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At only 24 hours notice George Xiaoyuan Fu gave an extraordinarily assured recital for the Keyboard Charitable Trust.
The opening two preludes by Messiaen revealed his immediate sense of identification with the expressive sound world of Messiaen.”Les sons impalpables du reve” were just that as he etched out with such imagination the icily expressive chords that are so much part of this magic world.

A world he continued to explore with 7 of Debussy’s remarkable Etudes L.136 .They are amongst Debussy’s greatest late works: “Behind a pedagogic exterior, these 12 pieces explore abstract intervals, or – in the last five – the sonorities and timbres peculiar to the piano.”
It was exactly this that came across with such total control and obvious delight from cascading arpeggios,delicate thirds ,repeated notes and octaves all played not only with a technical mastery but with a music understanding that gave great shape to each one of these miniatures.His use of the pedal too gave great colour and shape without ever clouding the textures that Debussy had so intricately defined.

Beethoven’s op 109 Sonata was given an exemplary performance.A beautiful sense of balance in the Andante molto cantabile ed espressivo gave us the texture of a string quartet and the variations that followed were played with great rhythmic drive and total technical command.It was prefaced by a work that he very eloquently and movingly described as one of the most beautiful pieces he knew.It was a highly charged performance of Oliver Knussen’s ode to his late wife: “Ophelia’s Last Dance op 24.”
His clarity,intellectual control and great sense of rhythmic drive were the same qualities that I had witnessed the day before from his mentor Pierre-Laurent Aimard.
Amazing to read that George after receiving a degree in economics from Harvard went on to study at Curtis Institute with Jonathan Biss and Meng – Chieh Liu.He completed his studies with Christopher Elton and Joanna MacGregor at the RAM where he is now a fellow

Elena Vorotko, an artistic director of the KCT, in thanking George for standing in for an indisposed pianist unable to arrive from Vienna,very eloquently described how refreshing and what an eye opener it was to listen to the Beethoven after (and not before ) the Messiaen,Knussen and Debussy.
But as George had said in his introduction it is exactly the same soul just different ways in differing times of expressing it.
He can be heard again in Barnes on Tueday 17th in a recital that is announced as ” the audience is taken on a journey through a variety of musical eras and genres ,presented by one of the most outstanding young performers working in London ”
I can thorougly endorse that.





in Perivale.





And what better work to play than Liszt’s own transcription of the 5th Symphony.

A magnificent performance that missed nothing of two hands taking the place of a full orchestra.It was the sense of relentless drive and nobility that immediately took us all by storm.After the initial shock of hearing on the piano what is the most famous opening in all music we were immediately swept up in a whirlwind that took us from the monumental opening to the Andante and variations of beautiful shape and drive,through the relentless rhythmic drive of the scherzo to the heroic propotions of the final Allegro.
After a short interval Andrew returned to give a pertformance of the Liszt Sonata in B minor that had the same coherance and architectural direction as the Symphony.A remarkable performance from the whispered opening and close that encapsulates one of the truly greatest works in the Romantic repertoire.It was played with great control and extraordinary clarity.Encompassing moments of great passion with absolute exquisitely whispered delicacy.It was one of the most enjoyable performances I have heard in a long time of this much maligned work.
All best wishes to this local lad from Ealing who is flying high on his way to Utrecht in the name of Franz Liszt.

