Marc 
                  Pantillon’s programme on this CD takes us from very near the 
                  beginning of Brahms’ career as a composer to very near the end 
                  of it. The four Ballades were written at the age of twenty-one; 
                  the three Intermezzi and the six Klavierstücke when Brahms was 
                  fifty-nine. 
                Pantillon 
                  gives a finely nuanced performance of the Ballades. The first 
                  is Brahms’ response to the Scottish Ballad of “Edward” as translated 
                  by Herder, a ballad entirely in dialogue between a mother and 
                  the son who has murdered his father. Pantillon brings out very 
                  nicely the implied presence of two voices and his articulation 
                  of Brahms’ use of staccato and of low bass notes conveys an 
                  apt gruesomeness. The altogether more tender emotions of the 
                  second Ballade bring out a sensitive inwardness, which is one 
                  of Pantillon’s strengths as a pianist, though he also characterises 
                  very well the sterner rhythms of the middle section. “What shall 
                  we call this? Demoniacal?” – Schumann is reported to have queried 
                  of the third Ballade. There is something of the sort in Pantillon’s 
                  playing of the opening passages, but he is perhaps most thoroughly 
                  convincing in the rather wistful trio. In the final Ballade 
                  his articulation of the lengthy lyrical melody and its accompaniment 
                  of falling quavers does full justice to the romantic beauty 
                  of Brahms’ writing. 
                In 
                  writing the first of the Intermezzi, some thirty-eight years 
                  later, Brahms turned once more to Herder and to his versions 
                  of Scottish Ballads. This first intermezzo is prefaced by a 
                  quotation from Herder’s translation of the Scottish ballad Lady 
                  Anne Bothwell’s Lament. Though called a lament – 
                  the occasion of grief being her husband’s absence at the wars 
                  and her dream of his death – the ballad’s words are actually 
                  in the form of a lullaby. Pantillon brings out very nicely the 
                  intrusion of the mother’s anxiety – in a section in E flat minor 
                  – while retaining the overall sense of maternal affection and 
                  consolation. The second intermezzo also has an air of unease, 
                  against an embracing background of calmness – Pantillon does 
                  calmness very well! The third intermezzo is somewhat darker, 
                  a mood of plaintive mournfulness, with only occasional glimpses 
                  of light. Pantillon’s capacity for an expressive softness is 
                  striking here.
                The 
                  opus 118 set contains some of Brahms’ very finest writing for 
                  solo piano. The opening intermezzo in A minor is an exuberant, 
                  vigorous piece; the closing intermezzo in E flat minor is profoundly 
                  sad, both dramatic and hushed, disturbing and perhaps a little 
                  disturbed. In between, there is the graciousness and delicate 
                  charm of the intermezzo in A major, the rhythmically forceful 
                  Ballade in G minor, the complex and ambiguous intermezzo in 
                  F minor and the melodic, idyllic Romanze in F major. The whole 
                  is surely one of the great suites of piano music. Over the years 
                  it has had memorable performances from, for example, Julius 
                  Katchen, Radu Lupu and Dmitri Alexeev. I am not sure that Marc 
                  Pantillon’s performance is quite in that class but it is certainly 
                  very fine, intelligent and considered, richly inward and full 
                  of conviction. It is a performance that rewards relistening 
                  and will, I am sure, bear many future hearings.
                In 
                  the opus 118 Klavierstücke and elsewhere, Pantillon is at his 
                  very best in the more ruminative passages, where a sense of 
                  rapt tranquillity is expressed in playing of great limpidity 
                  and tenderness. Where greater power and volume is needed, it 
                  would be unfair to say that he is lacking, but true to say that 
                  he isn’t quite as gripping. His tempi are generally on the slow 
                  side, but everything coheres and the musical tension never flags. 
                  
                Very 
                  good, individual and interesting performances which deserve 
                  to find many listeners. They have the benefit of a superb recorded 
                  sound.
                Glyn Pursglove