Sergei PROKOFIEV  (1891-1953) 
          Works for Piano: 1908-1938 
          Sarcasmes Op.17 (1912-14) [9:23] 
          Prelude Op.12 No.7 (1906-13) [2:12] 
          Suggestion Diabolique Op.4 No.4 (1910-12) [2:32] 
          Four Etudes Op.2 (1909) [10:24] 
          Musiques d’enfants Op.65 (1935) [2:26] 
          Pensées Op.62 (1933/34) [13:33] 
          Nocturne Op.43bis No.2 (1938) [4:56] 
          Gavotta Op.32 No.3 (1918) [1:30] 
          Paysage Op.59 No.2 (1933/34) [2:19] 
          March from L’amour des trois oranges Op.33 bis (1922) [1:31] 
          
          Visions Fugitives Op.22 (1915-17) [24:01] 
          Roger Woodward (piano) 
          rec. 1991, Eugene Goossens Hall, ABC Centre, Ultimo, Sydney, Australia 
          
          CELESTIAL HARMONIES 13292-2 [75:48] 
        
	     Pianist Roger Woodward calls Prokofiev “one 
          of the greatest musical iconoclasts in Russian musical history” 
          and with good reason. While composers such as Rachmaninov, Medtner, 
          Myaskovsky and Kabalevsky continued writing music in the nineteenth 
          century tradition, Prokofiev, who was only nine years old at the dawn 
          of the new century was determined to write music that was new and different 
          and ‘of the century’. His music is daring, exciting, at 
          times furious, and contemporary audiences must have been shocked and 
          baffled by what they heard. 
            
          The very first pieces on this disc, his Sarcasmes that date from 
          1912-14 are full of brash almost dissonant music requiring something 
          close to a pounding of the piano keys. It wasn’t as if he wouldn’t 
          or couldn’t write gentle music. Sandwiched between the Sarcasmes 
          and Suggestion Diabolique, another piece that truly deserves 
          its title, is his Prelude Op.12 No.7. This contains the most 
          exquisitely beautiful and dreamlike sounds you could wish for. The first 
          of the Four Etudes Op.2 from 1909 once again shows his liking 
          for music that sounds angry, the kind by which an evil giant from a 
          children’s film might be represented. This is not to say that 
          such pieces are not enjoyable; on the contrary they are very appealing 
          and cause both excitement, and wonder at the pianist’s ability 
          to have their hands rush up and down the keyboard in demented fashion. 
          Roger Woodward describes these as being “characterised by abrasive, 
          rampaging sonorities”. Prokofiev even went to extent of giving 
          different time signatures to each hand. That he was able to play them 
          in public shows that he was an extremely talented pianist who did not 
          demand anything from anyone that he couldn’t manage himself. 
            
          After the etudes come two of his pieces for children which are truly 
          delightful. Written in 1935 they were in response to a great demand 
          for children’s music. He is quoted in the notes as explaining 
          that it was at that time that he set about writing Peter and the 
          Wolf. It’s a piece that he completed within a week. He took 
          another week to orchestrate it; a staggering achievement but a measure 
          of this incredible genius of a composer. 
            
          His Pensées show his reflective side in these gentle dreamy 
          little vignettes. The last of these is the longest piece on the disc 
          at just under seven minutes showing how economical a composer he was. 
          He could create a whole world of ideas and expressions within a remarkably 
          short amount of time. It is interesting to read in the notes that he 
          considered the second of these Pensées “one of the 
          best things I have ever written”. I wonder what you will think 
          as I can’t hear anything in it that would cause such a reaction. 
          That’s undoubtedly down to an inability on my part or maybe it’s 
          simply down to “what turns you on”. Continuing with more 
          calm and beautiful sounds we come to his Nocturne Op.43bis No.2 
          a wonderful evocation of night-time. This is followed by a charming 
          Gavotta from 1918 and a Paysage from 1933-34. Both of 
          these bear Prokofiev’s unmistakable signature throughout their 
          brief lengths. The March from L’amour des trois oranges 
          is so well known but never fails to bring a smile to my face. 
            
          Then we come to the 20 pieces that form his Visions Fugitives Op.22 
          from 1915-17. This sequence constitutes a third of the entire playing 
          time of the disc. It is fascinating to read Roger Woodward’s reactions 
          when he first came upon them at the age of 14 in 1957. He was shown 
          them by his teacher Alexander Sverjensky and the young pianist fall 
          “head over heels in love with this composer”. It is also 
          just as fascinating to read of the reactions to that which good Russian 
          friends of his had. These friends were “steeped in the golden 
          age of Tchaikovsky and Pushkin” who were dubious about his obvious 
          enthusiasm. Woodward explains that these miniatures were good preparation 
          for “the wide range of more complex textures that were constantly 
          transcribed throughout the middle and late periods”. Woodward 
          likens the set to the movements of a kaleidoscope which include “passing 
          references to Schönberg, Debussy, Stravinsky and Reger” - 
          such a telling description of these wondrous little works. Woodward 
          quotes Prokofiev himself in an explanation that part of the tiny penultimate 
          piece of the set was based on fleeting glimpses of the fighting in the 
          streets during the revolution of 1917. He often caught sight of the 
          fighting from the security of a corner of a building, thus a true ‘vision 
          fugitive’. 
            
          This disc only helps confirm the genius of Prokofiev, a man who was 
          so afflicted by that particular feeling of nostalgia that émigré 
          Russians experience that, despite all the evidence, he felt compelled 
          to return to the Soviet Union. That decision was difficult and his wife 
          resisted but lost the battle to restrain him. As she had no doubt feared, 
          like many others he had a hard time ploughing his own musical furrow. 
          To his credit he, again like many others, doggedly stuck at it. What 
          brilliant creations his time in the USSR led to and the world continues 
          to enjoy them today. 
            
          I first came upon Roger Woodward with the first ever available recordings 
          of Shostakovich’s 24 Preludes and Fugues that he made for RCA 
          in 1975. I was bowled over by his masterly playing but haven’t 
          really come across him much since. Checking his discography there doesn’t 
          seem to be a huge number of recordings out there. It is a shame however, 
          since his playing here is just breathtaking and one could never tire 
          of hearing this disc. His booklet notes are equally excellent and help 
          to bring Prokofiev well and truly into focus as man as well as musician. 
          
            
          This is a disc that any Prokofiev lover will want to own. I hope there 
          will be more because though Woodward writes that Prokofiev “struggled 
          with composition” he wrote some of the twentieth century’s 
          most enduring works. 
            
          Steve Arloff