Inon Barnatan at the Wigmore Hall
I had heard Inon Barnatan on the radio in a magical performance of Schubert G major sonata.And so I was very pleased to have the chance to hear him live in concert at last.
He has quite a reputation in America but judging by a less than half full Wigmore hall his reputation has yet to reach these shores.Who is Inon Bantanan? …….. like most of the programmes these days it does not tell you who he is or his formation but lists the many prestigious engagements that he has coming up.This is what I was able to find out on the web though :
The Israeli pianist, Inon Barnatan, born in 1979 in Tel Aviv, started playing the piano at the age of 3 after his parents discovered he had perfect pitch, and he made his orchestral debut at 11. His studies connect him to some of the 20th century’s most illustrious pianists and teachers: he studied with Professor Victor Derevianko, who himself studied with the Russian master Heinrich Neuhaus, and in 1997 he moved to London to study at the Royal Academy of Music with Maria Curcio – who was a student of the legendary Artur Schnabel – and with Christopher Elton. Leon Fleisher has also been an influential teacher and mentor. In 2006 Barnatan moved to New York City, where he currently resides in a converted warehouse in Harlem.!He regularly performs with cellist Alisa Weilerstein.In 2014 Barnatan became the first Artist in Association at the New York Philharmonicand The New York Times listed his album Darknesse Visible as one of the best classical recordings of 2012.He has received many awards, including an Avery Fisher Career Grant in 2009 and the Andrew Wolf Memorial Award.

A programme of which the Schubert B flat Sonata was its crowning glory.
Prefaced by nine Mendelssohn Songs without Words and Ronald Stevenson’s remarkable Peter Grimes Fantasy ( or should one apply Grainger’s terminology of ‘ramble’ here?)
Concluding this prelude to the main course of the evening in true show business style with Gershwin’s sleezy second prelude and the amazingly energetic antics of Earl Wild’s reworking of ‘I Got Rhythm.’
Some commanding playing of such assurance both musical and technical.There was never a moment of doubt of what his intentions were.
Playing of complete conviction and intelligent musicianship that is rare indeed.
But it was exactly his total self assurance that precluded any discovery or feeling that anything could happen.
Etherial,magical,fantasy or kaleidoscopic sounds were not part of his vocabulary.Intellectual control,total command of the instrument and absolute respect for the score were.
Here was an artist that gave such perfect performances but one was left with the impression that our presence was superfluous!

