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...along the grapevine allegro vivace; unheard Russians like Feltsman tend to loom large in the imagination of Western audiences eagerly seeking a new pianistic hero. Then reality sets in. For every Vladimir Ashkenazy, a brilliant pianist in both technique and taste, there have been disappointments like the vapid Youri Egorov and the clangorous Lazar Berman...
Chopin: Piano Sonata No. 2 and other works (Ivo Pogorelich, piano; Deutsche Grammophon). The fastest way to a big career these days seems to lie in not winning a major competition. When Pianist Youri Egorov failed to make the finals of the Van Cliburn four years ago, outraged fans launched him by raising an equivalent of the first-prize money themselves. Similarly, when Yugoslav-born Ivo Pogorelich, 22, was eliminated before the last round of the recent Chopin competition in Warsaw, one judge, Pianist Martha Argerich, resigned in protest. The incident became a musical cause...
Schumann: Kreisleriana; Novelettes Nos. 1 and 8 (Pianist Youri Egorov, Peters International). Egorov, 25, is the Russian whose biggest break turned out to be losing out in the 1977 Van Cliburn Piano Competition in Fort Worth. His many disappointed partisans in the audience formed a committee to raise the equivalent of the $10,000 grand prize for him, and he soon had all the publicity and bookings a young art ist needs. As this release shows, he has all the more fundamental qualities a young artist needs too: exuberant virtuosity, a formidable command of pianistic sonorities and lots of sensitive...
...including a stop at Montreal, a stewardess announced that we had arrived over New York on time, and everyone buckled up for landing. Over the cockpit radio, however, Kennedy control was explaining that there were serious traffic delays (because of the tower workers' slowdown). Pilot Egorov also was told that his flight could be given priority for an almost immediate landing. He politely declined, radioing that "Aeroflot Zero Three will go in turn like the rest." In that case, said control, our plane's turn would come in two hours...
...waited an hour and 35 minutes while Egorov made precise turns in the bright sky until finally somehow, some way, somebody down there mercifully did something to get us out of the jam. Landing orders crackled over the radio. Heaving at the controls-Soviet planes have no power boost-Egorov swung out of the holding pattern, popped his dive brakes, flattened out and bored straight for J.F.K. We flat-hatted over Long Island, made a sharp turn to a little-used runway and touched down at about 220 m.p.h.-much faster than the Boeing 707's 175-m.p.h. landing...