Considering Kissin’s 
                reputation and place in the public eye, 
                his most recent records have disappointed 
                some critics. Nevertheless, there is 
                always a huge feeling of anticipation 
                on a new release and this was no exception 
                for me. How would this towering virtuoso 
                approach Schubert’s last sonata and 
                its simultaneously simple and difficult 
                opening? 
              
Postponing an account 
                of that reaction for a moment, I must 
                say that this CD is worth buying for 
                the account of the Mephisto Waltz alone. 
                Kissin’s overwhelming performance is 
                the product of compendious pianistic 
                resource; crystalline scales, powerful 
                but sharply-etched octaves, delicate 
                trills, precipitous leaps – it’s all 
                there. This work’s reputation as a display 
                piece, though well-deserved, has tended 
                to obscure its purely musical and structural 
                virtues. Like the B minor Sonata, this 
                first Mephisto Waltz is unified by thematic 
                transformation and Kissin gets across 
                this structural integrity to perfection. 
                He also captures beautifully the languid 
                eroticism of the slow version of Faust’s 
                theme, music that would not be out of 
                place in a late-night piano bar in an 
                exotic neighbourhood of one the world’s 
                great cities. There are contemporary 
                hints of Tristan and, well in 
                the future, of Scriabin. This is a performance 
                of the highest class; virtuosity at 
                the service of musicality. 
              
The Schubert/Liszt 
                transcriptions are of equal quality. 
                Liszt makes Schubert’s rather chaste 
                serenade much more sensual, a poem delivered 
                across the bed rather from underneath 
                the balcony. The imitations of the last 
                stanza suggest the lovers’ duetting 
                appassionato (a listener with 
                a vivid imagination might detect a hint 
                of "Over the Rainbow" near the end). 
                I can’t imagine a better performance 
                than Kissin’s. 
              
The three other transcriptions 
                fare equally well, in particular, Liszt’s 
                depiction of Rellstab’s "rushing torrent" 
                and "howling forest" in Aufenthalt. 
                In Kissin’s hands, Liszt, for all the 
                virtuoso bravura, never overwhelms Schubert’s 
                melodies. The miniature tone poems that 
                result show just how acutely Liszt penetrated 
                to the essence of the songs. 
              
But all that – and 
                it is absolutely top-drawer – is only 
                a third of the disc. Schubert’s last 
                sonata, especially the first movement, 
                challenges the pianist from the very 
                first statement of the theme. And Kissin 
                disappointed immediately; that first 
                statement, potentially so magical, is 
                laboured, hampered by huge agogic accents, 
                weighed down by its own portentousness. 
                I wanted to say, "just play the notes"! 
                Semplice, don’t try so hard! 
                There is some wonderful cantabile playing 
                in this movement and Kissin is more 
                straightforward when there is more happening 
                but the most songlike projection does 
                not redeem for me this misconceived 
                approach. 
              
The Andante 
                fares as badly. It’s not just a matter 
                of tempo; the spirit of the music is 
                absent. The theme is melancholy enough 
                but sadness does not necessarily mean 
                slowness. It feels as if Kissin is striving 
                for an effect, to be different, though 
                the occasional vocal contributions suggest 
                that the pianist really is feeling what 
                he is playing. 
              
The beautifully light 
                and skittish performances of the Scherzo 
                and Allegro finale return Kissin 
                to his best form. As with the Liszt, 
                I found myself totally involved in the 
                music; the finale shows an ideal balance 
                of cantabile melody and delicate accompaniment, 
                the little flashes of whimsy are delightful. 
              
In summary, the performance 
                of the first two movements of the Schubert 
                is too mannered for a recommendation. 
                But buy this CD for masterly readings 
                of the Liszt works and you have the 
                bonus of two delicious sonata movements. 
                I’d go for that! 
              
Roger Blackburn