21st Singapore International Piano Festival: Behzod Abduraimov
- albertlwj7
- Jun 27, 2014
- 3 min read

21st SINGAPORE INTERNATIONAL PIANO FESTIVAL
BEHZOD ABDURAIMOV
SOTA CONCERT HALL
27 JUNE 2014
An edited version of this review was published in The Straits Times on 30th June under the title "Rushed playing mars brilliant technique"
With international competition winners nowadays mostly being barely out of their teens, it is inevitable that we are now witnessing musicians who enter the world concert stage at a much younger age than before. The pitfalls of this phenomenon is that upon winning a contest based on a programme that they had worked intensively and extensively on, they now face the task of having to churn out repertoire in a short period of time.
This often sees performances that while brilliantly executed, are lacking in maturity and innovation. Uzbek pianist Behzod Abduraimov’s sensational triumph at the 2009 London International Piano Competition won him fans around the globe, and has had considerable success as an exclusive Decca artist.
His programme, thoughtfully centered on the spirituality of life, death, and afterlife, was one which showed him as a performer with a prodigiously efficient technique but musically raw.
Opening the recital with two works based on the funeral march motif, Beethoven’s Piano Sonata in A-flat major Op. 26 and Chopin’s Fantasie in F minor Op. 49, his single-mindedness showed in the brisk tempi he adopted for both works. While a case could be made for barnstorming through the Chopin at this speed due to its “fantasy” nature, it caused the Beethoven sonata to struggle for breath and moments of subliminal harmonic shifts were lost. His overuse of pedaling resulted in muddied articulation, especially in Beethoven’s trademark use of subito piano. Being a funeral march, a larger than life instillation of tragic drama was dreadfully needed.
His penchant for playing ahead of the beat often saw phrases being abruptly interrupted, and this was no more evident than in the Chopin Fantasie. A lack of textural colouring lead to a rather mundane reading of the work, where the heroic and deeply poetic moments sounded much the same. Timing and spacing yelled out for attention, for even in the most extreme of speeds, the music must be allowed to build an innate and flexible pulse. The few moments of pure awe in both works were however ruined by the incessant clicking from a photographer situated in the circle seats, who bore the brunt of the audience’s ire and did not return after the intermission.
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