The strangeness of Kaikhosru Shapurji Sorabji's place in the history
of the keyboard is of his own making. An eccentric English pianist and composer, he devoted his concerts to his own works, which tended to be vast, technically demanding structures that required huge reserves of energy. In the 1930's he abruptly abandoned the concert hall and discouraged performances of his works in the belief that neither pianists nor audiences were equal to them. He continued to compose prolifically until his death in 1988, but it wasn't until the late 1970's -- after a handful of young pianists convinced him that they could do his music justice -- that he authorized performances. Still, Sorabji's music has not been frequently heard, and when a pianist programs some of it, it is a certified big deal. It is an even bigger deal when two pianists present major Sorabji works back to back. Just two days after Donna Amato played Sorabji's Fifth Piano Symphony (1972-3) at Merkin Concert Hall, Jonathan Powell, an English pianist who has made a specialty of Sorabji, performed his ''Opus Clavicembalisticum'' (1930), a four-and-a-half-hour tsunami of piano texture, also at Merkin. At the time Sorabji composed ''Opus Clavicembalisticum,'' he was fascinated with the music of Busoni, and his freely atonal but not especially dissonant language has much in common with Busoni's and Scriabin's. Like Busoni, Sorabji was interested in fugues, and ''Opus Clavicembalisticum'' includes three enormous and increasingly complex ones, as well as a coda in which all the fugue themes are interwoven. Grander still are two ''Interludium'' movements, mammoth variation sets: 69 variations in the first and 81 in the second, which alone lasts about an hour. There is some spectacular writing here. The two comparatively short ''Cadenza'' movements are rich in filigreed texturing that sets them apart from the work's larger structural pillars. The fugues and variations are both muscular and involved and draw on a lively and assertive imagination.
If there is one flaw in the work, though, it is in its rhythmic
squareness. Sorabji avoided meter in this piece: the score carries no time signature, and the music is presented as a freely flowing stream of notation, with bar lines indicating structure rather than a prescribed number of beats. Yet for all that freedom, Sorabji settled into repeating rhythms -- and not only in the fugues, where that is unavoidable -- that yield a gray sameness after a while. Mr. Powell played the work with one short intermission (Sorabji allowed for two), and his performance was powerful and robust, equal to the work in every way. Perhaps most striking was the clarity with which he presented Sorabji's fugues, even as the strands of the music coalesced into a huge welter of sound. The performance was viscerally and intellectually pleasing in roughly equal measure, a combination of qualities Sorabji would probably have admired.
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