Piano Trio No. 7 in B flat major op. 97 “To the Archduke” by Beethoven

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Fabienne Bouvet, Jérémie Rousseau, Jérôme Bastianelli and Sarah Nemtanu

Jérémie Rousseau’s report

Only versions from the last 10 years were taken into account.

Emanuel Ax, Leonidas Kavakos et Yo-Yo Ma gather around a Beethoven whose lofty view is not without some affectation. We part ways.

The piano Philippe Cassard lays the foundations for a Archduke quick to sing and flourish. But the elegant tone of these three accomplice artists does not deviate from a certain neutrality, and the extract heard struggles to captivate until its end.

Fluidity, warmth, tenderness: Frank Braley et the Capuçon brothers take us into a Archduke generous. Banishing shadows and murmurs, the slow movement bends under the heavy accents of the piano.

The refusal of pathos is worth slight roughness, and we can imagine a less angry first movement, a Andante less earthy, a less “barky” finish – it’s a matter of taste. The flow, however, circulates between the members of the Trio Chaussonthrough thoughtful and finely crafted articulations, in a tone that is always very frank.

Joy, humor and an irrepressible pleasure of playing: united, the Trio Sōra launches a fiery first movement, where the swarm of details does not exclude the main line. The slow movement plays the opposite card of stretching, bringing a feeling of consolation, followed by a finale teeming with ideas, stainless with enthusiasm.

Happiness and playfulness, panache and tenderness, all without the slightest manner; the Beethoven of Trio Sitkovetsky unfolds on a silk ribbon, where everyone sings and listens to each other. Delicate confession, theAndante blossoms through the grace of three sumptuous instrumentalists, before the contagious jubilation of the finale. Would we have the ideal modern version?