At the close of a review 
                of a generally impressive but not uniformly 
                even Op. 25 at the Wigmore in October 
                last year (review), 
                I stated that ‘I look forward to hearing 
                his Chopin Etudes (both sets) in another 
                10-20 years time’. Six months later, 
                and a SACD of the Opp. 10 and 25 appears 
                (Kempf evidently does not approve of 
                the Trois nouvelles Etudes, as 
                there’s plenty of room left on the disc). 
                BIS elect to accord him exemplary recording 
                standards, courtesy of Producer/Engineer 
                Jens Braun, and a piano that seems to 
                have been exquisitely prepared by Stefan 
                Olsson (try the end of the E minor, 
                Op. 25 No. 5 for evidence of this). 
              
 
              
Never at any point 
                does Freddy Kempf make the listener 
                doubt his technical abilities. Indeed, 
                it is obvious he is more than just a 
                technician - yet his interpretation 
                has yet to mature and there is the constant 
                nagging doubt that this has been put 
                down for posterity too early in his 
                career. There are moments of excellence, 
                that much is undeniable, but when the 
                Etudes are over Kempf does not 
                give the impression of having undertaken 
                a journey, rather of having presented 
                24 separate short pieces. 
              
 
              
So it is that in the 
                first Prelude of the Op. 10 set one 
                can only admire the resonance of the 
                bass (no muddiness at all), without 
                really getting dragged into the fact 
                this is the beginning of one of the 
                piano literature’s major opuses. The 
                second Prelude (A minor) reveals Kempf’s 
                smooth legato (Horst Scholz’s booklet 
                note - of which more later - refers 
                rather nicely to this piece’s ‘tight, 
                chromatic garlands’). The somewhat affected 
                rubato of the usually magical E major 
                makes the Prelude appear contrived (compare 
                Kempf with Van Cliburn on RCA Legendary 
                Visions 82876 58241-9, see my review, 
                and you enter a different Universe!). 
                The following, famous C sharp minor 
                comes straight from the School of Aggressive 
                Virtuosity. It is a torrent of notes 
                and, on its own terms, is actually very 
                exciting. Forced expression is again 
                present in No. 6 (E flat minor, Andante), 
                which meanders somewhat in Kempf’s hands. 
                Literalism robs the F major (No. 8) 
                of its lace-like magic - there is no 
                doubting with Kempf that this is an 
                Etude! The next Etude is better, more 
                flighty. Hope comes in the form of No. 
                10, not too mechanistic and rising to 
                quite an impressive climax. No. 11 (E 
                flat) shows that Kempf does indeed possess 
                an intimate side. Presumably this was 
                to ensure maximum contrast to the martellato 
                left-hand of the opening of No. 12 in 
                C minor - the so-called ‘Revolutionary’. 
                The set closes with Kempf adding warmth 
                to his tone. The recording is particularly 
                excellent here. 
              
 
              
The Op. 25 set is dedicated 
                to the Countess Marie d’Agoult, Liszt’s 
                companion and mother to Cosima, Mrs 
                Richard Wagner-to-be. Horst Scholtz’s 
                notes about this set are all in one 
                huge paragraph, making for difficult 
                reading (over 1½ pages of text!) whatever 
                their claims as a useful guide for the 
                uninitiated. 
              
 
              
Kempf’s studied rubato 
                in the first of the sequence sets the 
                tone for a reading short on sensitivity. 
                The fourth Etude (A minor) is more typewriter 
                than Agitato, although to be fair, later 
                on, Kempf plays No. 8 (D flat) with 
                more subtlety than he did at the Wigmore 
                (where I referred to his ‘machine-gun’ 
                touch). Structurally, too, the interpretation 
                needs more consideration. The C sharp 
                minor Lento (No. 7) is a meditation 
                that represents the still centre of 
                Op. 25. Kempf does not enter into Chopin’s 
                world here, and an excellent left-hand 
                towards the climax (around 2’30) is 
                offset by right-hand chords that break 
                the tone of the piano. Kempf is happiest 
                in the Lisztian octaves of No. 10 in 
                B minor, a tour-de-force. He leaves 
                a long pause before the whimsical middle 
                section, after a markedly violent close 
                to the ‘A’ section. It helps to make 
                this Etude, one of Kempf’s best performances, 
                almost turn into a tone-poem. Of the 
                A minor (No. 11), I wrote at the Wigmore 
                that Kempf over-interpreted the simple 
                single-line opening and its ensuing 
                chordal ‘echo’, lessening the contrast 
                to the ‘explosion’ that follows. Here 
                the pianissimo chords are beautifully 
                weighted, but the harmonic shift that 
                closes the sequence, which should be 
                so full of mystery, is here painfully 
                literal, as if the pianist’s mind is 
                on the perils of the rest of the Prelude. 
                Maybe that was the case, but there is 
                definitely not the requisite impression 
                of holding one’s breath before the onslaught. 
              
 
              
The final Prelude in 
                C minor is impressive. Kempf’s harmonic 
                awareness results in a well built climax. 
                Yet this is not a set of Chopin Etudes 
                I see myself returning to very often, 
                except maybe as a demonstration of recording. 
              
 
              
There appears to be 
                some confusion as to which Etude is 
                sometimes known as the ‘Winter Wind’, 
                as the track listing has it as the final 
                one, the liner notes imply it is No. 
                11. 
              
 
              
Disappointing. 
              
 
              
Colin Clarke