Amber Yiu-Hsuan Liao presents to us a well thought-out 
                  recital-type program. She places side by side three diverse 
                  pieces from different styles and eras. This works remarkably 
                  well in one listening, like a good three-course meal, and leaves 
                  a feeling of balance and completeness.
                   
                  Beethoven, with his rare ability to create simultaneously very 
                  dissimilar works, published the piano sonatas No.17 (“The Tempest”) 
                  and No.18 under one roof. They are so different in character 
                  and technique as if they were written by different composers. 
                  The 17th is all up and down, full of dramatic outbursts 
                  and Romantic anguish, which is understandable considering that 
                  it was written in the year of the “Heiligenstadt Testament”. 
                  By contrast, the 18th is sunny and carefree. The 
                  first movement starts slowly and hesitantly, like a peaceful 
                  awakening, and turns into a busy note-spinning Allegro, which 
                  resembles the Spring violin sonata. This music is calm 
                  and smiling, and even one sudden shadow that runs over its face 
                  is fleeting and not serious. This sonata is unique in that it 
                  has both a Scherzo and a Minuet - no slow movement. The former 
                  is a somewhat grumpy, yet contented moto perpetuo; 
                  the latter is serene and unhurried. The finale is galloping 
                  and assertive, with Schubertian bounce.
                   
                  Liao’s playing is energetic and brisk. In the first movement 
                  she is sharp and somewhat mechanical; more depth and soul can 
                  be found in this music. In the Scherzo, the pianist does not 
                  show many half-tones and shades, but overall her dry and crispy 
                  performance is suitable for this music. Arguably, the nuances 
                  are not as important here as is the forward momentum, but I’d 
                  prefer to have them both. Her Minuet is elegant and thoughtful. 
                  The finale is energetic and massive, on the edge of becoming 
                  heavy; the monotonous rattling starts to bother. Overall, her 
                  tempo decisions are excellent, but dynamic nuances are wanting.
                   
                  After the almost classical spirit of Beethoven’s sonata, the 
                  colors switch to a very Romantic palette in two beautiful excerpts 
                  from Goyescas. Los requebras is a wide-gestured 
                  waltz in Spanish hues, free and elated, breathing with full 
                  lungs. The performance is not especially atmospheric, but has 
                  the sumptuousness of a grande valse. This is a big-boned 
                  reading, with high waves. In the coda I hear some banging, and 
                  the piano is ringing, but this seems negligible, such is the 
                  sense of these ecstatic gestures and happy exclamations.
                   
                  The heart of the album is the next track, Quejas ķ la Maja 
                  y el Ruiseņor, with its wide romantic melody, sad and passionate. 
                  The gorgeous tune passes from one register to another. When 
                  the lamenting maja falls silent, the nightingale starts 
                  its magic and carefree trills outside the window. The pianist 
                  wears the heart on the sleeve and seems to overdo the emotions; 
                  this complaint is a show-off. Such music, in my opinion, calls 
                  for a softer, more elastic touch (or instrument). The rubato 
                  is very natural, and emotionally it is a very good reading. 
                  In both Granados excerpts, Liao expresses the delight of the 
                  beautiful, smooth motion, the delight which will be recognized 
                  by those who ever danced the waltz.
                   
                  They say that separations can be beneficial. Leaving aside the 
                  question of whether Papa Wieck was right, I doubt that the history 
                  of classical music had many separations that brought into life 
                  as much beautiful music as the years 1838-40 for Robert Schumann 
                  and Clara Wieck. Humoresque Op.20 is not humorous; 
                  the name reflects the meaning introduced by Jean Paul: ”humor” 
                  here means “mood”. It teems with moods! Unlike other Schumann’s 
                  piano cycles of this period, Humoresque is not divided 
                  into separately labeled parts; it is practically a stream of 
                  consciousness. The parts flow into one another; the themes vanish 
                  and reappear. The mood alternates between longing, sadness, 
                  happiness and anguish. Like many of Schumann’s piano works of 
                  this period, this is a long love letter to his dear Clara, in 
                  which she could see herself as a tender lyrical goddess, and 
                  also see Schumann – the impetuous, impatient lover, whose moods 
                  change in an instant.
                   
                  The presentation is again a bit mechanical, which is not so 
                  bad for the rolling and bubbling faster parts. The ecstatic, 
                  turbulent pages are done well, though not without some evenness. 
                  The poetry is gone from the more lyrical pages, and some of 
                  them become hard and rigid. One should just listen, for example, 
                  to 1973 Wilhelm Kempff on DG, in order to discover how much 
                  poetry lives in this music. I am not a Kempff fan, but he definitely 
                  shows what can be done with this music. Together with the heavy 
                  sound of an 1881 Steinway, it does not add up to the best possible 
                  performance: the notes are there, but not the music.
                   
                  Overall, this is a good presentation of the three works, though 
                  not exceptional, and cannot compete with the best available 
                  choices. The instrument could be partially responsible for the 
                  hardness of sound. The recording quality is good, the sound 
                  is clear. It was a good idea to program these three works together, 
                  but if I return to some part of this disc in the future, it 
                  will be the Granados.
                   
                  Oleg Ledeniov