There are some artists these days that are so enormously gifted they can play perfectly all the works of Beethoven,Schubert,Mozart or even Busoni ,Prokofiev and Shostakovich.Even fly to Rome in the intervening period of complete cycles to perform the mammoth Busoni Piano Concerto.Or even give definitive performances of the Grosse Fuge for four hands in their spare time.
They are impeccabile and can and do give urtext performances of the entire piano repertoire.
But there is not a single memorable moment that one longs to cherish!
I heard just such a genius play the last three sonatas of Beethoven at 7.30 relayed live from the Wigmore Hall.I followed with the Urtext score at home and was very impressed by the perfection in every sense.There were so many people that wanted to attend he had to repeat the performance half an hour later.A performance that was equally as perfect- maybe after a quick cup of tea!
Serkin or Arrau could never have done that!Not only they, but also the audience, would be so exhausted and overwhelmed with performances of towering commitment it would have been impossible to even contemplate a repeat.
Neither the audience or the performer could have possible sustained such a daunting prospect.
I heard Mitsuko Uchida playing the Schubert B flat in London and I then travelled thousands of miles to have the same experience in Perugia months later.In the hope to meet her and try to understand who the artist was that could create such magic and wield such power over me.
Of course I am thinking above of Igor Levit and Jeremy Denk.Inon Barnatan certainly joins their ranks……….they have a superhuman talent to play and to know so intimately such a vast repertoire but ultimately do not wield the same power as a Serkin or an Arrau.
The nine Songs without Words were the most popular ones chosen from the 48 Songs in eight books.The Hunt is one of the longest and it was played immediately with great rhythmic propulsion and shaped so beautifully it became a miniature tone poem that contrasted so well with the staccato/ legato song in F sharp that followed and was so much part of Horowitz and Ivan Davis’s repertoire.Marked leggiero with the beautiful legato melodic line added above its delicate accompaniment.It is a magical song that was played with great assurance and shape but already one became aware that he missed that lightness of touch and quicksilver sounds that can turn these well known works into real jewels that can be made to sparkle and shine.
The approach to the keyboard of Inon Barnatan with his wonderfully assured fingers gripping the keys like limpets does not allow for a more etherial touch that barely dusts the keys.
It is the so called Russian school that has reminded us of the value of being able to modulate so infinately not the sounds from mf to ff necessarily but the sounds from mp to pppp.When I first heard Richter it was how quietly he could play and with what control that took us all by surprise.Generally the beauty of the hand movements and the flexibility of the wrist allow the music to be shaped with such colour and naturalness.The shape of the hand movement could almost be the same shape as the music on the page or like a conductor painting the music in the air like a painter would with a brush on the canvas.
Inon Barnatan has a different type of approach that somewhat limits his choice of colour.In these pieces by Mendelssohn in particular they could sound a little colourless and as one of the public said rather hard and without charm.Nevertheless it was remarkable playing of great assurance and of a musician of great intelligence.There were many things to admire from the passionate outpourings of the B minor op 30 n.4 to the beautifully shaped ‘Shepherd’s Lament.’The extreme beauty of op 62.n.1 ‘Maidufte’- a song spun with great expression that excluded any sentimentality.The imperious march of op 62 n.3 ‘Trauermarsch’that dissolved so magically was contrasted with the ‘Bee’s wedding’played with such clarity and assurance but lacking in that last ounce of charm and wicked sparkle that can be so persuasive as it was in Rubinstein’s hands. There were beautiful sonorous sounds in the ‘Venetian Gondola Song’with a crystal clear melodic line of such melancholy and sadness.The ‘Elegie’ was played with a glorious outpouring of melody contrasting so well with the final joyous dance of op 62.n.2.These were fine musicianly performances but just missing that ultimate touch of magic because of a lack of a full kaleidoscopic range of sounds.
The bleak and bare world of Stevenson’s Peter Grimes Fantasy was ideal territory for him and there were suddenly some magical colours and transcendental playing of great conviction.Magical pedal effects and even some plucking of strings as a whole fantasy world of sound was suddenly opened up.The final chains of rising and falling thirds were pure magic and created the atmosphere that Britten had conjured up with his masterpiece of Grimes. The work that created such a stir just three months before the end of the second world war when it was premiered in London at Sadlers Wells in June 1945(the war finished in September).
The sleezy Prelude n.2 in C sharp minor missed that wonderful fluidity that real jazz pianist’s have up their sleeve.Talking of which it was his no holes barred performance – elbows at the ready-of Earl Wild’s ‘I got rhythm’that brought the first part to a glorious show busy end. His transcendental rhythmic command, total assurance and evident ‘joie de vivre’ was intoxicating indeed.
After the interval the last of Schuberts great trilogy written just a few months before his death.Here he found a much more fluid sound and there was a great outpouring of emotion and passion.His very solid musicianship gave great architectural shape and weight and it was in many ways a remarkable performance.
But it was a Schubert with his feet very much on the ground.Etherial,magical and subtle phrasing were not for him.This was a more intellectual approach of great involvement like I remember from Serkin.
One is searching for that elusive unknown world and the other lives in a established world of certainty .The difference between a believer and non believer one might say.Both are valid when played by artists that are convinced and can be convincing.The search though is more memorable than that of the arrival.I am surprised he did not play the repeat in the first movement that for an intellectual musician of his stature I would have thought a necessity.The slow movement was monumental indeed played with masculine sentiment that excluded any sentimentality of falseness.The scherzo was played with a very smooth legato and with great rhythmic energy.The last movement was played with almost pastoral calm that contrasted so well with the passionate outbursts that dissolved into the seemless song which seemed to pour from Schuberts pen with such spontaneity.
In many ways a great performance of one of the masterpieces of the piano repertoire.
The transcription of Bach’s ‘ Sheep may safely graze’ was offered as an encore after much insistence from a small but very enthusastic audience. It was here that he revealed some of the magic that had eluded him earlier.The final whispered confession floated into the auditorium and held us all spellbound long after the final notes had resounded.

