The Lost Recordings
45 RPM Vinyl Record
180-gram 45 RPM vinyl
For decades now pianists and other musicians have acclaimed the recording of this concert, only available on video. It was of utmost importance to Devialet to publish it as a record. While we were looking for the video recording in the BBC archives, we stumbled upon the analog stereo tape that had fallen into oblivion. We used it to bring this emotion-filled, historical evening back to life.
London, April 11, 1982. The expectant audience in front of the Royal Festival Hall was hoping that the extraordinary Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli — the pianist who would cancel his concerts at the last minute if he considered that neither of the two pianos he travelled with could render the colors that his mind and fingers would paint — would play that evening. The BBC sound engineers were wondering if they would be allowed to set up their microphones and cameras. Conductor Sergiu Celibidache intensely disliked any recording, maintaining that music is an art of the moment. In his opinion, microphones could not render all the harmonic richness, nor enable listeners to understand his choice of tempi, which he determined according to the acoustic parameters of any given moment.
It would take not one, but several miracles for the concert to come off. They all took place that evening. The utmost rigour, the vision of the music, and the mutual confidence and understanding between these two legendary figures since late in the 1960s all played a part.
The pianist walked regally onto the stage. In his hands, he was clutching a small black handkerchief. Maestro Celibidache followed him. That evening, they were performing Maurice Ravel's last work for orchestra — the Concerto in G that the composer had planned to perform himself on "the five continents" until his delicate health meant he had to renounce the project.
The Adagio assai, as Ravel wrote, is a tribute to scholasticism. "How I worked over it bar by bar. It nearly killed me." In this section, he literally suspends time. And is this not the essential function of Art: to allow man to triumph over passing time and to grasp at the constellations to seize an alternative to his sad fate?
|Ravel: Concerto for piano and orchestra in G major, M. 83|