An afternoon of pure magic as we were taken to a world of sumptuous sounds.
Jewels that glistened and shone with such ravishing beauty.
I was transported back to the wonderful world of Benno Moiseiwitch.
A world of ravishing sounds and superb musicianship that combined in a subtle display of masterly playing.
From a Scarlatti that had the same subtle colours and shape that Horowitz had demonstrated in his historic CBS recordings that he made together with Cimarosa Sonatas in one of his retirement periods.
Chopin that was reminiscent of an old recording of Moiseiwitch playing the 3rd and 4th Ballades that I have always cherished.I once played it in the car while driving Cherkassky to a concert from Rome to Pescara and I hoped he did not mind.
But I love Moiseiwitch he exclaimed.
They both had that kaleidoscope of sounds in their fingers together with a jeux perlé of true transcendental piano playing of an era that has almost disappeared.