While EMI, Decca and the BBC bring out their "Legends" 
          and their "Great Recordings of the 20th Century", 
          BMG give us a compilation of most of Rubinstein’s Beethoven sonata interpretations 
          (he was of the generation that mostly stuck to the famous sonatas with 
          names, though he was also a wonderful exponent of op. 31/3) in a series 
          aimed basically at first-time classical buyers. If Rubinstein was not 
          always considered a Beethoven interpreter par excellence, novices 
          will encounter the music in the hands of one of the 20th 
          Century’s great communicators; far better this than a barely competent 
          animal going through the traditional motions. They will also find a 
          brief note explaining "Viennese Classical Music" (sorry, "viennese 
          classical music": who started all this nonsense about titles in 
          small letters, and isn’t it about time it stopped? CD Booklets aren’t 
          poems by e.e. cummings; would they were!), "beethoven’s" piano 
          sonatas and the sonatas in question. All very listener-friendly but 
          not reductively so. My only real niggle is that the writer seems to 
          have expectations of more traditional interpretation than those on the 
          record. They will also get a brief note on the pianist, and will learn 
          that in 1916-17 he gave over 100 concerts in Spain "and became 
          one of the most important interpreters of Spanish music". If they 
          don’t already know that he played Chopin rather often, they won’t learn 
          that here. 
        
Any suspicions that Rubinstein might prove unduly avuncular 
          in Beethoven are practically dispelled by the first chord of the "Pathétique". 
          Also dispelled are any worries one might have about the recording. I 
          don’t know where that close, clattery sound we always used to think 
          part and parcel of Rubinstein’s recordings has gone, for I’ve never 
          heard him sound so warm and rich on record, or so close to the sound 
          I remember from the one occasion (alas!) on which I heard him live. 
          True, the "Appassionata" from a year later is a little harder, 
          but without the comparison I would have found little to fault in it. 
          There will be rejoicing in heaven over this. 
        
It could perhaps have been taken for granted that Rubinstein 
          would be a wonderfully songful interpreter of all four slow movements, 
          rich in sonority, detailed and natural in phrasing, alive to contrapuntal 
          movement in the bass lines and inner parts. He is also one of the few 
          who can really say something with the middle movement of the "Moonlight", 
          often thrown away as a bland intermezzo. 
        
It might also have been expected that he would take 
          his time over the outer movements, but thanks to the fullness of his 
          tone (every note on the CD tells) and the clarity of his left-hand 
          work (you will hear whole passages in all finales in which he prefers 
          crystalline detail where others give us a blur of pedal), the true Beethovenian 
          drive is emphatically present. As a result of not rushing his fences 
          in the "Appassionata" finale, the presto, when it arrives, 
          is overwhelming. He also uncovers much detail in the first movements. 
          Who else has made the exchanges between the lower and upper registers 
          (right-hand crossing over left) in the second subject of op. 13 speak 
          like this? You can imagine an operatic duet between soprano and baritone. 
          Only in the first movement of "Les Adieux" did I feel that 
          perhaps he was taking things a little comfortably, though with much 
          insightful phrasing. 
        
If Rubinstein still seems a not entirely orthodox Beethoven 
          interpreter, it is because he remained a romantic artist dedicated to 
          telling a story rather than expounding a structure. This may not necessarily 
          be wrong, but our Beethovenian clocks were set by Schnabel in the 1930s 
          and basically our expectations have remained in line with this ever 
          since. Rubinstein learnt his Beethoven before the Schnabel revolution. 
          However, while even the most highly-esteemed pre-Schnabel interpreters 
          sound odd to present-day ears, Rubinstein was not only an intuitive 
          and a romantic pianist, he was also a highly intelligent one with a 
          great respect for the printed score. 
        
So, to get back to my first point, first–timers will 
          encounter this music in richly communicative performances. But I hope 
          circulation of this disc will not stop there. Anyone with a fair stock 
          of "conventional" Beethoven, not to speak of collectors of 
          "Legends" who did not buy these as part of the Rubinstein 
          edition, should get them now. Beethoven speaks to all men in many ways, 
          and there will be times when Rubinstein’s very human way will bring 
          the music closer to you than any other. 
        
 
        
        
Christopher Howell