“I am startled, occasionally,” pianist
                        Benno Moiseiwitsch once admitted, “to find "intelligence" used
                        as the antithesis of "feeling", as though the
                        two played against each other. Nothing could be further
                        from the truth. No intelligent interpretation is lacking
                        in emotional values …  [D]epending on gifts and degree
                        of maturity, some natures emphasize brain over heart.
                        Where such an imbalance occurs, it must be corrected
                        by conscious and concentrated application to emotional
                        content.”
                    
 
                    
                    
                    
                    
                    
                    In that statement and others like it, Moiseiwitsch
                        made it clear that he considered the printed score, on
                        its own, an insufficient guide.  He believed, rather,
                        that any interpreter of the music of Chopin, for example,
                        required “a sound knowledge of Chopin's life, his moods;
                        what he was experiencing and feeling when he wrote that
                        particular work; its relation to his work as a whole,
                        etc. One tries to reconstruct all this, and then to apply
                        it”. 
                     
                    
Of course, such subjectivity contradicts
                        any thought of there being such a thing as a standardised
                        interpretation.  Indeed, Moiseiwitsch went on to explain
                        that, in approaching a work, he preferred trying out
                        a variety of what he called “shades of meaning” before
                        hitting upon the one that he found most personally satisfying
                        at that particular moment in time.
                     
                    
It was perhaps that same constantly shifting
                        subjective viewpoint that explains the chequered history
                        of his attempts to record Chopin’s multifaceted Préludes,
                        for none of his early ventures - in November 1921, December
                        1921, May 1922, July 1922, October 1922 and April 1924 – ever
                        emerged from inside the studio walls.  Only in 1948,
                        after playing the full set on tour in Australia, did
                        Moiseiwitsch achieve a recording that was – with some
                        retakes of Préludes 16-18 and 22-24 the following year
                        - to his own artistic satisfaction.  
                     
                    
Many pianists come to this music with strengths
                        particularly suited to some of the pieces but most definitely
                        not to others.  But by bringing his interpretations to
                        the studio relatively late in his career when he was
                        almost 60 years old – though still at his technical peak – Moiseiwitsch
                        offers us the keenest insights of both brain and heart,
                        even though they may well be differently proportioned
                        from one individual Prélude to another.  The result is
                        a performance that, while typically refined, is utterly
                        alive, responsive and flexible.  Nearly 60 years after
                        it was recorded, it continues to put many later competitors
                        in the shade.
                     
                    
Booklet writer Jonathan Summers chooses
                        probably the most apposite adjective when he observes
                        that this is one of the most 
satisfactory sets
                        of Préludes overall - not in the schoolmaster’s meaning
                        of “average” but in the literal sense that this is a
                        performance for life that provides complete aesthetic
                        satisfaction.
                     
                    
The recordings of the four Ballades (that
                        of no.4 was never commercially released) come from two
                        different phases of Moiseiwitsch’s career, but one would
                        be hard pressed to notice distinctions in either general
                        artistic approach or, indeed, the quality of the recorded
                        sound as expertly remastered by Ward Marston.  Chopin’s
                        eclectic literary inspiration – with stories ranging
                        from the doomed love of a water spirit for a mortal to
                        treasonous shenanigans among the medieval Teutonic Knights
                        of Lithuania - means that the Ballades are more episodic
                        and less purely atmospheric than the Préludes.  As such,
                        they pose rather less complex interpretative challenges
                        to performers.  Moiseiwitsch offers here, nonetheless,
                        accounts of some subtlety and complete integrity, after
                        which the familiar melodies of the Fantaisie-Impromptu
                        op.66, recorded in the best sound of all, round off a
                        worthwhile disc, the twelfth in Naxos’s fine series that
                        pays tribute to this much loved soloist.   
                     
                    
                    
Rob Maynard
                    
                     
                    
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