This disc is one of four releases on the budget-priced Eloquence label 
          containing Radu Lupu’s 1970s recordings of all five Beethoven Piano 
          Concertos. Lupu’s performances were widely acclaimed (though not at 
          the top of anyone’s tree, so far as I can recall) when they first appeared, 
          and it is good to see them back in circulation. They were taped variously 
          between 1971 (No 3) and 1980 (No 1, the only digital recording 
          in the set) and, with the exception of No 3 (in which Lawrence Foster 
          conducts the London Symphony Orchestra), featured the Israel Philharmonic 
          Orchestra, conducted by Zubin Mehta. In fact Decca proudly proclaim 
          these (with their prominent photo-logo of Mehta) to be part of their 
          ‘Zubin Mehta Edition’, thereby attributing (by implication) the lion’s 
          share of the honours to the conductor rather than the soloist! 
        
The disc we are considering here is the only one in 
          the series to couple two Concertos: the remainder offer us a variety 
          of other Beethoven orchestral or piano music by way of fill-ups. No 
          2 includes (very generously) an almost complete Prometheus, on 
          466 681-2. No 3 (fittingly, but far from generously) is followed 
          by the 32 Variations on an Original Theme, on 466 690-2. No 5, 
          the so-called ‘Emperor’, is topped up with a short (but agreeably self-contained) 
          recital comprising the two Op 51 Rondos, and the two two-movement Sonatas 
          of Op 49: 466 689-2. 
        
The two missing pieces from this list are the so-called 
          ‘Triple Concerto’ (Op 56 in C major, for piano, violin, cello and 
          orchestra) and the ‘Choral Fantasy’ (Op 80 in C minor, for piano, 
          chorus and orchestra). So far as I am aware, Lupu has not recorded these, 
          but readers wishing to complete their collection may wish to note that 
          (very usefully) they can be found together on the (Philips) Eloquence 
          label – the number is 464 368-2. Arrau is the pianist in the former, 
          with Szeryng and Starker, and conducted by Inbal: the latter comes from 
          the complete Brendel-Haitink set. 
        
Throughout these recordings, it is obvious that Lupu 
          identifies with what Beethoven is saying: he always allows us to hear 
          the composer’s voice loud and clear, as only the greatest recreative 
          artists do. The vitality, the tranquillity; the magic, the surprises; 
          the anger, the rejoicing – it’s all there. Listen to the solemnity of 
          No 1’s slow movement, or the jollity of its finale – the full range 
          of Beethoven’s writing comes across, without exaggeration, and with 
          none of the irritating idiosyncrasies which ‘big’ personalities of the 
          keyboard so often inflict upon us. 
        
The Fourth Concerto is surely the greatest (certainly 
          the most innovative) of these pieces. This is the piece in which the 
          piano dares to speak before the orchestra – lovely phrasing from Lupu 
          here, though the voicing is not absolutely perfect – only to be answered 
          by the orchestra in the remote key of B major (Mehta suitably hushed, 
          if a little impatient to move on) as if in an adjacent building. I’ve 
          always loved the way the first movement’s second theme ambles through 
          every imaginable key, creating a sense of poetic journeying and questioning: 
          something both artists draw out keenly here, despite some imperfect 
          orchestral discipline. And what a slow movement! This confrontation 
          between aggressive orchestra (unison, dotted, forte…) and imperturbable 
          piano (harmony, legato, pianissimo…) resolves itself through the soloist’s 
          patient pleading: a romantic drama which is years ahead of its time, 
          and perfectly captured here! As for Beethoven’s slipping tip-toe into 
          the finale – unnoticed, by virtue of starting in the wrong key! – Mehta’s 
          stage whispering is very nearly spoilt by imprecise ensemble. 
        
You’ll find wider-ranging performances (certainly better 
          drilled performances) in the catalogue, but there are times when cautious 
          artists (those who are determined at all costs NOT to superimpose their 
          personalities on the music) are to be preferred to those whose mountains 
          are always high and whose valleys are always deep. That’s how it is 
          here: these are performances one can live with – warts and all. 
         
        
 
        
Peter J Lawson 
        
        
 
         
        
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