Kovacevich continues 
                his Beethoven Sonatas recordings on 
                EMI with ‘Genesis’ (the three sonatas, 
                Op. 2). There is much here to admire. 
                Clearly EMI thought so too – production 
                levels are of the highest, with a recording 
                team comprising John Fraser and Mike 
                Hatch, and informed booklet notes by 
                the noted authority Joseph Kerman. The 
                recording quality is simply superb, 
                conveying all the character of a top-notch 
                Steinway. 
              
 
              
The F minor sonata, 
                whatever its fiery quirks, remains firmly 
                wedded to its Haydnesque models. Kovacevich 
                seems intent on pointing this out, his 
                brisk tempo and his tone seemingly imitating 
                a fortepiano. Consistent with this approach 
                are the stabbing sforzandi; a more assured 
                way with the prevalent turn-figures 
                would have clinched it (some of the 
                difficult left-hand ones are awkward). 
                A fast (‘authentic’?) speed for the 
                Adagio means that it helps Kovacevich 
                to sit on the surface of the music, 
                although his expressive way with chromatic 
                neighbour-notes is to be admired. Alas 
                there seems to be a caveat to each of 
                the middle movements – the Menuetto 
                is robust and goes with a swing and 
                he successfully invokes a four-part 
                string quartet texture, yet the very 
                opening could be more shifty. The finale 
                brought about an interesting phenomenon. 
                In my listening notes, I observed that 
                in the Prestissimo last movement Kovacevich 
                seemed to look forward to the F-minor 
                of the Appassionata’s finale 
                on the one hand, and simultaneously 
                look back to the quirky world of C.P.E. 
                Bach. Reading Kerman’s booklet notes 
                later, I found him invoking a similarly 
                Janus-like image for this Sonata, referring 
                to the finale of the Piano Trio Op. 
                1 No. 3 and forward to the finale of 
                the ‘Moonlight’. There is no doubting 
                that this is Kovacevich’s most successful 
                movement, however. Taken at a true Presto, 
                his left-hand is astonishingly nimble 
                and pedalling is exceptionally carefully 
                considered so that definition survives. 
                Dynamic contrasts, it has to be admitted, 
                could possibly have been greater, but 
                Kovacevich nevertheless succeeds in 
                bringing the sonata to a stunning close. 
              
 
              
The A major, Op. 2 
                No. 2, brings a performance that just 
                misses the cheeky wit that is part of 
                early Beethoven’s persona. My affections 
                here lie with Backhaus on Decca (which 
                only seems to be currently available 
                in a box of the complete Sonatas, 433 
                882-2, although it is from the ffrr 
                LP that I remember it). Under Kovacevich’s 
                hands, scales chase each other almost 
                playfully, and he has an unnerving habit 
                of slowing and indulging at every opportunity. 
                Much better is the element of the processional 
                brought to the Largo appassionato, and 
                there is an appealing charm to his Scherzo. 
                If he may initially seems over-brutal 
                and brusque at this movement’s close, 
                it soon becomes apparent this is to 
                contrast with the suave arpeggio that 
                opens the finale. 
              
 
              
There seems very little 
                gap between the second and third sonatas, 
                surely a production error – the listener 
                needs more time to savour the end of 
                the second. 
              
 
              
The C major sonata 
                is notoriously tricky (all those white 
                notes!). At 0’32, for example, the left 
                hand sounds awkward – it is, assuredly, 
                but at this level we should not hear 
                it as such. It is true that there is 
                a certain excitement to this movement 
                in Kovacevich’s reading, but that seems 
                to spring from the fact he is struggling 
                with the notes rather than any pre-conceived 
                notion of youthful verve. What this 
                really needs is true effervescence, 
                something Kovacevich seems unwilling 
                to supply. 
              
 
              
There is an appropriate 
                courtly feeling to the Adagio, yet Kovacevich 
                does not conjure up the required concentration, 
                leaving us to skim on the surface of 
                the music again. If there is an element 
                of cheek to the Scherzo, is it not just 
                that little bit under-tempo to truly 
                capture the caprice of this movement?. 
                A literal account of the finale confirms 
                this as the weakest of the three performances 
                on this disc. 
              
 
              
There is much to admire 
                here - Kovacevich has clearly thought 
                long and hard about these works. Yet 
                doubts creep in that, once there, never 
                really go away. 
              
 
              
Colin Clarke