These discs are gathered together as 
                originally coupled; the opportunity 
                might have been taken to regroup the 
                sonatas chronologically. Maybe only 
                a critic is going to listen to so much 
                music in a few days, but I suggest that 
                the small effort required to listen 
                to the whole series in chronological 
                order is worth making, both for Mozart 
                himself and for Alicia de Larrocha. 
              
She sets her credentials 
                in the earliest sonata, K.279; unforced 
                tempi in the outer movements countered 
                by fingerwork that bubbles with vivacity, 
                an absolute minimum use of pedal, crisp, 
                often detached articulation, though 
                each single note has a warm, rounded 
                tone, and middle movements kept well 
                on the move. I wondered if her manner 
                was not closer to Scarlatti than to 
                Mozart at times, or at any rate very 
                conscious of the music’s fortepiano 
                origins. Might a spot more latent romanticism 
                be drawn from the Andante of 
                K.283 without losing sight of the style? 
                Might the Andante cantabile con espressione 
                of the A minor Sonata (of which the 
                outer movements are superb) expand just 
                a shade more? 
              
 
              
I am very glad that 
                I listened to the whole cycle chronologically 
                before giving more definite voice to 
                these criticisms, for I now see that 
                de Larrocha has deliberately interpreted 
                the early group of Sonatas (Kk.279-284) 
                in a more fortepiano manner, evidently 
                believing that the true Mozartian voice 
                is still emerging and that we should 
                remember their roots in earlier composers. 
                The Adagio of K.332 has all the 
                gravity one could wish for, and from 
                this point on the middle movements are 
                all beautifully and spaciously expressed, 
                while the outer movements acquire longer 
                and more singing lines. What is remarkable 
                about these performances is how they 
                succeed in expressing everything that 
                is in the music while remaining wholly 
                without idiosyncrasies. K.570 is, quite 
                simply, a wonderful performance of a 
                wonderful sonata (it is probably the 
                finest of them all), while aspiring 
                young pianists could not find a better 
                model for K.545. There is a tendency 
                to regard these sonatas as student fare, 
                not quite on the level of the concertos 
                for piano and orchestra. Time and again, 
                as I listened to these records, I was 
                left feeling that I had underestimated 
                the music in the past. 
              
 
              
I feel a little guilty 
                about writing so little after some six 
                hours’ listening, but in view of such 
                all round excellence there seems little 
                point in singling out further details. 
                I dipped into a few recent Brendel performances 
                for comparison and found a slightly 
                more nervous Mozart in his hands, the 
                pianist ever willing to zoom into tiny 
                details. Since his points are always 
                most perceptive, and he does not allow 
                them to hold up the longer line, this 
                is also Mozart playing that demands 
                to be heard. However, the Brendel recordings 
                do not amount to a complete cycle as 
                yet. 
              
 
              
Altogether, then, Alicia 
                de Larrocha’s Mozart cycle, well recorded 
                with plenty of bloom on the sound, seems 
                an ideal buy. The booklet notes are 
                quite extensive. Though presented as 
                a single essay, from the way they dart 
                back and forth I think they must actually 
                be taken from the notes to the original 
                separate CDs, printed consecutively, 
                to occasionally bewildering effect. 
                Once you have got used to this they 
                are very good. Completists should note 
                that the composite sonata K.547a, included 
                in some editions, is not given here; 
                nor is the C minor Fantasia, K.396, 
                which was completed by another hand. 
              
 
              
Christopher Howell