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Mythopoeic

Section I

 

'Michelangeli gave every appearance of regarding his audience with a contempt he did nothing to disguise. Slowly, this is lean, sleek, long-haired, saturnine figure would make his way to the piano with an expression of withering coldness that probably concealed in agony of stage fright. He had the air of a man compelled by a tradition not of his liking to cast pearls before swine, but in his case, the pearls were of the finest, and his audience knew it too well to take offence.  For many musicians and music lovers, Michelangeli seemed a pianist who left nothing to chance, a man who appeared to have weighed every detail, calculated every move, with all the warmth, abandon and spontaneity of an atomic clock.'

(Jeremy Siepmann)

 

Vladimir Horowitz, another pianist extraordinaire and renowned himself for idiosyncrasies, called Michelangeli “the great meshuganah,” Yiddish for “crazy one.”

 

A man of many talents, he distinguished himself as a car racer, a champion- class skier, and an aeroplane pilot. (Philip Fowke, Independet obituary, 12 June 1995)

 

‘I’m a pilot above all,’ he declared mischievously. ‘A pilot, then a doctor, and only then, maybe, a suonatore (a player, a musician).’  

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Michelangeli, throughout his career, was notorious for cancelling concerts at the last minute. There's a story about an audience member asking a lady seated in front of him to remove her hat - her response: 'Not until he's actually on stage!'

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Lidia Kozubek, a Polish pianist and student of Michelangeli from 1958 to 1963:

"He disliked the word ‘artist’, which he considered dilettante," says Kozubek. "He preferred the word ‘executant’, or ‘player’ [suonatore]. ‘I teach only logic, not talent’ he would say. ‘Logic is the relation, the declamation, between the notes!’"

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Aristocratic and almost Lisztian in appearance, Michelangeli would come on to the platform looking cadaverous and sepulchral.  (Philip Fowke)

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It was however, in Debussy and Ravel that he was supreme; he had an ability to evoke a colour world in which he achieved astonishing effects, combining sustained sound with a pearly clarity. He could mould the texture like melted wax into the subtlest shapes. "It has always been my world," Michelangeli once said of Debussy's works. "This music has always been my music from the very start." (Philip Fowke)

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'His repertoire was small, yet as exquisitely fahsioned as something by Fabergé.'

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Like the princess distracted by the small pea buried under 14 mattresses, Michelangeli’s hypersensitive fingers and exacting ears could ascertain the tiniest imperfections in a piano’s action, tuning, or voicing. ‘No piano in the world,’ he supposedly claimed, ‘is good enough for Ravel’s Gaspard de la nuit.’ In later years he travelled with his own Steinway Models C and D, sometimes using both pianos in the same recital. His friend and frequent collaborator, conductor Sergiu Celibidache, witnessed four technicians ‘trying for a whole day to make his instrument playable for his ear, and his consciousness’. (Jed DIstler, 2013)

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Offstage he was a heavy smoker, and favored the pungent tobaccos of Turkish cigarettes or Russian papirosi, which drooped languidly from one corner of his mouth. (John Bell Young)

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His pupils tell us that he played virtually the gamut of the pianist’s oeuvre; his first wife assured us that he had achieved this by the age of twenty. Yet he chose to offer to the world only a condensed repertoire: five or six concerti and only three recital programmes which he globetrotted like an economy washing machine on repeat cycle. This is true distillation of genius perhaps. 

[Sandspout Bookstore blog, Gwynedd, Wales]

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Cord Garben, a conductor and pianist who doubled as Michelangeli’s record producer for Deutsche Grammophon, was part of Michelangeli’s inner circle. "Musically he was rather easy to handle, but all the things besides were more than complicated" says Garben in lightly accented English. "When the honey he needed for his tea was not the right one, he made a small scandal, catapulting it over the table and complaining that his tea was spoiled…" (during a meeting with DG officials)

(John Bell Young)
 

​His love of Agatha Christie mystery novels and the works of Pirandello notwithstanding, it was his life long fascination with one work of fiction in particular that ignited his musical imagination and did much to inspire, by his own admission, his interpretation of Ravel’s Gaspard de la Nuit.

The Master and Margarita, Mikhail Bulgakov’s Soviet era, anti-fascist fantasy, and Michelangeli’s favourite novel. (John Bell Young)​

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Musorgsky he loved; it has been reported (but not confirmed) that he played Pictures at an Exhibition with spectacular success.

