Given Fazıl Say’s proclivities for interpretative monkeyshines, I’m
happy to report that the pianist largely exhibits good behaviour
throughout this recital. To be sure, unorthodox touches abound. In
Debussy’s Préludes Book 1, Say, like Michelangeli, arpeggiates
chords willy-nilly, and he tends to make subtle dynamic gestures and
accentuations unsubtle. His brisk pace for ‘Danseuses de Delphes’ almost
trivialises the music’s processional gravitas, while, by contrast, he
rivetingly sustains his slowly unfolding ‘Voiles’. No 3’s bristling
winds murmur with tension, eventually unleashing a proverbial hurricane
at the climax. He deftly navigates the characterful tempo changes of
‘Les collines d’Anacapri’ while bringing dissonances and inner voices to
the fore.
Again, a few arbitrary rolled chords pull momentary focus from
the rapt austerity and concentration prevailing in ‘Des pas sur la
neige’. No 7’s turbulent west winds can be brutal in Say’s hands; his
playing is exciting on the surface, yet Steven Osborne’s scrupulous
scaling of dynamics offers more multi-levelled virtuosity. Say’s
languorous and indulgent way with No 8 transforms Debussy’s innocent
flaxen-haired protagonist into someone who’s ‘been around’, to which No
9’s refreshingly rakish and insouciant guitar-strumming beau can
probably attest! In ‘La cathédrale engloutie’, Say adopts the unmarked
yet implied tempo changes Debussy made in his 1913 Welte-Mignon piano
roll to even more emphatic effect.
But Say’s tempo adjustments in ‘La danse de Puck’ yield occasional rhythmic inaccuracies (the right-hand pianissimo
dotted notes starting at bar 30 sometimes get ‘undotted’, for example).
Yet his metrical liberties and reverse dynamics delightfully underline
the comically swaggering character of ‘Minstrels’. Listen to the way Say
phrases the opening gruppetti and the ‘drumroll’ repeated-note phrases with coy hesitation; it’s almost as if he was accompanying a silent comedy short film.
While Debussy’s Préludes unquestionably hold interest when heard in sequence, the same cannot be said for Satie’s Six Gnossiennes and Trois Gymnopédies
played one after another, unless you’re having a massage or looking for
a refuge from the news cycles. At least Say does not try to oversell
his deliberate, statuesque conceptions, which are further enhanced by
the roomy and resonant acoustic. (Jed Distler / Gramophone)
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