The Treasury
of Harpsichord Music was originally recorded on 78s
and issued both separately and in an album and in 1952
on LP. Dances of Ancient Poland was released in
1951 under the title Landowska Plays for Paderewski and
under the current name in 1965. Due to limitations in
playing time, Bach’s Prelude, Fugue and Allegro in
E flat from the Treasury album was omitted
from the present issue but will appear on a later Naxos
release.
Wanda
Landowska was a legend during her lifetime and has remained
so, first and foremost as the one who reintroduced the
harpsichord in modern times. Listened to with ears attuned
to the more authentic style of playing - the one that scholars
have taught us to appreciate during the last half-century
- she seems decidedly old-fashioned ... but thrilling!
Hers is a much grander style and her big sonorous instrument
is a kind of harpsichord equivalent to a cathedral organ
as compared to an organ harmonium. Booming bass and powerful,
almost ferocious, mid-register were the order of the day
and at the end of pieces – or sometimes phrases – lingering
notes remain in the air for several seconds. In other instances
the sound can be very tender and intimate; “romantic” might
be the proper word. This also means that the dissonances
in, for instance, Scarlatti’s D-major sonata, are more “spicy” and
these make the music sound modern. Chambonnières’ Sarabande is
almost ghostly – an adventurous film director might have
chosen this for a soundtrack. La Dauphine wallows
lustily in the water, Les barricades mystérieuses is
dark and menacing while L’arlequine is all light
and glitter. Croft’s C minor ground is stylishly played
until just before the end where there is an almost ear-shattering
outbreak. The anonymous Nightingale is sensitively
played with elegant trills but it would have been lighter,
more airy on an authentic instrument. Handel’s Harmonious
Blacksmith is a muscular one and it is played with
gusto.
Mozart
may be too mechanical, at least the D major rondo, but
the Rondo alla Turca is better suited to this treatment,
the harpsichord reminiscent of the tambourine-dominated
Turkish percussion, reminding me that Christian Zacharias
once recorded this sonata with a tambourine added in the
last reprise.
The
Vivaldi concerto, in Bach’s transcription, recalls an old
favourite reference book, a now 55 years old survey of
the classical record market in Sweden at the end of the
78 rpm era. This was then one of only two records available
with music by Vivaldi. Times change! And to be honest,
the music says more about Bach than his Italian contemporary,
while the playing is more Landowska than either Bach or
Vivaldi. However it’s all great fun, especially the last
movement, and she plays superbly.
The
Dances of Ancient Poland are
fascinating, variously powerful, using the full scope
of the instrument, sounding like a full orchestra and
then more restrained. Landowska’s own Bourée d’Auvergne is
forceful with an ominous drone behind long stretches
of the music. In the end we hear a snippet of one of
the songs that Canteloube also used for his Auvergne
settings. Ogiński’s G major polonaise is also worth
mentioning. It’s a jolly piece with some elegant syncopations
giving it a tinge of ragtime. The lively and colourful The
Hop should not be overlooked and finally there’s
Chopin’s Mazurka in C major, played as you’ve
never heard it before. I wonder what Chopin would have
thought.
If
I sound sceptical ... in a way I am. When it comes to the
historical material the Landowska approach is often far
from what we today regard as historically correct. In Landowska’s
days no one questioned her style. She was fully convinced
that this was the real thing – and conviction is what permeates
her playing through both these recitals; conviction and
enjoyment. And isn’t that what music-making to a high degree
is about? Throwing every thought about historical correctness
over-board? Listening to this disc can be a life-enhancing
experience. Technically the playing is without reproach
and the its reproduction is lifelike, considering the age.
Wilful the playing may be, but utterly stimulating.
Göran Forsling
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by Jonathan Woolf
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