"I have played a great deal of Reger," he told Fono Forum, "including the Bach Variations and the Telemann Variations…I even once suggested to a Festival presenter that I play Reger in the middle of a Beethoven program, but he turned me down." 

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Musical miniatures, like Viennese chocolates, dot Michelangeli’s discography. Sonatas of Scarlatti, Galuppi and Tomeoni, together with tone poems by Grieg, Mompou, Albeniz and Granados give us a glimpse of his "salon" sensibility. From the effete refinements of the Italian baroque (from which Russia drew its early musical culture) to the discreet charms of the Catalonian colourists, his choice of repertoire, though hardly vast on disc, is hardly dull. EMI has released a charming souvenir that includes a particularly engaging performance, from 1939, of Granados’s Andaluza (EMI Classics CD H7644902)

 

​For much of his life, Michelangeli dressed funereally and wore his hair, naturally red, eventually dyed coal-black, at shoulder length.

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The Baltimore Sun writes of Michelangeli’s musical intensity: “He performed Ravel’s ghoulish Gaspard de la Nuit with the glee of Count Dracula at liberty in the blood bank….” 

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"ABM programmed the Tchaikovsky a few times but regularly replaced it with another piece." [Paulo Pesenti]​​​​​​

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Here are some links to a few recordings which I've particularly enjoyed:

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Johannes Brahms, Variations on a theme of Paganini Op.35 (Arezzo, Feb. 1952)

César Franck, Variations Symphoniques (Turin, December 1953)

Beethoven, Concerto No. 5 in E flat "Emperor" Op.73 (Prague, May 1957)

Maurice Ravel, Gaspard de la Nuit/ Kašpar noci (Prague, May 1960)

Mozart, Concerto No. 15 K450 in B flat (Vienna, June 1975)

Mozart, Concerto No. 25 K503 in C: III Rondo (Bremen, June 1989)​

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Praga Digitals haas uploaded a remastered Emperor (1957)​

"At 16:28, I recommend you listen carefully to the carillon-like timbre. I go crazy when I hear it," comments Renato Maria Passarello.  ABM was apparently fascinated by musical boxes.

Section II

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The genius born a hundred years ago eluded, lied, and denied himself, even to himself. He had simply taken at his word a maxim of the Desert Fathers: "One must always flee, always remain silent, and in many cases play the fool."

The documentary La montagna di Ciro (2019, 85 mins), by Andrea Andreotti, tells the life story of Arturo Bendetti Michelangeli, legendary pianist and undisputed master of oddities.
Abm's life was a mixture of silence and pursuits. He avoided the public, whom he loved, and cultivated a contemplative dimension that didn't prevent him from admiring the thrill of driving at breakneck speeds.
A hundred years after his birth, no one has yet fully grasped the personality of a genius who told a lot of lies. He claimed to be a descendant of Jacopone da Todi and to have run the Mille Miglia several times.

Bruno Giurato, Domani (12 November 2020)

 

A 1973 article headed ‘The elusive maestro plays at last’ noted that since he won the Geneva Competition in 1939 his London appearances could be counted on one’s fingers, and that the last three announced had all been cancelled, the last because his piano had been exposed to the elements at Hamburg docks. The article fuelled the Michelangeli myth and mystique by stating that he was said to be descended from St Francis of Assisi and had spent a year in a Franciscan monastery, and by repeating the fact that he was a pilot, racing car driver and skier, that he could build a grand piano and had his own recording studio.

Joanathan Summers

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According to the testimony of Japanese piano technician Teruhisa Murakami , the piano in Michelangeli's home was out of tune, but he continued to practise without worrying. (I've often thought this might be the case!)


Conductor Serge Celibidache, known for his sharp tongue toward other musicians , was almost the only one who consistently called him a "genius." These two unique musicians had excellent chemistry and performed together frequently, but following the uproar that followed their 1980 visit to Japan, Michelangeli developed a grudge against Japan and demanded that the three Japanese musicians then enrolled in the Munich Philharmonic be removed from the concert lineup. Celibidache refused, triggering a temporary hiatus between the two. Their relationship was restored in 1992, when the pair performed Ravel and Schumann concertos together. At Celibidache's urging, Michelangeli returned to Japan, but in an interview just before the tour, Celibidache revealed a small detail about Michelangeli's personal life, enraging Michelangeli. The two performed together for the last time when they performed Schumann's Piano Concerto during their Japan tour. [Japanese Wikipedia unsourced; but backed up by Klaus Umbach's biography of the conductor]

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In 1966, deeply moved by an Arturo Michelangeli concert in Tokyo, the Yamaha tuner was granted a long leave of absence to live for a while in Italy. There he met the famous pianist, who entrusted him with the six instruments he owned and, fascinated by his fingering, made him work. In 1967, the magician of the Orient, as the Italian press already nicknamed him, was appointed official tuner of the Menton Festival.

