Here is Volume 3 of 
                Ronald Brautigam’s fascinating fortepiano 
                survey of the Beethoven Sonatas. It 
                follows straight on from the previous 
                disc and the recording information reveals 
                that these pieces were in fact recorded 
                in the same 2004 session. For anyone 
                collecting the series, this simply means 
                that recording quality is the same excellent 
                standard, the superb instrument is the 
                same and Brautigam’s pianism is equally 
                enthralling. 
              
 
              
I gave the previous 
                disc a very warm welcome, as much for 
                the sound of Paul McNulty’s Walther-copy 
                piano as anything. Here again I was 
                struck afresh by the beautiful bell-like 
                quality of the upper register, the even 
                middle and powerful bass, all superbly 
                exploited by Brautigam. These are once 
                more thoroughly exciting, utterly musical 
                performances that make you hear this 
                music afresh but not in a sensationalist 
                or gimmicky way. Tempos are generally 
                fresh and lively, with slow movements 
                moving on more than we are perhaps used 
                to but never sounding rushed or hard 
                driven. Having said that, the lyrical 
                first movement of the E flat opens in 
                a quite relaxed fashion, maybe not quite 
                as con brio as, say, Barenboim 
                (EMI) but full of inner vigour and élan. 
                It’s the sort of performance that is 
                beautifully proportioned and even makes 
                one bring to mind the somewhat apocryphal 
                title ‘Die Verliebte’, especially the 
                strong emotional pull of the slow movement. 
              
 
              
I was slightly dismissive 
                of Andras Schiff’s recent ECM disc of 
                the three Op.10 sonatas, finding too 
                many distortions in the phrase lines 
                that might have impressed in concert 
                but irritated on repeated listening. 
                Brautigam plays things admirably straight, 
                simply using the tensions and contrasts 
                that are there in the music and playing 
                them for all they are worth. That’s 
                not to say he’s ever prosaic and the 
                crystalline fingerwork and explosive 
                attacks are all there, tempered by a 
                graceful approach to slow movements. 
                These are nearly all generally quicker 
                than ‘conventional’ performances and 
                this is the area where some may part 
                company with my view. The largo of the 
                D major is just about twice the speed 
                of Barenboim but to my ears it never 
                feels breathless. It is also here where 
                the delicate sheen of the fortepiano 
                comes into its own, the harmonies emerging 
                with a transparency that is enchanting. 
                The little Haydnesque F major is beautifully 
                despatched and I’m sure the lighter 
                touch on the instrument helps Brautigam 
                achieve the near-impossible sounding 
                tempo, a true presto, of the 
                finale, once again making us imagine 
                the young Beethoven sat improvising 
                and stunning his audience. 
              
 
              
This is another highly 
                successful issue, maintaining the high 
                standards set by the previous discs. 
                Of course it will not –and should not 
                - displace your favourite ‘modern’ piano 
                versions, but will sit comfortably alongside 
                them as a fresh new take on these evergreen 
                masterpieces, rather as Harnoncourt 
                or Gardiner should sit alongside Karajan 
                or Klemperer in the symphonies. For 
                me, Richard Goode remains supreme in 
                this area, his wonderfully ‘straight’ 
                playing ideal for the library shelves. 
                I’ve also mentioned Barenboim’s first 
                admirable cycle for EMI, now at a ludicrously 
                low price and containing some very thought-provoking 
                ideas, especially in the later sonatas. 
                BIS’s liner note is as entertaining 
                as the playing, drawing at one point 
                an amusing analogy between Beethoven 
                and his aristocratic audience and Princess 
                Diana and Elton John, something worth 
                pondering on. If you’re collecting this 
                cycle you can continue with confidence. 
              
Tony Haywood