Comparative version of opp. 31, 
              no.2 and 53: Maurizio Pollini on DG 427 
              642-2 
              This is a notable addition 
                to Fazil Say’s slim discography for 
                Naïve, showing that it is quality 
                he’s interested in as an artist. Given 
                his many commitments as a solo artist, 
                chamber musician and composer it is 
                unsurprising that his recordings are 
                not more frequent. 
              
 
              
The presentation of 
                three mid-period Beethoven sonatas - 
                though for some reason presented in 
                reverse order to composition - brings 
                Say into direct comparison with every 
                great pianist that set these works down 
                for posterity. But what I love - yes, 
                love – about his approach is that he 
                is unafraid of any of them. So assured 
                is his technique and interpretive skill 
                that he is more than equal to taking 
                on Beethoven on his own terms. Among 
                those terms I surely have to count being 
                a composer, as each work here smacks 
                of being heard through a composer’s 
                ears rather than just a pianist’s hands. 
              
 
              
Appassionata sonata: 
                The evocation of hesitant shadows before 
                the stormy outburst is atmospherically 
                caught, but when the brief storm comes 
                you really feel it. Passagework is attacked 
                often savagely, but even where this 
                is not stated it remains implied. The 
                piano is recorded with ample fullness 
                of tone to represent the extremes to 
                which Beethoven pushed the instrument. 
                Unprepared listeners might be left reaching 
                for the volume control, but I could 
                not resist leaving it – perhaps a little 
                too loud – the roller-coaster ride of 
                emotions being too absorbing to care 
                otherwise. Anyhow, it seemed to fit 
                with Say’s robust and argumentative 
                conception of Beethoven the man as seen 
                through his music. The first movement, 
                being fairly driven both in terms of 
                tempo and tone benefits to a large extent 
                from the fact that moments of inner-looking 
                quiet register fully. 
              
 
              
The central Andante 
                con moto builds impressively through 
                finely projected and clearly articulated 
                tone. Say’s playing leaves the trace 
                of music that means much to him, and 
                this comes through his careful yet not 
                over-studied sense of sonority, again 
                allowing contrasts to be fully registered 
                – the cloudy bass register with the 
                bell like clarity of the treble register. 
                The closing Allegro ma non troppo begins 
                with true agitation, as it should – 
                leading to a transition that is articulately 
                handled to give a real sense of perspective 
                to the movement’s development prior 
                to the return of the first subject, 
                full of punchy authority. 
              
 
              
If the other two sonatas 
                are cut from much the same cloth interpretively, 
                and they are, I can see little wrong 
                in this. True, his interpretations of 
                opp. 31, no.2 and 53 might not have 
                Pollini’s individuality about them but 
                they are resolutely mid-period Beethoven 
                delivered with fire and enthusiasm allied 
                with strength of technique. It says 
                much for Fazil Say that where others 
                might power on and ride slipshod over 
                the details he takes care over them 
                without neglecting the structure he 
                works within. I found his finely wrought 
                chiaroscuro opening to the Waldstein’s 
                Allegro molto most sensitively handled, 
                yet what followed possessed a strength 
                that was apt and in place. The Tempest’s 
                strength and destructive power might 
                be slower to arrive with Say than Pollini, 
                but from the first it is there. His 
                way of using the natural pauses in the 
                written line gives the ensuing onslaught 
                all the more energy, which contrasts 
                with the Adagio’s poetry. The Allegretto 
                brings it all to a clean and crisp conclusion. 
                This is Beethoven with an edge from 
                an assured artist still in his ascendancy, 
                and it makes for a thrilling experience 
                that I shall return to often with pleasure. 
              
Evan Dickerson 
                
              
see also review 
                by Kevin Sutton