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'I joined Yamaha (then known as Nippon Musical Instrument Manufacturing Co., Ltd.) in 1948. My first posting as a piano tuner was in Hokkaido. The tuners who were older than me were all much older and had a prewar background, so they took me under their wing, saying, "It's been a while since we've had a young person here." I traveled all over Hokkaido, from Obihiro to Sapporo.  After five years in Hokkaido, I was transferred to Tokyo.   In 1965, Michelangeli was coming to Japan for the first time, so I lined up all night to get tickets to his recital. I was blown away. His private concert grand piano was airlifted to Japan, accompanied by his personal tuner, Tarone. The first Scarlatti piece he played and the next Beethoven piece produced completely different tones, as if they'd been swapped. I was simply amazed. 

 

'In 1966, I went to Italy and began my life there, staying with Tarone. Speaking of language, Italian was close to the Roman alphabet, which was helpful. I could write what Italians said in Roman letters on the palm of my hand and later look it up in a dictionary.
 Fortunately, I soon had the opportunity to meet Michelangeli, who asked me to tune the piano at his villa. Then, as soon as I returned, he asked me to accompany him to a concert in Lisbon. I left with just one bag, and he said, "That's all you've got? You're on a concert tour!" (laughs) From then on, I spent my days traveling all over the world. What was supposed to be a three-month business trip turned into a year, and before I knew it, four years had passed.' 

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Angelo Fabbrini was Michelangeli's trusted piano technician, working with him from 1975 to 1990, according to Gramophone. 

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The Boston Musical Intelligencer (28 April 2010): 

Maurizio Pollini’s touring Hamburg Steinway-Fabbrini concert grand exhibits  exceptionally ravishing tonal and technical characteristics. The fact that this is a piano well outside our modern norm begs a number of questions, among which is, “Why don’t we regularly hear instruments of this subtlety and beauty?”

But first, what goes into the production of a Hamburg Steinway-Fabbrini concert grand? Italian piano technician and entrepreneur Angelo Fabbrini, from Pescara, Abruzzo, purchases new Steinways from that firm’s celebrated Hamburg atelier and subjects them to minute technical fine-tuning, replaces or substantially rebuilds numerous crucial action components, and reworks the interaction between strings, bridges, and soundboard. The sound of the rebuilt instruments reminds one of the finest surviving pre-1912 Blüthner concert grands (from Leipzig) and of 19th-century concert instruments by Mason & Hamlin, the 19th-century Boston firm whose pianos were, by a comfortable margin, the highest-priced in this country.

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Angelo Fabbrini, Pietro Marincola
La valigetta dell’accordatore
La ricerca del suono perduto
Biblioteca Passigli

2022, pp 160​

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From Italian literary culture, he often mentioned, according to the testimony of his students, Dante (1265-1321) and D’Annunzio (1863-1938): two “sacred” figures of literature.

From the Italian musical culture, Michelangeli was close to composers of the past, such as Scarlatti, Tomeoni, Galuppi, whose compositions were often part of his concert programs. He also devoted himself to the interpretation of compositions by contemporary Italian composers, especially at the beginning of his career: in the 1940s and 1950s he played, for example, compositions by Peragalli, Ghedini or Respighi at concerts.
However, Michelangeli cannot be considered part of any tradition of the Italian piano school: his study in Brescia or Milan was only short-lived and a long-term relationship or inspiration from an Italian pianist probably did not exist.

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We know ABM had a playful side. He certainly did. Camilla Cederna recounts that during the advanced training courses in which he taught, he often challenged the students to arm wrestling in the evenings (always winning) and played pranks on the newcomers, dressing up as a ghost. I was told that—in Bergamo for a seminar—he had been assigned a small monastic room with a single bed. And, after spending the whole day with the students, at night he would wander around all the taverns in upper Bergamo, drinking wine and chatting with the patrons.

