This is an enterprising 
                ClassicO disc of a recital given in 
                Aarhus by Tonya Lemoh, an Australian 
                pianist now on the piano faculty at 
                Copenhagen University. It makes for 
                a most diverting concert programme and 
                if some limitations are evident it certainly 
                doesn’t diminish enthusiasm for some 
                important features of her musicianship. 
                Nor indeed of her invigorating choice 
                of the Bentzon (more later), Ginastera 
                and the Griffes. 
              
 
              
The domestic catalogue 
                is certainly not groaning under the 
                weight of Griffes piano recordings, 
                and that despite the fact that Myra 
                Hess, no less, recorded a famous disc 
                of The White Peacock back in 1929. The 
                piano version is seldom programmed these 
                days and it’s enjoyable to hear Lemoh’s 
                performance, though the rather swimmy 
                acoustic rather drains it of immediacy. 
                The Fountain of the Acqua Paola fares 
                rather better in his respect, which 
                is fortunate as this is a work even 
                less performed than its Opus mate. I 
                enjoyed its glittering expressionism 
                in this performance. 
              
 
              
Ginastera’s Danzas 
                Argentinas must owe something at least 
                linguistically to Granados but the fruity, 
                rhythmic nationalism is all Ginastera’s 
                own. Short though they are the trio 
                is convincingly played here – there’s 
                buoyant malambo rhythm for the 
                first, and a Criollo slow, sinuous 
                second cousin of Ragtime, dance for 
                number two. The third is a driving moto 
                perpetuo, and a malambo of real 
                vigour, played here with great assurance 
                and attack. 
              
 
              
Chopin’s sonata takes 
                a while to get going and is consistently 
                fast in the opening. I enjoyed the good 
                più lento section in the Scherzo. 
                It’s a shame that it didn’t settle down 
                because the makings of an understanding 
                performance are there. Brave of her 
                to take on the Liszt, though its gargantuan 
                presence is clearly not off-putting. 
              
 
              
Bentzon’s Suite is 
                a "transcribed version of a live 
                performance" that the composer 
                gave. There are eight movements. He 
                declined an invitation to write down 
                his own improvised performance, impishly 
                declaring that he would write another 
                sonata instead, so it was Tonya Lemoh 
                and her husband, Thomas Walbum (Bentzon’s 
                nephew) who transcribed it. Dating though 
                it does from the 1970s and fully improvised 
                it’s still a most rewarding opportunity 
                to hear some "new" Bentzon. 
                All the movements are short and they 
                move from baroque sounding procedures, 
                to rhythmic drive and neo-classicism. 
                The Rigaudon is playful, the Courante 
                surgingly dramatic, the Sarabande compact 
                and concentrated, the Réjouissance 
                suitably driving and full of élan, 
                and the Sicilienne is elegant and weighted 
                with aplomb. 
              
 
              
There’s an encore to 
                end the concert in the shape of the 
                Bach-Busoni Ich ruf’ zu dir, Herr 
                Jesu Christ. She takes a good tempo 
                but phrase endings are rather droopy 
                as a result of excessive rubato. But 
                there are rewarding things here and 
                Lemoh’s proselytising on behalf of Bentzon 
                is especially to be welcomed. 
              
Jonathan Woolf 
                
              
see also review 
                from Rob Barnett