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            Johannes BRAHMS 
              (1833-1897)  
              Three Intermezzos, Op.117 (1891-93) [17:41]  
              Fryderyk CHOPIN (1810-1849) 
               
              Ballade No.1 in G minor, Op.23 (1835-36) [10:00]  
              Ballade No.2 in F major, Op.38 (1836-39) [7:30]  
              Ballade No.3 in A-flat major, Op.47 (1840-41) [8:07]  
              Ballade No.4 in F minor, Op.52 (1842-43) [11:56]  
              Aleksandr SCRIABIN 
              (1872-1915)  
              Sonata No.4 in F-sharp major, Op.30 (1899-1903) [8:10]  
                
              Vassily Primakov (piano)  
              rec. June 2009, Odense Koncerthus, Odense, Denmark.  
              HD DVD. Region-free. 4:3 Color, PCM Stereo, DTS 5.1 Surround, Dolby 
              5.1 Surround, MP4.  
              Director: David Starobin  
                
              BRIDGE   
              9315 [68:00]   
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                  Vassily Primakov was justly praised for his Chopin recordings. 
                  So it is not surprising that the main course of this his first 
                  DVD recording is the four Ballades. We also get a tasty 
                  appetizer and a sweet dessert, all adding up to a great concert 
                  experience. There are no extra-musical images on this DVD: just 
                  the pianist, sitting at the instrument in an empty concert hall. 
                  So, why a DVD? Does this visual component really add something? 
                  Well, yes. What you get here is a private recital for you alone, 
                  where you are sitting close to the pianist, with a good view 
                  of his hands and face, and can watch how the music is born. 
                  Which in this case is not a mere technical matter: Primakov 
                  is not just depressing the keys. He seems to re-think and re-create 
                  the music, he channels it through himself, and it is as if you 
                  can watch the process, from mind to fingers. His facial expression 
                  is very alive, and the setting of the film does nothing to distract 
                  from it. In the Brahms and Scriabin, the background is a black 
                  void. In the Chopin, the scene is brightly lit, and we see empty 
                  chairs and music-stands; maybe the idea was that each Ballade 
                  is a small concert sans orchestre? All this visual setting 
                  conveys the feeling of simplicity, concentration and sincerity 
                  without pretence. Primakov sings the music in his head, sometimes 
                  whispering inaudibly. He makes “big eyes” on sudden mood shifts, 
                  takes pleasure in the sweeter places and suffers in the stormy 
                  ones. The visual interest is also sustained by frequent changes 
                  of viewpoint.  
                   
                  You might say: “That’s nice, but what about the main aspect 
                  of the performance? What do I hear? Would it be good if it were 
                  just a CD?” Yes, definitely. These performances are technically 
                  impeccable, but, first and foremost, they are poetic. This is 
                  becoming a rare thing these days, when saying more often means 
                  shouting. Primakov says more in a quiet voice, and in the process 
                  shows us the soul of the music. But when he is storming, he 
                  storms in 3D.  
                   
                  Restraint is the motto of Primakov’s interpretation of the first 
                  Intermezzo from Op.117. The outer parts are spiritual 
                  and pastoral. But the middle part is slower than usual, which 
                  leads to a complete change of character. The music becomes dark 
                  and uneasy. This is, by the way, the hallmark of the entire 
                  disc: even in peaceful moments Primakov remembers the storms 
                  that will come, and this foreboding lurks in the deep undercurrents. 
                  Like artists that add cold tones to enliven a picture that mostly 
                  consists of warm colors, this shadow adds depth.  
                   
                  So, the first Intermezzo becomes very different, and 
                  I am not sure that I totally agree with Primakov’s view. I miss 
                  that feeling of graceful free movement. On the other hand, we’ll 
                  have plenty of this in the second piece, so as a result of this 
                  change the three Intermezzos become more varied, which 
                  makes the cycle more interesting. The second Intermezzo 
                  is all autumn leaves waltzing in the wind, and Primakov’s “magic 
                  touch” is on full display here. Again, there is more solemn 
                  loading on the second subject than usual. This adds some heaviness 
                  to the music, but it’s not excessive. The third Intermezzo 
                  starts sharper than usual, with less legato. This leads to a 
                  more ballad-like presentation, and reduces the moodiness. Brahms 
                  called this piece “the lullaby of all my griefs”, and Primakov 
                  shows the seriousness of these sorrows. The middle part gleams 
                  with pearly opalescence. Overall, this is a very personal reading. 
                   
                   
                  The four Chopin’s Ballades are known as some of the most 
                  challenging pieces in the standard piano repertoire. Primakov 
                  makes the listener forget this it, such is the musicality he 
                  brings to bear. The G Minor breathes very naturally, 
                  with tempos well chosen. This ballad has everything in it, and 
                  the performance is accordingly diverse. Yet it does not fall 
                  apart into a sequence of fragments; the feeling of the overarching 
                  structure is maintained. The forte does not yell and 
                  the dense structures are well articulated, without “dirt”. The 
                  reading is dark and emotional.  
                   
                  In the F Major, Primakov seems to chant incantations 
                  to the piano. The pastoral first theme is not all placid: the 
                  pianist knows about the future. Thus, the explosion does not 
                  take us by complete surprise, but is no less shattering because 
                  of this. It is heavily pedaled and swirls like a thick tornado 
                  of black notes.  
                   
                  The A-flat Major starts calmly and gradually develops 
                  increasing agitation. Primakov squeezes more drama out of this 
                  music than there probably is – but it is persuasive. Even the 
                  tranquil moments have a relentless drive, and the climax is 
                  purely ecstatic.  
                   
                  In the last Ballad, Primakov presents the main theme 
                  as one of Chopin’s mazurkas: light, airy, melancholic. He is 
                  not in a hurry, yet all the drama is there, and the turbulent 
                  outbursts are furious. The coda is majestic in its dark abandon. 
                  The quiet passages are very delicate and poetic. Primakov’s 
                  Chopin is indeed very special.  
                   
                  The last work on this DVD is Scriabin’s rapturous Sonata 
                  No.4. Its two short parts form a tight unity: a preparation 
                  for flight followed by the flight itself. Primakov maintains 
                  the unceasing drive, like an avalanche rolling faster and faster, 
                  to the jubilant blaze, the golden frenzy, and the explosion 
                  of light.  
                   
                  The sound of the Steinway is full and deep. The annotation is 
                  by Malcolm MacDonald and is, as usual with him, exemplary. It 
                  perfectly combines thorough musical analysis with engaging reading. 
                  I would probably prefer to have a CD version of this recital: 
                  just to be able to listen to it more often. Frankly, how many 
                  times will you watch a 70-minute piano recital? Still, there 
                  really is an added dimension. Musically, this album is on the 
                  level of other Primakov’s recordings, which means it is a total 
                  winner. This is the most Romantic presentation of the most Romantic 
                  music. Very, very impressive.  
                  
                 Oleg Ledeniov  
                   
                   
                   
                 
                
                  
                  
                  
                  
                  
                
                 
                 
                 
             
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