I plead guilty. I think that I was intentionally delaying the 
                  review of this disc, because I subconsciously wanted to keep 
                  it only for myself – at least for a while. This disc is like 
                  a window into the private life of three people, like pages from 
                  intimate diaries, like a movie about that enigmatic triangle 
                  – Schumann, his wife Clara, and Brahms. We do not get explanations, 
                  but we see their glances and overhear their conversations. But 
                  we are unseen, as if watching them through a magic mirror. And 
                  maybe because of this, the excitement of watching these lives 
                  and loves is mixed with the feeling that we are not actually 
                  allowed there. It’s all so private, so enclosed. 
                    
                  The first scene of this movie shows us young Brahms, a shy romantic 
                  boy, who is looking with sorrow at the tragic waning life of 
                  his adored Schumann. At the same time, his feelings toward Clara 
                  can’t be called anything less than love; I know there is little 
                  historical proof – but it’s a movie, OK? So Brahms takes a theme 
                  by Schumann (his Albumblatt No.1), and creates a present 
                  for Clara, a set of variations describing all three of them. 
                  There are Brahms-parts, withdrawn and insecure. There are Schumann-parts, 
                  moody and turbulent. Var.9 seems to be a page from Kreisleriana 
                  – and, like the parts of Kreisleriana, its marking is 
                  in German. And there are Clara-parts, calm and radiant. They 
                  appear towards the end, like sunlight coming through storm clouds. 
                  If you love the wistful, waltzy Poco allegretto movement 
                  from Brahms’ Third Symphony, you’ll meet some of its 
                  intense tenderness here. This work is less-known than the ensuing 
                  Ballades, Op.10, but its emotional effect is profound. 
                  Brahms, at 21, was already the master of variations. This form 
                  was in decline by that time, and it was he who restored it to 
                  its former glory. 
                    
                  The second scene is a flashback to 15 years earlier. Schumann 
                  sends a present to his beloved Clara, during the difficult period 
                  when her father did not allow their marriage. The music shines 
                  with the innocence of childhood. Do not attribute much importance 
                  to the titles of the individual movements: Schumann built it 
                  as a set, picking and assembling 13 gems out of a collection 
                  of 30 or so pieces, and attached the names later. So it is not 
                  so much a sequence of events from a child’s life - as the titles 
                  could suggest - but rather a stream of thoughts about childhood. 
                  Schumann was separated from Clara at the time, yearned for her, 
                  and wrote to her: “What I in all modesty have invented, maybe 
                  one day will become our reality”. So it became, and they had 
                  a happy marriage and shared the joys of parenthood – alas, this 
                  was cut far too short by Schumann’s mental illness. Unlike some 
                  other music from that period, Kinderszenen do not show the bipolar 
                  shadow. The music is balanced and positive. As in much of Schumann’s 
                  piano music from this period, there is a feeling that it was 
                  actually intended just for one person, and is essentially a 
                  love gift with a big question mark attached: “Do you? Will you?” 
                  They married the following year. 
                    
                  The third and final scene from our movie brings us forward to 
                  the year 1862. Brahms is still young (29) but, apparently, already 
                  going towards his later Frei aber froh (“Free but happy”) 
                  motto. The Variations and Fugue on a Theme by Handel 
                  was a birthday present to Clara, and she premiered it and did 
                  a lot to establish the work’s popular status. We won’t find 
                  yearning or suffering here: Brahms has decided on the solitary 
                  course of his life, and he is fighting melancholy. Like Beethoven 
                  in the Diabelli Variations, Brahms starts with a rather 
                  inconspicuous theme, “an admirably neutral starting-place”. 
                  But the treatment of the theme is very different from the Diabellis: 
                  for one, the character is not changed - at least, until the 
                  Fugue. This theme has a certain golden color, and this aureate 
                  glow is preserved throughout, as in another great set of variations, 
                  Beethoven’s Eroica. Inside this unified frame, there 
                  is plenty of space for diversity, which makes the listening 
                  continually stimulating. The particular trait of Brahms’ variation 
                  technique is the importance of the bass line. As the composer 
                  himself declared: “On the given bass, I invent something actually 
                  new, I discover new melodies in it, I create.” The set of 25 
                  variations concludes with a magnificent Fugue. 
                    
                  No movie is good while it is still in script. Sheila Arnold 
                  is the director and operates the cameras. She breathes life 
                  into all the roles. Her Schumann Variations are tender 
                  and poetic, with delicate shading, wistful sadness in the gentle 
                  places and demonic agitation in the fast ones. She is not afraid 
                  to be wild and harsh. Moreover, there is no sentimentality, 
                  all is very sincere. The same sincerity carries over into Kinderszenen. 
                  Here Arnold’s playing ranges from light and transparent, almost 
                  like a veil, to playful and insistent. She uses rubato in a 
                  free and natural way. I daresay The poet speaks is too 
                  static, but the preceding Child falling asleep is pure 
                  magic. 
                    
                  Finally, Arnold is technically dazzling and emotionally direct 
                  in the Handel Variations. She treats the work more as 
                  a sequence of frames than as one metamorphic entity. I find 
                  this an acceptable view, though the overall effect is probably 
                  diminished. Also, Arnold does not “catch a wave” and ride on 
                  it throughout the entire work: she willingly loses the drive 
                  about 2/3 of the way through, only to make the final sprint 
                  more spectacular. The Steinway piano provides the aptly grand 
                  sound. The acoustic quality is very good. The recording is close 
                  and faithful, although the loudest notes are trimmed and ring 
                  a shade emptily. 
                    
                  I finally made myself write this review, but even after doing 
                  it I just can’t stop listening to this disc. Help! 
                    
                  Oleg Ledeniov