(Bruno Guirato)

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«Sembra che abbia lasciato in giro solo vedove. Vedove maschi e vedove femmine. Non è mai definito in modo laico da chi lo ha conosciuto, ma sempre con lacrime e sospiri»

 

"It seems he left only widows lying around. Male widows and female widows. He's never described in a secular way by those who knew him, but always with tears and sighs," says Pier Carlo Orizio, artistic director of the Brescia and Bergamo International Piano Festival. Pier Carlo is the son of Agostino, conductor, founder of the Festival, and the city's musical soul, and only glimpsed Benedetti Michelangeli as a child; he remembers his Lamborghini Miura parked in the streets near the Teatro Grande. Apparently, the traffic police once fined him, provoking anger and the cancellation of the concert. Someone went to pay the fine secretly and then told the maestro that the police, having learned it was him, had cancelled the fine. The concert was rescheduled.

(Bruno Guirato)

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After the most ferocious arguments about the tuning and action of the piano, Fabbrini, reduced to exasperation, would say, "I'm leaving." Then Michelangeli would sit at the piano, play a piece—Fabbrini doesn't know what it was—and stop him at the door. A snake charmer.

(Bruno Guirato)

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Paolo Mettel recounts that he once showed up at the pianist's house in Pura, 10 minutes late for perfectly cooked spaghetti. Mettel found himself alone at the dining table, eating the "wasted" spaghetti, while the Maestro had gone downstairs to play. After half an hour of punishment, Michelangeli returned and sat down next to Mettel, nibbling on a slice of Parmesan cheese. Mettel pardoned.

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In the 1980s, while dining at a restaurant deep in the mountains of Switzerland, he decided to demand a fish dish at all costs. Someone had to travel 200 kilometres to get a sole in Zurich, which, it's unknown, was ultimately consumed.

(Bruno Guirato)

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This was also a constant worry of Michelangeli. Given his very subtle sense of harmony – which led him to passionately harmonize the so-called SAT (cori di montagna, mountain choirs) although he had not conducted composition studies [Facchinetti 2008, 14] – he was constantly trying to soften the timbre of the struck strings through peculiar tuning techniques and preparation of the mechanics [Passadori 2005]. The pianist also resorted to ‘external’ expedients such as the one adopted when recording the first book of Debussy’s Preludes: positioning his piano next to a second piano, open and with the strings lowered, in order to achieve an ‘aeolian harp’ effect [Garben 2004, 77-78]. 

(Carlo Bianchi)

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Chaconne 

Il pezzo è` in realtà quanto mai problematico, e la sua scomparsa dal repertorio va anche messa in relazione, credo, con una mancata definizione stilistica che sia servita da modello. La soluzione di Benedetti Michelangeli e ` impostata sulla distinzione di due zone di sonorità, una piena, risonante, che ricorda un’orchestra di fiati (o l’organo), e una
velata e piatta, che ricorda un’orchestra d’archi con sordina.
Le soluzioni sono poi molteplici, ma questo carattere stilistico di fondo viene mantenuto ed è facilmente riconoscibile. La contrapposizione radicale di due colori è sicuramente un’idea felice. Tuttavia l’espressione perde talora la gravità di danza antica e scivola verso morbidezze e languori sensuali. Ricompaiono allora, specie nelle variazioni in arpeggio, quelle atmosfere spagnole in cui, come abbiamo visto, Benedetti Michelangeli si era mosso da maestro. Si potrebbe anche dire che in fondo la Ciaccona è una danza di
origine iberica, forse persino messicana, ma a me non sembra he questa spiegazione taglierebbe la testa al toro...

[Rattalino, p.48f.]

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In my opinion, and not only in my opinion, Ravel was the composer with whom Benedetti Michelangeli identified completely. Not, however, to the point of tackling his work Mirrors., richest in inventions and problems.

[Piero Rattalino, p.68]

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It seems very likely to me that the Sonata op. 111, like the Sonata op. 2 no. 3 I have
already mentioned, was studied based on Alfredo Casella's revision, which, after all, was a leading figure in Italy in the 1930s. And in the performances of the 1960s—which were also superbly dramatic—one can still see some traces of Casella's interventions on the text, which in truth—but I say this recalling a performance in Bregenz on January 15, 1988, which I heard—never completely disappeared. [Rattalino 88, who elsewhere adds - 'Of course, one can speak of Benedetti Michelangeli's narcissism, of his indifference to cultural problems, one can be irritated by his mania for retouching texts (those cursed octave doublings in the bass, the E flat in bar 115 of the first movement of Beethoven's Sonata op. 111, which cries out for vengeance)...' 

