When I was starting to listen to classical music the chance of 
                hearing the original (piano) version of Pictures was a 
                rare thing. One would have thought that the music only existed 
                thanks to Maurice Ravel. I remember reading that the reason pianists 
                seldom played the work was because it was unpianistic. Perhaps 
                it doesn’t lay easily under the hands but it certainly isn’t unplayable. 
                It suffered because of the obviously orchestral colouring which 
                the composer sought. The strangest idea I ever heard was that 
                the piano version was, in reality, a very full sketch for an orchestral 
                version which Mussorgsky never got round to making. I now wonder 
                if excuses were being made for Ravel’s orchestration.  
              
As 
                    a piano work Pictures at an Exhibition is now seen 
                    as the masterpiece it so obviously is. To be sure, it needs 
                    a pianist with a huge technique to get round the, admittedly, 
                    sometimes crazy writing, but the result, in performance, is 
                    quite exhilarating. Marshev has the technique for this work 
                    and he gives a very fine performance indeed. What’s more, 
                    he has obviously given much thought as to how to present the 
                    piece. His performances of the Promenade, which appears 
                    five (and a half) times is given quite deadpan; he knows that 
                    this isn’t the most important music here and he won’t allow 
                    it to overshadow the pictures themselves. This is an excellent 
                    idea and I welcome it. Marshev sometimes takes liberties with 
                    the tempi and dynamic markings but he is always in control 
                    of what he is doing. Thus Gnomus might not be the most 
                    malevolent and nasty fellow but he’s slippery and quite unfriendly 
                    and the Old Castle is creepily dark and haunted – more 
                    Bates Motel than Clifford’s Tower. Marshev never overstates 
                    anything and thus The Grand Gate of Kiev is well sustained 
                    but never allowed to become overblown. This is a fine performance 
                    indeed and well worth having but my first choices still rest 
                    with Sviatoslav Richter (The Sofia recital 25 February 1958 
                    – magnificently re-mastered on Philips PHCP-9597 (coupled 
                    with Schubert, Liszt and Rachmaninov miniatures)) and the 
                    two Horowitz versions. The latter can be heard on RCA Gold 
                    Seal 09026605262 – coupled with miniatures (1947 studio recording) 
                    and 603212RG (the hair-raising 1951 Carnegie Hall recital 
                    - coupled with a live 1943 Tchaikovsky 1st Concerto 
                    with Toscanini – where he touches up the writing and plays 
                    even more notes than Mussorgsky wrote but he plays at white 
                    heat. Be warned, although quite outstanding, his interpretations 
                    are not for everyone and anyone wanting a more thoughtful 
                    and straightforward account will be very well pleased with 
                    Marshev. 
                  
Jan 
                    Wagner’s performance of the orchestral version is just about 
                    right. He is one of the few conductors who understand this 
                    to be what it is; a French work based on a Russian original. 
                    As with Rimsky’s tamperings with Mussorgsky’s works, where 
                    he rounded out all the jagged edges, Ravel has done the same 
                    for Pictures. This orchestration is colourful and entertaining 
                    but it is far too “gentlemanly” for this rugged music. But 
                    it’s enjoyable enough and I know it gives a lot of pleasure. 
                    Like Marshev, Wagner never allows the music to become bloated 
                    and he keeps a firm hand on the performance. 
                  
This 
                    is a good coupling and anyone interested in both versions 
                    of this score will be well pleased with the disk. The recorded 
                    sound is crisp and clear for Marshev but a little recessed 
                    for Wagner, but everything is clearly audible, with the most 
                    discreet positioning of the percussion. A delightful disk.
                  
              
Bob 
                Briggs