If ever there was a 
                "pianists’ pianist" it must 
                surely have been Vladimir Horowitz (1904-1989). 
                Born in Kiev, he originally wanted to 
                be a composer but supported himself 
                with increasingly successful concerts 
                of piano playing, first in Russia then 
                abroad, finally settling in the US following 
                his marriage to Toscanini’s daughter 
                Wanda. He was a dynamo from an early 
                age and in 1924, when still only 20, 
                he played no less than 25 separate recitals 
                in Leningrad alone, without repeating 
                a single work! Once abroad the legend 
                was truly born and he could command 
                audiences of 3,000; in Paris the police 
                had to be called, such was the hysteria 
                his concerts could give rise to. 
              
 
              
Whilst Horowitz was 
                one of the last remaining representatives 
                of romanticism, sharing equal billing 
                with the composer, he also liked to 
                present himself as a simple, even humble, 
                servant of his art. He was very unusual 
                in that there was nothing he would not 
                play in private, though his programmes 
                generally featured his core repertoire 
                of Chopin, Schumann, Scriabin and Liszt. 
                In addition he liked to play Rachmaninov, 
                Prokofiev and Barber. Scarlatti was 
                another to whose music Horowitz brought 
                an illuminating clarity that was almost 
                breathtaking. It may strike one as surprising, 
                therefore, that Beethoven in not amongst 
                this pantheon of greats. It seems that 
                during sabbaticals he took as respite 
                from his punishing schedule he explored 
                repertoire that, according to the liner 
                notes, "may have lacked dazzling 
                crowd-pleasing qualities but offered 
                artistic substance that nourished his 
                most profound musical instincts". 
                It was during one such period that he 
                immersed himself in the music of Beethoven 
                from which sessions these recordings 
                emerged. Incidentally, how strange that 
                Beethoven’s piano sonatas could ever 
                have been considered to have lacked 
                anything! 
              
 
              
These versions of the 
                Appassionata, Moonlight and Waldstein 
                sonatas were recorded in 1956 and 1959. 
                They are extremely sensitive performances 
                that were evidently meticulously planned. 
                Even the pauses are telling. There is 
                no doubt that of the three sonatas the 
                "Appassionata" particularly 
                suited Horowitz’s temperament. Whilst 
                Rudolf Serkin described his performance 
                of Chopin’s C Minor Ballade as being 
                "like a fireball exploding", 
                one critic describing his American debut 
                called him "that unleashed tornado 
                from the steppes". Many of his 
                performances saw him play other pianists 
                "under the table" and his 
                huge energy is especially evident in 
                this performance of the "Appassionata" 
                – just listen to the final, closing 
                bars to appreciate his interpretation 
                of the frenzy Beethoven was depicting. 
                It is all perfectly fitting for this 
                sonata and will repay countless listenings. 
              
 
              
However, I did not 
                feel the same way about his playing 
                of the "Moonlight" which I 
                regard as one of his mannered performances 
                in which, for me at least, he seems 
                to lose sight of the overall structure 
                and the result is a rendition of a work 
                that is so familiar yet played in a 
                such a way as to be at odds with what 
                you’re expecting to hear. The opening 
                movement appears rather ponderous, even 
                leaden whilst the second loses the fluidity 
                I enjoy, each note separated with no 
                feeling of flowing that makes this movement 
                so attractive to me. The final movement 
                Horowitz takes at breakneck speed, the 
                notes tumbling into each other in a 
                welter that loses their individual value 
                and instead become a barrage that I 
                found both unattractive and annoying. 
                Perhaps I will change my mind over time, 
                but like most people I’m sure, I have 
                a benchmark performance in my mind when 
                I listen to something as familiar as 
                this work (I have been listening to 
                it for nigh on sixty years) and this 
                fell short of that. 
              
 
              
The opening of the 
                "Waldstein" is once again 
                taken too fast for my liking though 
                he does slow down somewhat later in 
                the movement. Horowitz’s energy and 
                relentless drive are shown to good effect 
                from around five minutes into the first 
                movement - when power is required he 
                can certainly deliver it but it’s knowing 
                when to control rather unleash it that 
                I sometimes feel lets him down. Another 
                example of rushing the music comes in 
                the closing seconds of the final movement 
                – it’s almost as if he were aware that 
                he had to catch a bus! Generally speaking, 
                however, I enjoyed the performance of 
                this great work and shall listen to 
                it again and again. 
              
 
              
I’m sure it would be 
                a rewarding experience to hear all of 
                Horowitz’s performances of Beethoven 
                sonatas and I look forward to doing 
                so as there is no doubt he was a supreme 
                master of pianism and I certainly don’t 
                hold with the opinion of some critics 
                that said he played everything as if 
                it were Liszt! 
              
Steve Arloff