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Wednesday 3 February<br />

Sergey Prokofiev (1891–1953)<br />

Piano Concerto No. 2 in G minor, Op. 16 (1912–13)<br />

1 Andantino<br />

2 Scherzo: Vivace<br />

3 Intermezzo: Allegro moderato<br />

4 Allegro tempestoso<br />

Yefim Bronfman piano<br />

Prokofiev was a born show-off and a born competitor, and<br />

his music demonstrates that time and again – not necessarily<br />

in aggressive or unpleasant ways, though that side of his<br />

nature certainly surfaced from time to time, but rather in his<br />

fondness for telling stories, for casting magic spells, for<br />

demonstrating gymnastic, sporty and especially balletic<br />

prowess. Those are all qualities calculated to hold an<br />

audience in thrall, and they combined to make him a natural<br />

for the <strong>concert</strong>o medium.<br />

His Second Piano Concerto gives the fullest possible rein to<br />

all these gifts. He composed it in 1912–13, just before his<br />

graduation from the St Petersburg Conservatoire, primarily<br />

as a vehicle for his own virtuosity, and many would rate it by<br />

some distance the most technically demanding of all<br />

<strong>concert</strong>os in the standard repertoire. Though Prokofiev never<br />

admitted as much, it would not be surprising had he been<br />

deliberately aiming to outdo Rachmaninov’s massive Third<br />

Concerto, which was published and first performed in Russia<br />

in 1910. Prokofiev’s score was destroyed by fire at the time of<br />

the 1917–21 Civil War in the early days of Bolshevik rule. He<br />

reconstructed and reorchestrated it in his voluntary exile,<br />

during a stay in Bavaria in 1923.<br />

The deceptively lulling first theme is marked narrante<br />

(narrating), just as Rachmaninov’s plainer opening theme<br />

could easily have been. But this story proves to be not one of<br />

Rachmaninovian nostalgia and longing, nor of heroism and<br />

triumph, nor even one in which the soloist becomes<br />

emotionally embroiled. Rather it is in essence a fairytale,<br />

populated by larger- and stranger-than-life characters,<br />

unfolding in a world of mythical castles, potentates,<br />

hobgoblins and sundry grotesques. It asks us to suspend<br />

disbelief and look on in childlike awe.<br />

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