The long voyage of discovery of a real artist
The new venue for young artist’s concerts in the IMGF Frescobaldi Institute of Music with its antique 99 seat hall.
A standing ovation for Jonathan Ferrucci at Angela Hewitt’s Festival with playing that just gets bigger and bigger as he seems to get smaller and smaller! A Bach that reminded me of Gulda as he seemed to be searching for that undefined structure where Bach leaves a provocative question mark with a freedom that brought three Toccatas vividly and originally to life.
And as he so eloquently said an Adagio in B minor where Mozart is searching for an intense and contemplative memory that he cannot find. Played with a desolate anxiety of isolated sounds that one associates more with composers of the next century.
There was a sultry radiance to Albeniz’s Evocacion and an El Puerto that had us wanting to click our heels and stamp our feet. His Fetes Dieux was a towering tour de force of brilliance, colour and sumptuous sounds.
Three tone poems of such radiance and ravishing sounds as each one had a very special story to tell.
Granados’s Spanish dance n 5 was offered as an encore and which he had learnt like all of us as a child.
But, by God, I doubt we could have imagined it could sound as it did today in Jonathan’s magic hands.