I have heard Hao Zi Yoh play many times and I am always glad to attend her concerts in the many churches and halls that give a platform to these gifted young performers whilst they are perfecting their quite considerables skills here in London.
I was rather surprised when Hao Zi sent me a last minute invitation to a recital in St James’s Piccadilly.
These are uncertain times with the Corona virus taking an ever stronger hold of our lives.In fact a concert by a chamber orchestra from the Guildhall School of Music and Drama had been cancelled as the School has also been closed due to this scare.A scare that is fast dominating our lives ,not only for the uncertainty and worries for health issues but also for our educational,cultural and spiritual welfare.Could Hao Zi take over at the last minute to offer some music to the vast audience that still overflows this most beautiful of churches a stone’s throw from Piccadilly Circus?
However out of bad comes some good and we were able to applaud Hao Zi’s quite considerable artistry before she embarks on a tour of Spain for the Keyboard Charitable Trust .Her programme for Spain consists of two of the most difficult pieces for piano:Feux Follets and Gaspard de la Nuit.Today she had decided to offer works by Haydn,Brahms and Chopin .Musically equally as demanding though.
The little Haydn Sonata in C Hob XVI-48 in two movements.It immediately established her musical credentials demonstrating her intelligent musicianship and untrasensitivity.The first movement ‘Andante con espressione’ could not have been more expressive but within a rhythmic framework with some very subtle phrasing.So beautifully and delicately shaped with such fantasy but without ever loosing sight of the overall shape and direction of this remarkable movement.She immediately drew us in to her extraordinarily sensitive world of fantasy and exquisite piano playing.The Rondo I found a little too fast for this church acoustic and the faster passages lost something of that precision of which other lady performers like Maria Joao Pires and Alicia de Larrocha were masters.
Her playing did in many respects though remind me of the playing of Maria Joao Pires for its clarity and delicacy allied to extreme musical intelligence.
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And it was this very rare talent that allowed her to shape the four Klavierstucke op 119 by Brahms with such sumptuous sound.Ranging from the most delicate to the most robust but never loosing that radiance and feeling that the roots are very firmly placed in the bass.
This was the last work for solo piano by Brahms and received its premiere in London in 1894 .Brahms had written to Clara Schumann about the elusive first Intermezzo in B minor: “I am tempted to copy out a small piano piece for you, because I would like to know how you agree with it. It is teeming with dissonances! These may well be correct and can be explained—but maybe they won’t please your palate, and now I wished, they would be less correct, but more appetizing and agreeable to your taste. The little piece is exceptionally melancholic and ‘to be played very slowly’ is not an understatement. Every bar and every note must sound like a ritardando, as if one wanted to suck melancholy out of each and every one, lustily and with pleasure out of these very dissonances! Good Lord, this description will surely awaken your desire!”Clara Schumann was enthusiastic and asked him to send the remaining pieces of his new work.
Hao Zi brought a beautiful stillness to this first Intermezzo. Revealing some of the extraordinary inner secrets that Brahms had obviously added for those like his adored Clara with the soul to seek them out!It is extraordinary how the inner meaning of these pieces as in those of Chopin transcends all frontiers. We can find musicians a long way from where these pieces were written with a deep understanding of their inner depths.
I remember Fou Ts’0ng explaining that the beauty in chinese poetry was so similar to the poetry found in the works of Chopin.And so it was today that this beautiful young Malaysian pianist could understand and transmit so movingly these last romantic confessions of Johannes Brahms.The second Intermezzo in E minor was played with a great sense of character and range of dynamics as it revealed a real miniature tone poem.The third in C major, that was so much a piece for the hands of Curzon, was played today with such infectious rhythmic energy and subtle colouring with the ending thrown off with the same beautifully knowing nonchalance as Curzon.All with a minimum use of the sustaining pedal and it gave a clarity to music that can in so many lesser hands be a cloudy mess.The mighty Rhapsody in E flat revealed the enormous sounds that this waif of a pianist had up her sleeve when needed.A wonderful sense of balance allowed the magical central lyrical section a unique voice that took us into the exhilarating almost orchestral sounds of the finale as the excitement mounted to almost fever pitch.