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"Gli avrò parlato tre o quattro volte. Non era dotato di una comunicazione incoraggiante. Ma di un'artisticità formidabile, questo sì. Il suo problema credo che sia stato crescere, durante il fascismo, in un ambiente di provincia. Se ne rese conto andando all'estero. Provò ad acculturarsi." 

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"I must have spoken to him three or four times. He wasn't gifted with encouraging communication skills. But he was formidable in his artistic abilities, that's for sure. I think his problem was growing up, during Fascism, in a provincial environment. He realised this when he went abroad.  He tried to educate himself."

Piero Rattalino, La Reppublica 29 May 2016

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'Before receiving your reporter [i.e. me], Benedetti Michelangeli carefully read his pieces for six months and finally agreed. Paolo Andrea Mettel, who assisted him in many matters, was the witness of these unforgettable meetings. Some of them have been transcribed, but most are still in notes. Michelangeli was the last master of music in a world where this art is now well frequented by businessmen, communicators, improvisers, bunglers, and even worse. His enemies, those before whom he never bowed, resembled the wealthy Lopakhin in Chekhov's The Cherry Orchard. (Il Giardino dei Ciliegi)  Vulgar souls, even if equipped with full purses. For them, Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli refused to play. For this we thank him again with one last round of applause.'

Enrico Girari, Corriere della Sera, 24 October 2011

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The faithful and faithful Mettel thus indulges in a series of "private" anecdotes about Benedetti Michelangeli, already adding in the first paragraph a string of double-speak that would make the spokesman of some Central African dictator pale. Mettel confesses to us that upon the pianist's death, he painfully realized that he had to "come to terms with reality," without Benedetti Michelangeli's presence, without "being able to hear his strong, beautiful voice, his cheerful, savory irony, without the curls of smoke from his Tuscan cigar, without the walks in the woods," without—and I continue by summarizing—the innocent jokes, the wonderful hands, the magical keyboard, and so on. Thanks to Mettel, we learn that the Maestro was "kind and affable with the gardener" (goodness of him!), that he got angry if his guest arrived a few minutes late for his spaghetti dinner (spaghetti which, needless to say, although "lukewarm and compromised, tasted exquisite"!), that he savored a sliver of parmesan under his mustache, that he delighted in expertly dressing salads at the Steinway headquarters, that there were a bevy of anxious people ready to dismantle the piano just to find a clock that was actually in the dressing room, that he happily enjoyed Japanese cuisine in his suite, and so on...

Enrico Bettinello, GdM 21 June 2010

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An obituary in the Dutch newspaper De Volkskrant  Michelangeli was one of the greatest pianists of his time, and one of the most notorious cancelers of his time. Michelangeli , a reclusive musician who rarely broke his silence and declined eight honorary doctorates, has now definitively canceled.

A recital at the Amsterdam Concertgebouw [October 1979?] was cancelled some twenty years ago (in retrospect, it would probably have been his last) because he had spilled coffee on the contract at home.

Applause and welcome applause left him indifferent. His bond with an audience was strictly temporary; reduced to the essence of making music and listening. He could refuse an encore if someone had coughed.

Roland de Beer

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Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli, for example, is a regular customer of ours: now he's waiting for a new car. The first time he asked me, with a slight embarrassment, for a used Mille Miglia berlinetta, declaring himself not rich enough to buy a new one. Then he remained faithful to us, and every now and then he comes here, silent, almost diaphanous, with his cold courtesy, his disconcerting expression. A strange gentleman having breakfast in the clouds."  ("Uno strano signore a colazione tra le nuvole".) Among the thousand biographies of one of the world's greatest pianists, have you ever managed to find a better description than this one by Enzo Ferrari? 

Repubblicauto.com

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In his cult novel "The Ruin Builder," Herbert Rosendorfer created a surrealist monument to him, disguised as the eccentric cellist Sant'Angeli, whom no one has ever heard play.

 

Süddeutsche Zeitung, September 1992 (Klaus Bennert), Schumann Concerto with Celibidache:

Was the master out of sorts? He quickly dismissed the orchestra musicians from the stage and, with a skeptical expression, acknowledged the audience's ovation one last time—but then signalled a gesture that silences even the most ardent admirer: Enough for today, no more applause, please. Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli refused further homage.

