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5 of 5 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
Not Ogdon as we knew him or want to remember him, 25 Jun 2004
This set only fuels the speculation that Ogdon's post illness pianism was totally broken. There are some moments of magic here and there, especially in the less demanding preludes. But wait a minute though ? John Ogdon, visionary virtuoso, capable of the surmounting the massive demands of Sorabji's scores here stumbling and shamboling his way through works he'd played since at schooldays! If you want to hear Ogdon at his best try the BBC Legends Liszt concerto disc or the Testament CD of the Rachmaninov's Etudes Tableaux.
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
2.0 out of 5 stars
Update ...., 5 Nov 2005
These Rachmaninov recordings lay in the vaults at EMI for a long time before anyone dared to release them. In his last years Ogdon's playing was very variable: one day he was in control; another day shambolic. The fact that he could still play superbly is supported by several pirate recordings from concerts, memories of him in concert and an astoundingly good disc of Bach-Busoni transcriptions recently released on Altarus.
Unfortunately these Rachmaninov recordings find him mostly on poor form. He was not in command of his fingers most of the time. Intellectually and musically you feel the power in these readings but it's virtually impossible to garner any enjoyment from them as you listen waiting for the next technical collapse. There are some moments of real poetry (op 32/5 in particular) and commanding playing on a grand scale but no consistency whatsoever.
Preludes and the Corelli variations fair better than the rest. At least the playing is technically secure and bereft of the stabbing interruptions to the melodic line, hesitation and confusion. The Etude Tableaux are dreadful, and painful to listen to. They are a complete shambles, missing bars, whole passages disintegrate, lumpen phrasing. It's terrible to hear this broken pianism from such a great artist. There is simply no comparison with his breathtaking recording from the early seventies now on Testament.
The Sonatas are not great. There are moments in the second sonata where the old insight shines through but it seems underplayed, there's no confidence, no risk taking, its all a bit bland except in the slow movement where he's wonderful with the 'Bells' passage. The octaves on the closing page of the sonata are a complete disaster. What might have been an interesting curio reading is completely ruined. Compared to the superbly polished readings he taped for RCA in 1968, this performance is terrible.
If only he had a producer who insisted on fixing all the mistakes and axing the broken days' playing. The fact that these discs were issued at all is virtually incomprehensible. Perhaps a compilation onto one CD of the best takes would have sufficed. Issuing the three discs besmirches the reputation of this great artist. The Corelli and the Preludes would have been plenty, but not the rest. It's so painful to here him is such disarray, Ogdon so obviously losing a battle of mind over fingers.
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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Last Musical Testament of a Giant of the Keyboard, 21 Jun 2005
These disks, recorded just before John Ogdon died suddenly, show a late 1980s side of his musical personality. If you cannot get hold of the concerto recording on Collins, and probably you can't as the company went kaput, thiese recording will be as late-Ogdon as you'll hear. Some of the unbelievable technical facility of the 1960s and 70s has waned, but there is still much there in these recordings. Were you to hear these performances live you would be well satisfied on a technical level. The innate musical perception is still much in evidence, there is playing of great power and gentleness, and a great structural grasp of the music. Ogdon is, as always, a servant of the composer. Some of the playing is a mite abrupt, but it does reflect what the man was going through in the days following his mental health problems - but the music IS being played by this man and listeners who understand this gain in their appreciation of what is actually going on. I do not agree with the previous reviewer that these are a shameful exploitation of Ogdon's memory, they are recordings - very well sounding ones - of a man turned in on himself playing music by a man who also had an unfathomable inner life and was known for his perversity and miserable demeanour. Not for nothing was Rachmaninov known as "The Scowl"! If you enjoy the musical struggles and triumphs of a late Callas recording, or Jon Vickers after about 1980 - both great musicians - you will enjoy these last musical thoughts of a wonderful musician. This is dangerous music-making, and we hear too little of that in our sanitised modern world. What do we think Beethoven sounded like when playing his piano? Would we like to hear him? Of course we would, so give this a try on those terms. If everything must be spick and span for you, choose Ashkenazy, who is a fabulous musician without the internal issues John Ogdon had. If you like a battle, a titanic inner struggle wrought out on the piano - buy these disks safely.
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