only the third movement, Habañera, was originally a two-piano 
          piece, and Ravel inserted an orchestrated version of it into his Rapsodie 
          espagnole. According to Francis Poulenc, writing in 1963, Ravel 
          was unhappy with the orchestral version of this movement, but those 
          who know the Rapsodie in its orchestral form will find, I think, 
          that this is one of those works where the wonderful range of 
          colour, so subtle, so evocative, which the composer draws out of the 
          orchestra, is cruelly lacking. Nothing can take away, however, the virtuosity 
          and conviction of the two players in this performance which culminates 
          in a breathtaking final Feria. 
        
 
        
Entre cloches, as its title suggests, is composed 
          largely of bell sounds, either loud and insistent, as at the opening, 
          or gentler and more distant later and at the end. It’s an affecting 
          piece which was first published together with the Habañera 
          previously discussed. It’s certainly worth hearing by Ravel admirers 
          and completists. 
        
 
        
Ma mère l’oye can seem less sophisticated 
          than it really is, especially given that long passages of it are quite 
          easy from a technical point of view. The Micallef/Inanga duo give a 
          performance in which tempi are on the rapid side and pedalling is limited. 
          Listening to Laurence Fromentin and Dominique Plancade on an EMI Classics 
          Début disc, recorded more distantly and in a rather more reverberant 
          acoustic, the music takes on greater warmth and charm. It’s partly to 
          do with tempo – the French pair take a little more time on each one 
          of the five short movements – but more to do with articulation and pedalling, 
          where the French players seek out a less analytical sound which allows 
          for a more overtly expressive approach. The music thus seems less cold, 
          which some may find, though I don’t count among their number, less authentically 
          like Ravel. If you have the same reaction to this performance as I do, 
          you might agree that this is the only weakness in an otherwise outstanding 
          disc: an occasional preference for technical brilliance, a reluctance 
          to linger, moving onwards when letting the music breathe a little more 
          might have worked better. Ravel did not wear his heart on his sleeve 
          – he said himself that Basques do not do this – but the heart was certainly 
          there, and on this disc we might sometimes think he hid it too well. 
        
 
        
One of Ravel’s most beautiful works is the early set 
          of orchestral songs entitled Shéhérazade. He had 
          intended to write an opera on this subject, but the project was never 
          completed, and those songs along with the Overture on this disc were 
          the two works which came out of it. While whatever oriental atmosphere 
          to be found in the songs is extremely subtle, the Overture, originally 
          composed for orchestra, contains a fair bit of whole-tone writing which 
          tries, but without much conviction, to evoke the oriental setting. Similarly 
          the energetic passages communicate more bluster than power. The piece 
          runs for over thirteen minutes, so the planned opera was presumably 
          a large-scale affair. 
        
 
        
Frontispice, a tiny little work, was totally 
          new to me and I have found no other reference to it. Robert Matthew-Walker 
          tells us that this "curious fragment … was written to preface, 
          musically, a collection of war poems by Ricciotto Canudo." It’s 
          certainly curious: it opens with a sinuous, constantly repeated ostinato 
          pattern progressively more and more ornamented, and closes with a crescendo 
          of dramatic chords. I’m not sure that I would have identified the composer 
          in a blind tasting. And then we note that a fifth hand is required. 
          At least one of the five is played on this disc by Christian Sterling. 
        
 
        
La Valse is given a most brilliant performance 
          full of breathtaking virtuosity and risk-taking, but the orchestral 
          version has so much more to offer, and the pursuit of brilliance at 
          the expense of sentiment leads to a waltz wherein Ravel’s own admittedly 
          very sardonic version of Viennese lilt is in rather short supply. 
          William Hedley