Jonathan Plowright is more than just the next ‘new thing’
to arrive on the piano scene, having already earned considerable laurels
and awards for CD recordings which include works by
Paderewski,
and his
Hommage
à Chopin on the Hyperion label. With his BIS début we have the first
of what promises to be a fascinating journey.
Plowright wakes us up from the start with his
Sonata No. 3, with
the last chord of each bar in the proclaiming opening theme seemingly wilfully
truncated. Just a quick reminder of Murray Perahia on Sony Classical here
reminds us how ‘fat’ these chords are usually made. Plowright follows Brahms’
notation accurately, though you might expect to see eighth rather than quarter
notes at the end of each bar on hearing this version. This is also in contrast
to my main reference, that of Radu Lupu in his Decca recording (see
review).
Plowright is going for a maximum of clarity, easing up as much as possible
on the use of the pedal and managing to retain expressive lyricism without
always feeling the need to elongate bass notes or harmonic supports beyond
their written value.
Without going into a micro-analysis of this performance, Jonathan Plowright’s
recording of this work goes beyond the ‘orchestral’ of Lupu. If Brahms ever
wrote a symphony for the piano then the
Sonata No. 3 Op.5 is very
much this piece, and Plowright’s range of expression, his daring periods
of absolute repose, extended passages of development and extremes of contrast
deliver this impression as few other performances I have encountered. He
is not particularly controversial in this however, pretty much keeping to
the letter of Brahms’ score – more so in fact than Lupu, who has a tendency
to stretch some rhythmic features. This individualism in the latter ultimately
results in a magnificent, but more pianistic performance. With Plowright
I kept coming back to that idea of a piano reduction of a tremendous symphonic
work – the sheer heft of a grand musical tradition carrying the music beyond
pianism to something which engages the imagination on multiple levels.
It feels as if it should be, but the first movement is by no means the longest,
and Plowright’s second
Andante espressivo movement is a good minute
and a half longer than Lupu’s at nearly 14 minutes. This is more the romanticism
of Beethoven’s ‘Moonlight’ rather than anything overblown and Mahlerian,
but you can sense the music pulling in those two directions, seeking expression
which is perhaps just beyond the capabilities of a single keyboard, but
achieving a satisfying synthesis of other-worldly transcendence and delicious
harmonic thrills. The sometimes brutal waltz of the
Scherzo is
taken more swiftly than Lupu, sweeping us along in more of a Viennese whirl
than introducing that sense of dark Mussorgskian danger that Lupu sometimes
implies. With the
Intermezzo Plowright is more meditative, again
bringing us in not much short of two minutes longer than Lupu. This turns
just two pages of music into something truly magical: less a transition
than a kind of inner garden from beyond and over which the big branches
of the other movements sway, and not necessarily invitingly. It is with
the
Finale that the urgency of Plowright’s basic tempo in the opening
makes Lupu sound as if he is seeking some kind of Lisztian poetry – by which
I don’t imply negative comparison, but with Plowright the feeling of the
journey home kicks in much earlier. He deals with the
rubato demands
which Brahms keeps throwing in an with irresistible sense of colour and
time suspended, and even that patriotic section after bar 140 or 3:22 on
this recording is elegantly inspiring, even if it does sound as if Brahms
has copped out a little on the white heat of inspiration which permeates
the rest of the work. This is Plowright’s ‘symphonic’ feel at work again,
alive to Brahms’ inclination to reach into the variations stockpile in order
to gain footholds on new musical regions, and the fireworks with which the
piece ends are indeed spectacular.
Murray Perahia is pretty hard to beat in his magnificent Sony Classical
recording of the
Handel Variations (see
review),
and I’m still a big admirer of Garrick Ohlsson’s Hyperion recording (see
review).
Plowright is around 3 minutes longer than both overall, taking quite a broad
perambulatory view of the little
Variation III and giving just
that extra feeling of sustain in some the slower variations – nothing too
extreme, but enough to deliver a performance with a grander sense of scale
and proportion than either of the two comparison examples. Plowright’s faster
variations are every bit as spectacular and exciting as you would want however,
and he delivers all of that rhythmic punch and swing which makes much of
this music so compelling. BIS has very kindly given every variation its
own access point, which is invaluable for study purposes or if you are just
after that quick inspirational Brahms ‘fix’; keying in
Variation XX
for instance, just to make sure all is well with the world before dashing
out of the front door.
This production is every bit up to BIS’s usual high standards, with the
piano superbly captured in the now familiar Potton Hall acoustic, and with
fine booklet notes by Malcolm MacDonald. Having already heard plenty of
recordings of this repertoire, and indeed constantly seeing the same music
crop up in the new release catalogues I was beginning to wonder if now might
be the time to throw in the towel and do something other than this reviewing
lark. Jonathan Plowright’s performances soon made me into a believer again,
and I suggest he might be able to do the same for you.
Dominy Clements
Momentary sceptic turned back into believer by brilliant new Brahms.