Having recently been impressed with Scherbakov’s 
                Naxos recording of some Shostakovich piano music (8.555781), it 
                was interesting to hear him in more music from his homeland, this 
                time in the form of Rachmaninov. 
              
 
              
As a programme within itself, this disc works 
                well. The Chopin Variations is a lovely piece (although 
                I confess my personal allegiance to the later Corelli Variations 
                of 1931). The way the first variation moves out of Chopin’s world 
                (Op. 38 No. 20) and into Rachmaninov’s territory is pure magic. 
                Actually the longest piece on the disc, Scherbakov maintains interest 
                throughout by quicksilver responses to the various variations. 
                There is no doubting his virtuosity (Variations 7 or 20, for example). 
                In addition, his even left hand in Variation 2 is most satisfying. 
                No less impressive, though, are the more reflective moments: try 
                the limpid, finely paced penultimate variation (No. 21, ‘Andante’). 
              
 
              
The five Morceaux de fantaisie, Op. 3 
                of a decade earlier if anything shows Scherbakov’s strengths in 
                even sharper relief. The melancholic tinge to the opening ‘Elégie’ 
                and its intimacy around half way through is managed without unnecessary 
                indulgence. How nice to hear the Prelude (No. 2) in context for 
                once, also. The melting lyricism of the third (‘Mélodie’) 
                contrasts superbly with the quasi-Commedia del arte ‘Polichinelle’ 
                (Debussy’s Minstrels being called to mind here). 
              
 
              
The Sonata is the intended selling point of the 
                disc (look at the scan of the front cover, if you don’t believe 
                me). It certainly acts as its culmination. Scherbakov opts for 
                the 1931 revised (truncated) version of the score. A pity the 
                opening is not quite gestural enough, not quite the arresting 
                sign-post it should be. In fact, Scherbakov seems less than convinced 
                of the musical worth of this first movement, and as a consequence 
                the music appears to ramble. Scherbakov presents the listener 
                with a succession of echt-Rachmaninov moments. Rachmaninov 
                can fragment too easily in the larger forms unless the performance 
                is of the utmost belief and ardour – Scherbakov just falls short 
                here. 
              
 
              
Much stronger than the first movement is the 
                ‘Non allegro’ that follows. Very affecting indeed, it is perhaps 
                a shame that the finale takes a little while to find its way. 
                There is dynamism and sweep here, but the music just fails 
                to take wing. Scherbakov has a tendency to be over-dry (admittedly 
                a typically Russian trait). Although this remains a perfectly 
                acceptable-verging-on-the-fine account, competition is fierce. 
                Horowitz, Van Cliburn emerge from the mists of the years, while 
                Ashkenazy on Decca Double 443 841-2 and more recently Lang Lang 
                (see my review of Telarc CD80524) are all persuasive. Multiple 
                versions are to be encouraged in this piece, especially as the 
                various versions (and mixes thereof) provide much food for thought. 
              
 
              
Scherbakov, at super-budget price, provides a 
                perfectly acceptable Rachmaninov recital. 
              
 
              
Colin Clarke