Most enthusiasts of 
                the Rachmaninov piano concerti already 
                know what version they like. For some, 
                who are groupies, it is simply the pianist 
                – be it Ashkenazy or Howard Shelley. 
                Many of us will hark back to the first 
                recording or performance we ever heard. 
                For a large number of people their first 
                exposure to Rachmaninov will be as a 
                musical backdrop to Noel Coward’s great 
                screen play Brief Encounter. 
              
 
              
My first encounter 
                with the ‘master’ was at school. We 
                had gone on a trip to an early form 
                of outwards-bound college. One of the 
                masters, who shall remain nameless, 
                was reputed to have fallen in love with 
                the Latin Mistress. He arrived in the 
                common room armed with a portable record 
                player and proceeded to play Rach. 
                2 over and over again. A few of 
                us, who were less inclined to be grappling 
                with each other on the rugby field, 
                were quite happy to sit with him and 
                enjoy this music. 
              
 
              
Soon we were joined 
                by the maths master, who was also an 
                accomplished pianist and organist. It 
                just so happened that there was a piano 
                in the room. Soon we were being given 
                an illustrated lecture about the form 
                and technique of this great work. I 
                do not know if this technical stuff 
                eased the heart of our lovesick French 
                master, but it laid the roots of my 
                lifelong passion for this work. 
              
 
              
At about the same time 
                as this my ‘first-love’ and I used to 
                spend hours listening to this piece 
                in her bedroom! Innocent activities 
                in those days - with her parents ‘popping 
                in’ with coffee and cake every few minutes!! 
                Yet it was etched into my mind. The 
                love affair with Margery came to an 
                end – she met an American sailor. However 
                my love of Rachmaninov has grown with 
                each of the succeeding 30 odd years. 
                Soon I discovered the other four concerted 
                works. A trip, in 1974, to the City 
                Hall in Glasgow to hear Vladimir Ashkenazy 
                play, put the icing on the cake. 
              
 
              
All of us have a favourite 
                concerto. Mine is the Third (with 
                Van Cliburn playing on Philips Classics 
                456 748). However it is very much a 
                mood thing. People are often surprised 
                just how unromantic the Paganini 
                Variations actually are – with the 
                exception of the purple passage. An 
                old friend of mine cannot abide any 
                of the concertos – because the first 
                one he heard was the 4th. 
                The Three Blind Mice motif in 
                the second movement put him off for 
                life. Many people write off the First 
                Concerto as a failure. They are 
                wrong. The bottom line is that they 
                are a corpus – each one is important 
                in its own right, but somehow related 
                to one and another. 
              
 
              
So it must be difficult 
                when a pianist decides to record one 
                or as in Oleg Marshev’s case, all of 
                these famous works. They cannot really 
                hope to bring startling new revelations 
                to them. All must be conscious of the 
                competition out there – both historical 
                and contemporary. 
              
 
              
Yet new recordings 
                must be made; new attempts to interpret 
                the works for each succeeding generation. 
              
 
              
It is not the place 
                to consider the history or the form 
                of these great works – they are far 
                too much a part of the repertory to 
                gain from any kind of analysis in this 
                forum. So my remarks will be confined 
                to the presentation and style of these 
                discs. 
              
 
              
I think Rachmaninov 
                can be interpreted in basically two 
                ways. One is to emphasize or perhaps 
                overplay the romantic fervour and the 
                other way is to accentuate the ‘classical’ 
                aspects. In addition, these concerti 
                can be played more or less intimately. 
              
Oleg Marshev chooses 
                the big, energetic, romantic style of 
                playing. His is a heaven storming approach. 
                His prevailing style seems to verge 
                on the ‘epic’ – which is all good and 
                well. However I would have liked a little 
                bit more intimacy where appropriate. 
                And perhaps something of the Earl Wild 
                gushiness! 
              
 
              
I suppose that my personal 
                crunch test for any Rachmaninov performance 
                is the passage near the end of the second 
                movement of the C minor. There 
                is a gorgeous crescendo with large filled 
                octaves for the soloist - gradually 
                subsiding. This passage always gives 
                me the ‘goosebumps.’ My test is just 
                how far they go up my legs! With Marshev 
                it is not very far – which is a shame, 
                for generally his playing moves me. 
              
 
              
I do not agree with 
                other reviewers who criticise this recording 
                for the longer than average play times 
                of some of these movements. Jesper Buhl 
                at Danacord has pointed out that James 
                Loughran uses the composer’s own metronome 
                marks as the basis of this performance. 
                Before anyone complains that Rachmaninov’s 
                own recordings are shorter, they must 
                remember that in those days all music 
                was inhibited by the length of 78rpm 
                play times. I actually like the pace 
                of Loughran’s interpretation of these 
                concerti. It certainly allows the listener 
                to appreciate much of the detail of 
                the orchestration and the pianistic 
                devices. 
              
 
              
The slightly longer 
                playing times necessitate these five 
                works being issued on three discs as 
                opposed to two. For example, the Third 
                is allocated an entire disc. Martha 
                Argerich on Philips has this concerto 
                plus the Second Suite for Two Pianos, 
                Op.17 (Philips 50 464 732 2). However, 
                the cost of the Danacord is three CDs 
                for the price of two. So, as a Scot, 
                no real complaints here. 
              
 
              
There is a nice Christmassy 
                St. Petersburg scene on the cover which 
                adds to the ‘feel good’ factor. The 
                write up in the accompanying booklet 
                is comprehensive. Included in this are 
                useful discographies for both Marshev 
                and the Aarhus Orchestra. 
              
 
              
I must admit that the 
                sound recording does not completely 
                appeal to me. The piano often seems 
                to have quite a hard edge to it – even 
                in those passages that call for a considerable 
                degree of subtlety. The sound can be 
                over-bright in places. 
              
 
              
But all in all this 
                is a nice packaging of these gorgeous 
                works. It is well worth exploring, even 
                for those of us who already have our 
                favourite versions constantly to hand. 
                It would be sad if we were never to 
                allow ourselves to be open to a new 
                or slightly different interpretation 
                of the standard repertoire. 
              
 
              
I would heartily recommend 
                Oleg Marshev and the Aarhus Orchestra 
                to anyone who wishes to get to grips 
                with these works. So unless you have 
                a totally closed mind, listen to these 
                ‘epic’ performances – add them to your 
                collection. And do not get me wrong 
                – there is intimacy here as well 
                as romantic swagger – just not quite 
                in the quantities of other interpretations. 
              
 
              
And for lovers or ex-lovers 
                amongst us, this music still manages 
                to ease the heart like it did for my 
                French master more than thirty years 
                ago – I promise you! 
              
John France