Though dedicated in the main to “The Final Trilogy” 
                  this is actually the third volume in a cycle that will eventually 
                  cover nine CDs. 
                    
                  Everything has to have an agenda these days and this is proclaimed 
                  the “First complete recording of Barry Cooper’s 
                  new edition, published by ABRSM”. It would have been nice 
                  to know more about what that actually entails. Undoubtedly, 
                  the Associated Board’s old Tovey-Craxton edition, stalwart 
                  in its day, no longer matched the musicological criteria that 
                  modern musical conservatoires might be expected to uphold. Despite 
                  the attractions of Tovey’s all-guns-blazing introductions, 
                  it needed replacing. On the other hand, those of us whose business 
                  is not with the Associated Board of the Royal Schools of Music 
                  had long ago jettisoned those handsome red volumes in favour 
                  of one of the several Urtext editions issued in the latter half 
                  of the 20th century. So we might like to know if 
                  Cooper has unearthed anything not already contained in these. 
                  
                    
                  Following this record with the Universal Edition, edited by 
                  Schenker and Ratz, I was struck by a curious variant to the 
                  theme of the third movement of op.109. I wonder how convinced 
                  Roscoe himself is by it, since on the repeat he plays the extra 
                  note so lightly I thought at first it wasn’t there at 
                  all. For the rest, I noticed a “forte” marking brought 
                  forwards half a bar in op. 78 and a chord tied in the UE but 
                  struck again by Roscoe. And that was all. The booklet contains 
                  the transcript of a sometimes revealing conversation between 
                  Roscoe and the producer Mike George. It doesn’t touch 
                  upon textual issues. 
                    
                  Roscoe has been playing these sonatas for some forty years and 
                  he knows his way around them. Apparently comfortable with Beethoven’s 
                  sometimes odd technical demands, he produces a consistently 
                  full, rounded sound, excellently reproduced in the famous Potton 
                  Hall acoustic. Tempi seem to arise from the music, rather than 
                  being imposed upon it from without. The worst that can be said 
                  of Roscoe is that he sometimes indulges in a touch of left-hand-before-right 
                  or split chords - the principal theme of op.78, especially in 
                  the repeats, sounds a little schmaltzy to my ears. But I realize 
                  some people like this habit much more than I do and it is not 
                  taken to excess. It struck me by the end of op.110 that he had 
                  not produced an ugly note, but it also struck me that this may 
                  not be an ideal thing in Beethoven. Was there not a veneer of 
                  Mendelssohnian cosiness upon it all? 
                    
                  However, the extreme world of op.111 draws somewhat more from 
                  him. He concludes the booklet conversation by saying “After 
                  all the time I’ve known and played this work, it never 
                  fails to astonish me with its profound message”, and I 
                  think we can hear this in his playing as well as his words. 
                  
                    
                  A very good disc, then. But what about comparisons? I could 
                  make hundreds or none and I almost wish I’d made none. 
                  Instead, I remembered I had a live version of op.109 from Annie 
                  Fischer awaiting review (ICAC 5062) so decided to sample that. 
                  
                    
                  It was cruel. In fairness I should say I don’t recollect 
                  ever having heard Annie Fischer in quite such transcendently 
                  inspired form, and in the studio she was notoriously unhappy. 
                  But in this case I can only say there’s not a bar, not 
                  a paragraph that doesn’t show the difference between playing 
                  the notes and playing the music. Between playing very well and 
                  living on the brink, whether in vehemence or in repose. 
                    
                  Well, as I said earlier, op.111 does seem to inspire Roscoe 
                  to more and it remains, up to a point, a very good disc. Would 
                  it have been better to record Roscoe live, I wonder? 
                    
                  Christopher Howell 
                Masterwork Index: Sonata 
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