Imogen Cooper’s evening recital 
          at the Queen Elizabeth Hall in February 
          this year included both of the pieces in this lunchtime concert: Beethoven’s 
          Variations on the duet ‘La Stessa, La Stessissima’ from Salieri’s 
          Falstaff, WoO73 of 1799 and Schubert’s late A major Sonata, D959, 
          of 1828. They weren’t juxtaposed in the first recital, but there was 
          a definite point of contact between the two concerts. 
        
        In February, Cooper had a memory 
          lapse in the Haydn F minor Variations which, as I wrote at the time, 
          ‘cast its shadow over the performance of the A major Sonata’. Here, 
          four months on, a memory lapse was unlikely in the Variations (she used 
          music), yet there was the equivalent: Cooper lost her way in the contrapuntal 
          variation, leading to an unsettling feeling of momentary disorientation. 
          Not as severe, perhaps, but disconcerting nevertheless. And a shame, 
          as there was much to admire: the liquid right hand legato at the start, 
          the playful staccato (but the ‘walking bass’ was not nearly as successful 
          as at the QEH!), the interior shading of the minor key area. Cooper 
          was at her best in the fragile passages, capturing their elusive nature 
          perfectly; wit triumphed at the close.
        
        No sense of an interruption to 
          the flow of the A major Sonata this time, however. Schubert’s large 
          span unfolded naturally, the Allegro of the first movement qualified 
          by an evident wish to give drama due weight and to give tenderness due 
          space. All of this needs a fine sense of harmonic overview over the 
          stretch of the entire movement, and this Cooper presented in spades, 
          so that the moment of recapitulation functioned as a true arrival point.
        
        Concentration in the Andantino 
          did not initially equal that at the QEH, however, the Winterreise-like 
          sense of desolation only slowly emerging. There is a nocturnal aspect 
          to this movement, particularly in its later stages, which is particularly 
          difficult to invoke in the bright light of a fine summer’s day. The 
          more improvised middle section was the most successful part, with the 
          recitative-like right hand and dramatic chordal interruptions excellently 
          presented. Again, however, it did not erase memories of February. 
        
        A couple of missed cross-hand 
          effects in the Trio did not detract too much from the playful, skittish 
          Scherzo. It was a pity, though, that Cooper only hit top form in the 
          finale, leaving us wanting more. Here there was a multitude of subtleties 
          in the calm turns of phrase. The musical argument unfolded completely 
          naturally, with the dramatic sections providing just enough contrast 
          without disturbing the ongoing sublime outpouring.
        
        Finally, a word about audiences. 
          Nice though it was to see the Wigmore full to bursting, the hall’s policy 
          on latecomers should be looked at. Having to rise to let latecomers 
          in while Cooper began the Beethoven hardly encourages tranquil listening 
          and was particularly surprising given that this recital was broadcast 
          live. 
        
        This was the final concert in 
          the 2002/3 lunchtime series. Angela Hewitt opens next season’s offerings 
          on September 15th.
        
        Colin Clarke