I am great fan of Brilliant Classics - they have a brilliant
                (pun intended!) knack of licensing superb recordings for a fraction
                of their original cost as well as originating their own judiciously
                chosen recordings of interesting repertoire. As here, a disc
                of Borodin’s complete piano works collected onto one well-filled
                disc would seem to promise delights and treasures. In part it
                does but at the same time it contains possibly the most annoying
                piece of music I have heard in a long time! 
                
                The (uncredited) liner-notes with this disc are superb - 14 pages
                of interesting and informative reading throwing much light on
                both the composer and the music. The disc opens with the two
                pieces that the liner tells us are; “[Borodin’s]
                only accomplished piano pieces for two hands”. That being
                the case the other fifty plus minutes of the disc are filled
                with collaborations, transcriptions, juvenilia and even a couple
                of homages by other composers. The 
Petite Suite which
                starts the disc will be known to most collectors not in this
                - its original form - but instead Glazunov’s orchestral
                transcription. I have to say I have always enjoyed that realisation
                a lot but the power and austerity of the opening 
Au couvent
                - andante religioso makes a far greater impact here. The
                principal pianist is Marco Rapetti, a Juilliard graduate, and
                currently a piano professor at the Conservatory of Genoa. In
                this movement he is superb; sombre and with a wide dynamic range
                and tonal palette. You can instantly hear Borodin as a unique
                and powerful voice and understand the abiding influence he had
                over other composers. Sadly none of the rest of the suite comes
                close to that achievement. Elsewhere Rapetti seems absolutely
                determined to impose agogic rubati in music whose main charm
                is its simplicity of utterance. Hence the second movement 
Intermezzo
                - tempo di menuetto lurches around in an almost drunken state
                - the 3/4 pulse all but lost. Likewise the two linked 
Mazurkas that
                follow have mannered phrasing at every turn - the second one
                ending up with a very strange sub-Viennese hesitation to the
                second beat of each bar. I’m sure part of the appeal to
                Glazunov as he approached his orchestration was the underlying
                feeling of dance that imbues most of the movements - the disc
                under review is a case of a performer imposing choices on the
                music that are in no way apt or indicated. The 
Reverie comes
                off better but I feel would benefit still more from a simpler
                approach. The 
Serenade - allegretto that follows is the
                worst offender of all
. This is the movement known to the
                world for its use in the musical 
Kismet set to the words
 “Night
                of my Nights”. In the show it has a barcarolle 6/8 feel
                but that is so distorted here that I actually had to check the
                original piano score to see who had changed it so radically.
                Sad to relate it is the pianist - and it is probably the most
                extreme example of rhythmic distortion I have ever heard, I cannot
                for an instant imagine how it is musically justifiable. So ultimately
                a really charming suite of music, well worth hearing in its original
                version but subjected to the most distorting interpretive intervention
                imaginable. The 
Scherzo in A flat fares far better. Glazunov
                incorporated this into his orchestral version of the 
Petite
                Suite but it was written as an original and distinct work.
                It has that wonderful energetic festive swirl that embodies the
                best of the Russian nationalist composers. 
                
                But, that is not the annoying piece! That laurel wreath is reserved
                for the 
15 Paraphrases. This is a collaborative work dreamt
                up by that famous group of composers ‘The Might Handful’ -
                including Borodin - who met on Friday nights to present new works
                and discuss art in general. You can imagine the conversation; “don’t
                you think it would be a fun idea if each of us wrote a piece
                for piano 4 hands where the upper part consists of just 16 quavers … the
                SAME 16 quavers. Two basic rules MUST be observed - the rhythm
                and the pitch of these quavers cannot be changed and they must
                play continuously.” What capering delights they must have
                had when Lyadov brought a 
Valse and a 
Galop. Then
                there’s Cui with another 
Valse and not forgetting
                Rimsky-Korsakov - who really got the bit between his teeth producing
                five pieces. His 
Carillon is the best piece by far as
                it happens - requiring 6 hands. Rimsky-Korsakov here creates
                one of those aural pictures of pealing Russian bells that is
                both powerful and an apt use of the material. Then there’s
                the 
Fughetta on B-A-C-H. This leaves Borodin with four
                pieces which is why the whole cycle merits inclusion here. Actually ‘merits’ is
                quite the wrong word. No matter what else is playing you can
                hear - like some annoying child spending all of a weekend visit
                bashing chopsticks out on your piano - cutting through the texture
                these incessant 16 quavers. Apparently, Mussorgsky fancied having
                a go but his piece - heaven forefend - changed the quaver figure
                and even worse, occasionally left it out all together. I knew
                I liked Mussorgsky. Ironically the presence of the second player
                and this repeating rhythm forces Rapetti to play in a far less
                wayward manner to the great benefit of all. In fact I would have
                been quite happy to hear these pieces without the ostinato upper
                line - I would have taken it on trust that the composer’s
                obeyed the rules! Taken as individual pieces these are all pleasant
                chips off master’s blocks. The cumulative effect however
                is the musical equivalent of a Chinese water torture. If I had
                not been listening to this piece for review purposes I would
                have jumped ahead. 
                
                The bulk of the remainder of the disc is of early salon works
                written for piano four hands. These are very engagingly simple
                and charming works and just in case we were ever in doubt what
                a natural talent Borodin had it includes a 
Polka Hélène written
                when he was just 9. Several of these works are receiving their
                premiere recordings here hence for fans of Borodin or the simply
                curious this disc is self-recommending particularly at bargain
                price. I should stress that the playing of the 4-hand works is
                very adept: bright, buoyant and articulate. Great fun to play
                without being the slightest bit intellectually demanding. Borodin’s
                own transcription of 
In the Steppes of Central Asia for
                4 hands is a bit disappointing. It has the feel of a publisher’s
                demand for domestic consumption circa 1880. For sure all the
                notes are there but the orchestral colour which gives so much
                of the interest and colour to the work is by definition absent. 
                
                The piano as recorded has a slightly clangorous quality particularly
                when the dynamics rise. Oddly, this adds to the salon atmosphere
                and certainly does not undermine the technical quality of the
                playing. So a curious disc that musically veers from the stunningly
                powerful to the painfully banal. Music of real rarity and interest
                in between is allied to playing ranging from insightful to perverse.
                On balance - because I do enjoy Borodin’s music so much
                - worth buying at the price for the rarities as long as the paraphrases
                are cordoned off with a health warning. 
                
                
Nick Barnard