This is a well-planned and thoughtful recital, showing 
          two near exact contemporaries in full command of their genius, and illustrating 
          differences as well as similarities in style. It has taken some years 
          to hit the shops (I’ve no idea what the delay has been), and this fine 
          artist is always worth hearing. Indeed, one of the favourite Mozart 
          discs of my collection is Larrocha and the Vienna Symphony under Uri 
          Segal, playing K.482 and 459, sparkling, fleet-fingered renditions that 
          I return to often. The chief problem here is that little of that sparkle 
          is evident, and comparisons with some of her illustrious competitors 
          finds her playing a little wanting in certain areas that are important 
          for a fuller enjoyment of both composers. 
        
 
        
To start with Mendelssohn, the basic selection of music 
          is nicely representative of the composer, with gorgeous, finely-spun 
          melodies juxtaposed with more weighty fair. Larrocha’s rendition of 
          the opening Op. 19 Song without Words is certainly poetic, the 
          wistful main theme nicely shaped. But turning to Perahia (his Sony recital) 
          shows an element of fantasy and romantic temperament that is missing 
          on the RCA disc. This vital extra edge is absent throughout most of 
          the remaining Mendelssohn, her Spinning Song showing a technique 
          that has become slightly too careful for this virtuosic piece. I certainly 
          enjoyed Larrocha’s Variations sérieuses, where the ‘stately’ 
          approach to the Bachian main subject is appropriate. But again, listening 
          to Perahia (on an earlier all-Mendelssohn Sony disc) shows the American 
          in much fuller command of a wide tonal palette; the tricky octaves of 
          variation 3 (piu animato) are heroically despatched, and he is 
          able to achieve a true allegro vivace in variation 8. 
        
 
        
As I say, there is much to enjoy in the slower, more 
          introspective sections of Larrocha’s disc, but one feels a whole dimension 
          is missing. 
        
 
        
The Chopin half of the disc shows this to an even more 
          cruel degree. Take the Barcarolle, a late masterpiece and one 
          of Chopin’s finest inspirations. I have a number of recordings of this 
          work, and all somehow managed to dig a little deeper below the surface 
          than Larrocha. My current favourite is Dinu Lipatti, showing how tempestuous 
          the piece can be, despite its obvious layer of charm. Of modern versions, 
          Krystian Zimerman gives a truly inspirational account (on DG) that again 
          shows the multi-layered nature of Chopin’s vision; he is also able to 
          point up the harmonic daring that is subtle and needs teasing out. I 
          do like Larrocha’s way with the limpid beauty of the Berceuse, 
          and she keeps a steady pulse instead of too much rubato mauling, 
          not always easy in this deceptive piece. Her Nocturne is a might 
          ‘safe’, and her Polonaise-Fantasie is somehow missing what the 
          composer is wanting in his title – fantasy. Try Pollini (usually 
          criticized for being too cold and unfeeling) on his DG set of Polonaises, 
          and one enters a different world. 
        
 
        
All this sounds very unkind to a great artist, but 
          in oft-recorded repertoire such as this, and at full price, one has 
          the right to expect new insights. I’m afraid we get safety first, with 
          any poetic vision or fiery temperament only fleetingly glimpsed. Fans 
          of the pianist will no doubt want this disc anyway, and the recorded 
          sound is very good indeed, but lovers of the music will ultimately get 
          greater rewards elsewhere. 
        
 
        
        
Tony Haywood