Three mazukas op 59 were played with such subtle understanding and delicacy.It was almost a shame that applause interrupted the sheer magic created before the opening of the Fourth Ballade op 52.
This was a monumental performance of one of the greatest works in the piano repertoire.It was played with an aristocratic nobility but a sensitivity to sound that made one realise what Cortot meant when he said:’ avec un sentiment de regret’ at the return of the opening heartbeating repeated notes.A magical cadenza brought us to the main theme seemingly lost until it found its way with such swirling mists of sound and a gradual magisterial build up to the final explosion and the five redeeming chords that seem to find such peace after such a storm of romantic passion. The transcendentally intricate coda that follows was indeed breathtaking in Hao Zi’s hands.It was played with an unrelenting forward propulsion that did not exclude the most intricate shaping of this extraordinary after thought of pure genius.





at the Wigmore Hall






at the Wigmore Hall .”Confinememt and Freedom :women abandoned and on the open road” was the title of an hour of sublime music making.
Graham playing with the lid fully opened as Anna Huntley’s sumptuously creamy rich voice floated into the hall with a communcative immediacy that ranged from the overwhelming to the most delicately whispered confessions.





He too has a young Italian musicians series and just the other day I was there with Giovanni Bertolazzi.Concerts, unfortunately, are now postponed in Padua otherwise I would have been there with Nicola Losito for the Keyboard Trust this Sunday again.





