June 15, 2016

Chicago Classical Review

Lawrence A. Johnson

Soloists Andrew von Oeyen and Fabio Bidini put across the breezy boulevardier esprit with great virtuosity and panache.

Francis Poulenc’s Concerto for Two Pianos is not exactly the most profound work ever written. Its hectic joie de vivre makes Saint-Saens seem like Max Reger and there’s more than a hint of the magpie in Poulenc’s themes. The shades of Mozart and Ravel hover close by, especially the Adagio of Ravel’s Concerto in G , which was premiered the same year Poulenc wrote this work. Still, it’s an undeniably likable concerto and soloists Andrew von Oeyen and Fabio Bidini put across the breezy boulevardier esprit with great virtuosity and panache. Considering the lack of rehearsal, the two pianists played and echoed each others’ phrases as one. They threw off the silent-movie chase of the opening movement, brought refined elegance to the Larghetto, and displayed fine wit in the galumphing finale with its sudden throwaway coda.

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