As professor at the Royal Academy of Music, it is logical that 
                  South African-born Daniel-Ben Pienaar’s cycle of Mozart’s 
                  piano sonatas should have been recorded in The Duke’s 
                  Hall, the main concert hall of that noble institute. Hearing 
                  this acoustic again has me dripping with nostalgia. The place 
                  has been renovated since I was a student there in the 1980s, 
                  but I have the hall’s chameleon acoustic written into 
                  my musical reference DNA and hearing this has me wondering why 
                  it doesn’t appear more often as a professional recording 
                  venue. By no means too vast to swamp a solo recital or chamber 
                  music concert in excessive resonance, it also seemed large-scale 
                  enough to house vast forces, and I remember radio broadcasts 
                  from the time we performed some of Messiaen’s most monumental 
                  works sounding as good as from any similarly sized concert hall. 
                  Perhaps they’ve solved the traffic noise problem from 
                  Marylebone Road, or isolated the place from vibrations coming 
                  from passing trains on the Bakerloo underground line, or perhaps 
                  these Mozart recordings were indeed lonely nocturnal sessions. 
                  Either way, the recordings sound very good indeed, made under 
                  the benign bronze gaze of Sir Henry Wood’s bust, present 
                  at all times except when casting his alloy aura over the Proms 
                  concert season in the altogether different acoustic of the Albert 
                  Hall.  
                  
                  I’ve been living with Daniel-Ben Pienaar’s Mozart 
                  for a while now, and have been enjoying it greatly. His approach 
                  is brisk and unsentimental, with an overall timing for the entire 
                  set of 4:48:18, which tells something of the story against my 
                  main reference, that of Mitsuko Uchida on Philips which comes 
                  in at 5:25:10. An observation - or lack of observation of repeats 
                  in the second section of movements will also play a role in 
                  these differences, so if this is something which bothers you 
                  then this may be a consideration. Pienaar’s timings are 
                  more comparable with those of Ronald Brautigam on his BIS cycle 
                  played on a historical fortepiano, and even then he is swifter 
                  more often than not. This is not to say that his playing is 
                  brusque or insensitive, but taking perhaps the most famous of 
                  Mozart’s piano sonata movements as an example, the opening 
                  Allegro of the Sonata No. 16 K545 ‘Für 
                  Änfänger’, he drives forward at a considerable 
                  pace, making the music more exciting than merely charming, introducing 
                  drama into the ornamented lines and the transitional modulations. 
                  Uchida keeps the music-box lightness of the piece more intact, 
                  beautifully handled, but with a less daring emotional range. 
                  Pienaar also gives the impression of ‘speeding-up’ 
                  just a little as the music progresses. This is a side-effect 
                  of a rubato which takes, and then delays the giving back of 
                  musical time. This can be heard in the second movement of the 
                  same sonata, the delicate Andante. The tempo is 
                  stable, but with a little more air given to the opening bars 
                  and a more onward moving feel to the following phrases there 
                  is a sense of ‘leaning forward’ just a little more 
                  than one might expect. This is less a criticism than an observation. 
                  Each time I thought I might be catching Pienaar stretching his 
                  tempi a little too much for good taste I found myself corrected 
                  on listening properly. In this same movement Uchida now sounds 
                  slow and pedestrian by comparison, still very beautiful, but 
                  providing us more with the chocolate box stereotype of Mozart, 
                  rather than drawing out the subtle turbulence in the music - 
                  playing it as we now might imagine Mozart might have played 
                  it himself, challenging his audiences and perhaps even shocking 
                  them. Just listen to what Pienaar does with the return to the 
                  home key at 4:05, holding a little extra suspension of the leading 
                  note and giving us a frisson of bi-tonality which would have 
                  had even Bartók looking up from his Népszava. 
                  
                    
                  This is just one sonata, and a few small examples, but this 
                  set is full of this kind of interest. Mozart’s piano sonatas 
                  have a reputation for a certain kind of ‘easiness’; 
                  the kind which has music teachers putting them in front of their 
                  students so that they can play some ‘real’ music 
                  early on. This is all well and good, but it takes someone like 
                  Daniel-Ben Pienaar to come along and show us that there is a 
                  good deal more to be discovered. Many sets of this kind are 
                  presented chronologically, but Pienaar makes a particular virtue 
                  of the sonata’s traversal of Mozart’s creative lifetime, 
                  and most of the discs are titled along the lines of period and 
                  location for each subset. He also writes his own intelligent 
                  and informative booklet notes, tackling the subject of playing 
                  18th century music on what is essentially a 19th 
                  or even 20th century instrument, and taking an approachable 
                  look behind the musical notes with some historical context and 
                  brief analysis. 
                    
