So I can only find one clip that captures the full brilliance of this man: a recording of Thalberg's Fantasy on Donizetti's Don Pasquale, Op 67 - and, helpfully, you can see the full score of the work as you listen. From those very first staccato chords, there is a control of sound, a differentiation of texture and a balancing of rubato and strict metre that means he always avoids exaggeration that shows why he was held in such high esteem and why he was often referred to as one of the last of the great Romantic pianists in the mould of a Lhevinne or Hoffmann. Also no one, absolutely no one, could deliver such clarity and definition in their runs - the second part of the Fantasy is awash with these extraordinary pearly-fingered flights.
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