Piers Lane is known for his work as piano soloist, 
          accompanist and broadcaster. His discography is wide-ranging, from accompanying 
          Russian Cello Sonatas (with Alexander Baillie on Unicorn UKCD2083) to 
          concertos by Myaskovsky, Paderewski (the debut disc of Hyperion's 'Romantic 
          Piano Concerto' series), d'Albert (CDA66747) and virtuoso Strauss transcriptions 
          (CDA66785). His disc of Scriabin Etudes (CDA66607) prepared the ground 
          for the present offering. 
        
The virtuoso Romantic piano concerto recordings have 
          already alerted the public to Lane's colossal technique. Luckily, he 
          also demonstrates much musical intelligence, all of which is called 
          on in this project. Scriabin's Preludes chart the composer's journey 
          from post-Chopin Romantic to post-tonal harmonic mystic, and it is fascinating 
          to play the set straight through from that viewpoint. One can hear the 
          progressive expansion of expression until the composer's musical imagination 
          flies off in myriad, often previously uncharted directions. 
        
Lane's account of the 24 Preludes, Op. 11 (1888-96) 
          moves into top recommendation slot, eclipsing both Pisarro and Pletnev. 
          The shifting moods are effortlessly captured, from the impetuous No. 
          14 in E flat minor through the veiled but threatening No. 16 in B flat 
          minor, the capricious No. 17 in A flat, the melancholy No. 10 in Csharp 
          minor, the very appassionato No. 20 in C minor to the climactic 
          sweep of No. 24 in D minor. 
        
With the longer time span of Op. 13 No.1 (all of 2'30), 
          Scriabin gives the pianist the chance to build real cumulative effect, 
          an opportunity relished by Lane. Close references to the high-Romantic 
          period abound in these pieces: the fluid movement of Op. 15 No. 2 calls 
          to mind Chopin's A flat Impromptu, for example. Tellingly, Op. 15 No. 
          2 sits right next to the sweet, perfumed C sharp minor Andantino of 
          No. 3, proof (if proof be needed by this point) of the direction in 
          which Scriabin's thought was moving. 
        
On this road, the Preludes which remind one strongly 
          of Chopin in dreamy mood (try either of the first two from Op. 22, for 
          example) give way to the more elusive sonorities more readily associated 
          with this composer, and it is in this sound world that Lane excels. 
          Time and time again I found that I did not need to look at the score's 
          indication to find out what it was because Lane projected it so well. 
          This is probably the highest praise I can give him, and the list of 
          such instances is impressively large (Op. 39 No. 3 - Languido; Op. 48 
          No. 2 - Poetico con delizio; Op. 35 No. 2, Elevato ...). 
        
The later Preludes are fascinating documents of a composer 
          stretching expression to its limit, from the relentless Op. 59 No. 2 
          (marked 'sauvage') through to Op. 74 No. 5, the musical equivalent of 
          sleepless tossing and turning. There is often the impression given of 
          a mix of supreme improvisation generated by some hidden, mysterious 
          set of principles. The final Op. 74 set of Preludes (1914) is testament 
          to this, five expressions of a most private internal world (witness 
          the second, 'Très lent, contemplatif', during which Lane achieves 
          a magical pianissimo). 
        
Certainly, for individual Preludes, there may be clear 
          first choices elsewhere (and every admirer of Scriabin should hear the 
          interpretations of Sofronitsky). For a complete set which will consistently 
          enrich one's appreciation of this fascinating composer in characteristically 
          rounded piano sound courtesy of engineer Tony Faulkner, though, this 
          Hyperion issue is hard to beat. 
        
 
         
        
 
        
Colin Clarke