This 
                  actually arrived while I was dealing with the Tateno (misattributed 
                  to Hatto) recording and also reminding myself of the Thiollier. 
                  For a while I included Bavouzet in the comparisons but then 
                  I realized I would have to listen to him separately on his own 
                  terms. I noted that in the matter of actual pianistic control 
                  – I am referring here to refinement of nuance, not mere digital 
                  dexterity – he was superior to either of the others. But I have 
                  more than once expressed my belief that the faster tempi of 
                  Gieseking and Casadesus are closer to what Debussy wanted. Bavouzet 
                  is not the worst offender – he gets all the Préludes onto one 
                  CD with space for a tiny filler – but in a straight comparison 
                  I preferred the naturalness of Tateno and the volatility of 
                  Thiollier.
                Perhaps 
                  I was unlucky in the ones I took for a three-way comparison. 
                  It’s true that Bavouzet is awfully slow in the opening “Danseuses 
                  de Delphes”, but here practically every pianist seems to want 
                  to assert his individuality by playing a different tempo from 
                  the written one. Or if, like Thiollier, he plays the written 
                  tempo, he invents dynamics of his own. Bavouzet plays a tempo 
                  of his own and invents dynamics of his own.
                However, 
                  this proves not to be a blueprint for how he is going to continue. 
                  Before I really started to enjoy anything, though, I had to 
                  get used to another of his quirks, a frequent separation of 
                  the hands, at times extreme. I know people react differently 
                  to this. My feeling is, if he always separated his hands, 
                  I could eventually write it off mentally, like finding you’ve 
                  put on a pair of shoes that pinch your feet at every step, and 
                  you’ve just got to go through the day with them and try not 
                  to notice them too much. But as he sometimes but not always 
                  does it, I found myself quite distracted from the music 
                  and simply saying to myself as each new chord came up, “will 
                  he, won’t he, will he, won’t he …?” As time went on, though, 
                  he seemed to do it less, and I was very little disturbed by 
                  this quirk in Book 2.
                Nevertheless, 
                  I soon found and appreciated that not all his tempi are slow. 
                  “Les sons et les parfums” has real volatility, I enjoyed the 
                  lilt of “Les collines d’Anacapri” and “Des pas sur le neige” 
                  is so wonderfully textured it certainly didn’t seem slow. In 
                  “La Cathédrale engloutie” he follows Debussy – as does Thiollier 
                  – in changing the basic beat from crotchet (fourth note) to 
                  minim (half-note) according to what feels right. His texture 
                  in the last two pages is a miracle of pianissimo control, but 
                  he seems to be holding back at the actual climax, so the piece 
                  as a whole comes out a little understated. In view of what he 
                  can achieve in this direction I was surprised to find the opening 
                  of “Ce qu’a vu” too loud so this piece, for the opposite reason 
                  to “Cathédrale”, also loses its full effect.
                A 
                  mixed bag, then. But Book 2 told a different tale. I was pleased 
                  to find that “Brouillards” was not treated as a slow piece – 
                  it’s marked “Modéré” – and I thought it perfectly textured. 
                  “Feuilles mortes” is all the more effective for being really 
                  slow, especially as Bavouzet has such control of over its long, 
                  melancholy lines. Quite honestly, in this book my only real 
                  reservation concerned “Les fées”, who sounded demonic rather 
                  than exquisite dancers. In particular, I have never heard “La 
                  terrasse des audience” played better, a miracle of rapt wonder. 
                  The opening gestures of “Bruyères” and “M. Pickwick” are personalized 
                  in a way that may become tiresome with repeated hearings. But 
                  the inner joy of the later stages of the former and the zany 
                  humour of the latter are beautifully conveyed. “Ondine” is properly 
                  seductive, “Canope” brings another example of Bavouzet’s control 
                  over long pianissimo lines, “Les tierces alternées” has atmosphere 
                  as well as fluency – this was one of Tateno’s less effective 
                  offerings – and there is both colour and virtuosity to “Feux 
                  d’artifice”. As a bonus there’s a tiny piece which remained 
                  unknown until 2001, no mere curiosity but, as played by Bavouzet, 
                  full of poetry and atmosphere. It quotes from two of the “Préludes” 
                  so it is ideally placed here.
                In 
                  the old days, when these pieces came on a separate LP for each 
                  book, the situation would have been clear; a very high recommendation 
                  for Book 2 but a suggestion to go elsewhere for Book 1. As it 
                  is, anyone who loves Debussy and collects multiple versions 
                  of his major works will not want to be without a disc which 
                  may contain some of the finest performances he has of several 
                  of the individual pieces, including most of Book 2. For a first 
                  time buyer, given the full price, I’m not sure if it’s worth 
                  paying any more than the Naxos price for Thiollier. But I look 
                  forward to the next volume in this series. 
                Christopher 
                  Howell