A male diva's whim? Not at all. If any musician of our century, notorious for being eccentric, has earned an objective right to his occasionally bizarre attitudes, it is Benedetti Michelangeli. For his claim to perfection, which must also be seen as humility before the work of art, cannot tolerate any half-measures: As admirers of his art (and this reviewer confesses to counting many a Michelangeli concert among the finest moments of his life), one has become accustomed to and resigned to the fact that the great "ABM" would rather cancel shortly before the concert begins than settle for a hint of inadequacy. And years ago in Munich, one could once witness how agonizingly long Michelangeli endured a botched final chord, as if he wanted to punish himself and the audience for this obsession with perfection...

Some thoughts...

Here are some thoughts I have had after a period of research into Michelangeli's life and career (in no particular order):

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It's fascinating to speculate on how he developed as a pianist and consummate musician after seemingly finishing with lessons after the age of 14.

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I cannot help but think that his reputation for being a high-maintenance artist, and his demanding behaviour (often intolerant, not to say rude, creating tantrums) towards many around him might, in some small part, stem from the fact that the young Arturo did not attend regular schools; he was seemingly educated with his mother at home and may not have developed the skills of interaction with others due to lack of contact with his peers.  While many who knew him defend, excuse or even deny such behaviour, there is enough evidence of it (in many cases) in the various sources I have read.

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He played some Italian music (Scarlatti - but everyone did - , Clementi, Galuppi, Respighi).  Was he an "Italian" pianist?  His training was purely "Italian" and In many ways, he was a memebr of no school, he was in fact sui generis.  Viviana Ferrari in a thesis for Melbourne University on a piano school formed in 1928 by Vincenzo Vitale (1908-1984)  - which I've only glanced at - mentions ABM as a “product” of the Neapolitan Piano School.

The tradition of the Neapolitan Piano School (Canessa, 2019) has "a lineage which can be traced from Vitale to Sigismund Thalberg (1812-71) and Francesco Lanza (1783-1862) both students of Muzio Clementi (1752-1832)".  

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"The influence of the Neapolitan Piano School however extended well beyond Naples and Italy (Vitale, 1984; Strazullo, 2019). For example, Beniamino Cesi (1845–1907) taught piano in Saint Petersburg, Vincenzo Scaramuzza (1885–1968) in Buenos Aires, and Vincenzo Vitale (1908–84) in the United States (Ferrari, 2009a). More generally, although scarcely recognized, the influence of the pedagogical tenets developed by the Neapolitan Piano School pervades the entire pianistic domain (Isotta, 1988)."

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The most popular subject of the Neapolitan Piano School for academic study has thus far seemed to be Vincenzo Scaramuzza. A student of Scaramuzza, Oubina de Castro (1969) compiled a written method of Scaramuzza’s teachings entitled Ensenanzas de un Gran Maestro Vincente Scaramuzza ["Teachings of a Great Maestro Vincenzo Scaramuzza"].

Further, in great detail: Ferrari, pp.55ff.

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I've been very struck by this comment: Michelangeli's transition from celebrity to myth occurred when, in 1964, he held concerts in Moscow and Leningrad.  Russia -  which had scattered a dense group of piano heroes around the world -  prostrated itself reverently in front of the Italian who came from a peripheral piano culture.'  (Igino Vaccari)

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I think EMI producer Peter Andry described ABM's "fetish" (my word) over the state of the piano he was to play on as an illness.  There are conflicting details.  His own pianos at home cannot have been in tip-top condition each day when he played, yet he managed to work on them (unless he summoned a tuner every day!)  Further,  - as just one example - he didn't make time for top technician Franz Mohr to tune the Steinway for a New York recital because he insisted on practising up until the last minute.  So he seemed satisfied to play on a poor piano that evening...  (Why not on other evenings?)

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His lack of curiosity - whatever his private repertoire might have been - is striking.

Why only 5 Mozart piano concertos (especially when he played Haydn's hardly challenging ones), why no Chopin concerto No. 1 in e minor (though he seems to have played a few times early on) or No. 2?  He didn't tackle the Brahms concertos.  He played the Brahms/Paganini but not the Rachmaninoff Variations.  Why did he not tackle the subtlest and most mature of Chopin's scherzos, No. 4 in E major or any other of the Ballades?  Stefano Biosa notes a couple of public recordings of Scherzo No. 1: Bregenz, Festspielhaus, 15 January 1988;  London, Barbican Centre, 10 May 1990.