                  There are numerous complete cycles of Mozart’s piano sonatas, 
                  and of those I’ve had at one time or another that with 
                  Lili 
                  Kraus has alas gone by the wayside. This is a nice recording 
                  and vintage performance, but I never really felt much ‘connection’ 
                  with her playing of the pieces. I’ve kept the faith with 
                  Ronald 
                  Brautigam’s excellent fortepiano set on the BIS label, 
                  but am reluctant to make too many comparisons due to the differing 
                  character of the instruments used. A review of my modern instrument 
                  reference with Mitsuku Uchida on Philips can be found here. 
                  I still very much admire her solo Mozart playing, but each time 
                  I return to one of these pieces after hearing Daniel-Ben Pienaar 
                  she seems entirely blown out of the water. You may not always 
                  want high drama in your Mozart, but when it comes to something 
                  like the Fantasie K475 in C minor it’s like discovering 
                  an entirely new piece. Uchida is quiet and intimate where Pienaar 
                  is mysterious and full of surprises in the opening minutes, 
                  finding little accents and harmonic emphases and bringing little 
                  Mozart face to face with a rather startled looking Beethoven. 
                  He isn’t shy of the lyrical elements in this and the other 
                  pieces, but the undercurrent is more one of narrative than of 
                  glimmering beauty - if you open Pienaar’s chocolate box 
                  your selection won’t always be creamy and sweetly fragrant. 
                  Take those tremuli in the right hand where the music 
                  takes off at 4:21. Pienaar gives them full weight: the mechanics 
                  of a scene-change at the opera at full tilt into the stormy 
                  sea, where Uchida seems almost more apologetic, pointing our 
                  attention to the melodramatic two-note bass line but only too 
                  glad to return to safer waters as soon as possible. 
                    
                  I could go on and on with comparisons of one sort or another, 
                  but the plain truth is I think Daniel-Ben Pienaar’s Mozart 
                  piano sonatas could entirely revolutionise the way you experience 
                  these pieces, and indeed Mozart in general. There is so much 
                  about Mozart that we think we know; impressions and perceptions 
                  more often than not gained from the tourist sales-brochure idea 
                  most people will give you if asked on the street. Historical 
                  truth can teach us more, and there is a deal more information 
                  around for those who are willing to make just a little more 
                  effort. What Daniel-Ben Pienaar teaches us is that there is 
                  a good deal more mud and substance to Mozart’s piano sonatas 
                  than most of us suspected, and as a result he has given us a 
                  cycle which will make it tough to return to old favourites. 
                  As a final reference I brought out one of my Decca remnants, 
                  another superb Mozart exponent Andras Schiff. His Andante 
                  grazioso opening to the Sonata No. 11 K331 ‘Alla 
                  Turca’ is the one most likely to bring tears to my 
                  eyes if the mood takes, and even though Pienaar is alive to 
                  the music’s simple perfection his onward momentum does 
                  rob the music a little of the kind of innocent charm which makes 
                  it so moving. Schiff’s playing floats on a different kind 
                  of lightness to Uchida’s and will always retain its appeal 
                  to me, though I relish Pienaar’s sense of lively and percussive 
                  fun in the ‘Turkish’ aspects of the last movement 
                  in this sonata. The very last work, the Sonata No. 18 K576 
                  in D major is played masterfully by Schiff, but with Pienaar’s 
                  more earthy grounding we are given a shot of energy and joyous 
                  street bustle in the opening Allegro and final Allegretto 
                  to go along with the transparent delicacy which is essential 
                  to the work, and which both pianists deliver marvellously. The 
                  central Adagio is another litmus indicator, and Pienaar 
                  comes up trumps with beautifully described lines and undulations, 
                  the conversational element of the music brought forward without 
                  taking away from Mozart’s crystalline magic. 
                    
                  I have to say I am surprised and delighted by this cycle of 
                  Mozart’s piano sonatas: surprised by the amount of substance 
                  and sheer musical grit I’ve missed in so many other performances, 
                  and delighted to discover so much more Mozart I had previously 
                  felt carried less musical muscle than, say, the piano concertos. 
                  Pienaar knows how to point a wise finger to the heart of each 
                  movement of each sonata, highlighting the crucial highlight 
                  you just know had to be the moment which made Mozart smile to 
                  himself as he played and sketched. Pienaar throws away the velvet-lined 
                  glass-covered treasure chest of musical jewels to which we’ve 
                  been used, and introduces us to a Mozart who tickles us under 
                  the chin with a roll of manuscript paper before sitting down 
                  and challenging us to a duel of wits we know we can’t 
                  win. Was that a whiff of wet ink you caught just then …?  
                  
                    
                  Dominy Clements 
                    
                  Listing
                  CD 1 [57:50] 
                  Sonata No. 1 K279 in C major (1775) [11:55]
                  Sonata No. 2 K280 in F major (1775) [12:51]
                  Sonata No. 3 K281 in B flat major (1775) [11:22]
                  Sonata No. 4 K282 in E flat major (1775) [11:32]
                  Sonata No. 5 K283 in G major (1775) [10:10]
                  CD 2 [65:46] 
                  Sonata No. 6 K284 ‘Dürnitz’ in D major (1775) 
                  [24:00]
                  Sonata No. 7 K309 in C major (1777) [14:55]
                  Sonata No. 8 K311 in D major (1777) [13:54]
                  Sonata No. 9 K310 in A minor (1778) [12:55]
                  CD 3 [74:05]
                  Sonata No. 10 K330 in C major (1783) [17:46]
                  Sonata No. 11 K331 ‘Alla Turca’ in A major (1783) 
                  [21:44]
                  Sonata No. 12 K332 in F major (1783) [16:03]
                  Sonata No. 13 K333 in B flat major (1783) [18:29]
                  CD 4 [49:48]
                  Fantasie K475 in C minor (1785) [11:00]
                  Sonata No. 14 K457 in C minor (1784) [17:04]
                  Sonata No. 15 K533/494 in F major (1786/88) [21:42]
                  CD 5 [40:49]
                  Sonata No. 16 K545 ‘Für Änfänger’ 
                  in C major (1788) [9:57]
                  Sonata No. 17 K570 in B flat major (1789) [16:45]
                  Sonata No. 18 K576 in D major (1789) [14:05]