Beethoven scholar Jonathan Del Mar delves deep into the history of the composer’s manuscripts to uncover the secrets hidden within…
Beethoven’s symphonies and string quartets are accepted to be the bedrock of Western classical music; so would you be shocked to learn that the printed editions of cornerstone works such as the Fifth Symphony and the Violin Concerto are littered with mistakes? For example, the famous French horn calls after the Turkish March in the ‘Choral’ Symphony are not quite what Beethoven wrote, while the version we’ve been handed down of his last string quartet, Op.135, is a hotchpotch compared with the great man’s original intentions.
None of this comes as a surprise to Beethoven editor Jonathan Del Mar who, for the past 20 years, has been forensically unpicking manuscripts to discover where “real” Beethoven ends and historical distortion begins. To many, Del Mar is Beethoven’s earthly representative and his Editor-in-Chief, an awesome responsibility that he takes in his stride.
“I once did an interview in Hamburg,” he chuckles, “and the journalist asked ‘if Beethoven symphonies are the Bible, are you the Pope?’ This sort of thing is nonsense. My editions are about making life easier for musicians. I have to admit that average concert-goers might not even notice my corrections. My editions were born out of problems such as a clarinetist putting his hand up and asking ‘is that an A or a G?’ Orchestral time is incredibly expensive and my work allows musicians to forget about the text and get on with the music.”
Del Mar operates out of a beautiful house in Clapham, London, that’s stuffed to the ceiling with Beethoven facsimiles and first editions. His upstairs den has an air of 221b Baker Street as he unearths the tools of his trade – paperweights, magnifiers and slim-line torches that illuminate manuscripts from underneath.
We’re looking at the facsimile of Beethoven’s autograph score for the Choral Symphony.
“There’s some weird and wonderful things here. By the time Beethoven’s copyist has produced a neat copy, the material in the French horns [Del Mar sings what’s in Beethoven’s original manuscript] has become this. You see – there are notes tied over the barline in Beethoven’s manuscript, but not in the copyist’s hand.”
Next we take a look at the Fifth Symphony, and again there are shocking discrepancies between the subtleties of Beethoven’s original and the published version. “You can see clearly how Beethoven has corrected and revised what his copyist wrote, but these changes have still been overlooked.”
The notation a composer deploys is distinctive, like a Picasso brushstroke. In these few bars of the Fifth, Del Mar points out just how refined Beethoven’s instructions are for his strings, with regard to how they should sustain a note. Above, the wind are stabbing away with violent staccatos. Beethoven’s notation – now restored – demonstrates a dramatic clash of material more vividly than the vanilla version that has existed since the copyist’s misreading. Beethoven’s Fifth becomes a better piece.
“There’s a note I’ve corrected in the Choral Symphony that Claudio Abbado refuses to acknowledge,” Del Mar reveals. “But he must accept that he’s playing a note that was changed in the 1860s, some 30 years after Beethoven’s death. Simon Rattle phoned me about the French horns in the same symphony, and asked: ‘What am I going to tell the orchestra?'”
The humble copyist – the packhorse employed to copy Beethoven’s autograph score into neat – is getting bad press here. Are they the bane of Del Mar’s life?
“I have to think myself back to the conditions under which they operated. They were working by candlelight in freezing cold conditions, probably at some ungodly hour, so it’s no surprise they made mistakes. Beethoven would get furious if they ignored his corrections. He’d scratch in the margin ‘You damn fool’, and I don’t blame him – he had better things to do.”
That nobody had thought to correct Beethoven’s scores before is puzzling. Del Mar explains that the realisation that all was not well with present editions grew through the 1930s. But at this time Beethoven’s manuscripts were scattered around the globe in private collections. Then the Second World War broke out and the Nazis compounded difficulties for scholars by shipping scores, owned by the German state, to Poland for safe-keeping, many of which didn’t resurface until the 1960s and 1970s.
Del Mar inherited from his father, the British conductor Norman Del Mar, his suspicion that printed scores aren’t necessarily tablets of stone.
“My father wrote a book called Orchestral Variations in which he discusses discrepancies in modern published scores,” he recalls. “He bought a facsimile of the autograph of Beethoven’s Ninth from a second-hand music shop in 1949, and that became my starting point. As my wife always complains, I have to do things to the absolute limit, so I had to investigate further. Waking up every morning knowing that I’m going to spend my day with this fabulous music is just wonderful, and I feel very honoured to be doing this fascinating work.”
Beethoven Op. 135: an unsolved case?
Despite being regarded as one of Beethoven’s most profound masterpieces, and having been recorded many times, his final string quartet is not considered “definitive”, as Jonathan Del Mar explains…
“The Op. 135 string quartet will always be a mystery because Beethoven didn’t finish his thoughts on the piece. There’s the autograph score as you would expect, but normally he’d have given this to a copyist whose responsibility was to prepare a part for each individual player and then send those parts to the publisher.
“However, he couldn’t find a trustworthy copyist, so he wrote the parts himself. Beethoven’s mind was so fertile that in the process of copying the parts he had second thoughts.
“For example, he altered rhythms but sometimes only in one violin part – the other he would forget about. So we’re in the unique position with Op. 135 of a score that’s been superseded by a set of parts. The version that players have used since the 1860s is based on the score, and editors have ignored the parts.
“It all works as an edition and is consistent – but it’s not the piece Beethoven intended. His mind had moved on.”






I had heard Ariel Lanyi only a few weeks ago via the superb streaming from Perivale and had been overwhelmed by his masterly playing.
It was the same simple direct musicianship that was today the hallmark of an extraordinary performance of Brahms 2nd Piano Concerto.A concerto that Brahms described as : ‘a tiny little piano concert with a tiny little wisp of a scherzo.’ In reality, he had composed one of the most monumental piano concertos ever imagined- a concerto set in four movements rather than the customary three, which unfolds as a virtual symphony for piano and orchestra instead of the usual “soloist versus orchestra” .Brahms began work on the piece in 1878 and completed it in 1881 while in Pressbaum near Vienna. It is dedicated to his teacher,Eduard Marxsen and Brahms gave the first performance in Budapest on 9 November 1881, with the Budapest Philharmonic Orchestra.It was an immediate success and Brahms proceeded to perform the piece in many cities across Europe.

