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If the world of Ravel and Debussy was on his admission "his world", why not Debussy's Etudes or Ravel's Miroirs or Tombeau de Couperin?  Only one Schubert sonata - and not one of his late great ones (he seems to have disputed authorship of two of them).

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What was his absorbing fascination with Schumann's Faschinschwank aus Wien, when there was Kreisleriana etc.?

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Unusual major repertoire from early on: 

Ildebrando Pizzetti's Piano Concerto

He had repeatedly noted that before the middle of the century he had been one
of the few pianists to perform Max Reger's Piano Concerto (*no ref. in Corriere della Sera)

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Piano Concerto in F minor, Op. 114 was composed by Max Reger in Leipzig in 1910. He dedicated the work to Frieda Kwast-Hodapp, who premiered it in Leipzig on 15 December 1910 with the Gewandhausorchester conducted by Arthur Nikisch. The difficult composition has been rarely performed and recorded. Pianists who have tackled it range from the American Rudolf Serkin, who first recorded it in 1959, to Markus Becker who was the soloist in an award-winning recording in 2017.  It was recorded in 2010 by Marc-André Hamelin with the Rundfunk-Sinfonieorchester Berlin conducted by Ilan Volkov, combined with the Burleske by Richard Strauss. A reviewer noted that Hamelin successfully characterised the challenging material, and named the pianist's playing of the "extremely demanding pyrotechnics" "absolutely astonishing".

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Franco Margola, Kinderkonzert

Mario Peragallo, Concerto

Only one Schubert sonata (D537)?

 

What reasons might have led ABM to so decisively reject
When asked why he performed only the Sonata in A-flat major [actually A major] (D. 959) [and did ABM play this??},  he replied that the other two sonatas, as they have come down to us, were not entirely authentic, since Schubert's brother Ferdinand, for better marketability, had later combined some movements (including the Impromptus) to transform them into sonatas. In some passages, it was clear that they had been transposed so that the authentic, more awkward position could be "facilitated" in other keys.

 

A more than bold statement, as Franz Schubert's letter confirms:
He wrote on October 2, 1828:
"To the Art Dealer
Herrn Probst, nobleman in Leipzig
Vienna, October 2, 1828
I'm wondering when the trio will finally be released. Perhaps you haven't received it yet?

And the op. 100. I can't wait for it to be printed. I have composed
among other things, three sonatas for piano solo, which I intend to dedicate to Hummel.
I have also set to music several songs by Heine of Hamburg, which have been very
popular here, and finally completed a quintet for two violins, viola, and two cellos.
I have performed the sonatas in various places with great success; for the quintet,
we are only at rehearsals. If you like any of these compositions, let me know.
With the assurance of my highest consideration, signed Franz Schubert" (32)

 

These are the three great Sonatas in C minor, A major, and B-flat major from the year of his death, 1828.  Everything the composer took out of the drawer (today we can only barely verify his brother's alleged interventions), when he himself offered it to the publisher in the form transmitted today, is undoubtedly to be considered authentic. We must therefore decide to reject ABM's arguments in this matter, marking them as untenable, but we willingly grant him the choice to play only the compositions dearest to him.

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Cord Garben p.134 (I need to check if I've got the details correct)

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FRANZ SCHUBERT, Night and Dreams: Writings and Letters Translated and Commented; edited
by Luigi Della Croce, Lucca, Akademos & LIM, 1996, pp. 157-158. The letter refers to Heine's six Lieder included in the collection Schwanengesang D 957.

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An ancient man and a modern man, Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli, whom only a small circle of friends were authorized to call by his nickname, Ciro (from Cirillino, a character from the Corriere dei Piccoli). A personality resistant to any clumsy synthesis, he apparently enjoyed inventing different identities: "He once told, in front of about fifty people, that he had won the Giro di Lombardia by bicycle. It was a weakness of his to want to be something else," write Roberto Cotroneo.

What the fans say...

Anyone who was lucky enough to attend this concert live can consider themselves among the luckiest people in the history of humanity.

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Stratospheric, apocalyptic, indescribable. And to think that what we hear on YouTUbe is only 0.01% of all that art put together. I can't even imagine what it was like live!! I envy those who were sitting in those seats. I wonder if they realised what a miracle they were witnessing.

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His precision is almost surreal, and his approach is nearly "draconian." There was no "cinematic effect," just the hands moving and composure from another world.

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