Charles Chaplin declared that he had met only three geniuses in his life: Winston Churchill, Albert Einstein and Clara Haskil. Practically worshipped in her later years, Ms. Haskil suffered for most of her life from everything from a painful spinal condition to crippling self-doubt. Fellow Rumanian Dinu Lipatti was her ardent champion. His early death left Haskil grief-stricken - she was secretly in love with him - and without a mentor. In spite of all these negative circumstances, Haskil would go down in history as a goddess amongst pianists; a woman capable of a musical passion and elegance practically unequalled by her peers and a classicist of the highest refinement.

Such plaudits are well in evidence in these 1950s vintage recordings of Mozart. This is playing of such pristine clarity that in spite of the somewhat muddy monaural sound, the listener is instantly drawn in and held captive. Passage work is perfect, each note a pearl on a strand. Phrases are nuanced to marble smoothness.

Neither is Haskil afraid of a little drama. More turbulent passages are played with flare. Ms. Haskil always has the reins well in hand though, never letting emotion get the better of a firm sense of classical order and discipline. Slow movements are played with love and tenderness, but there is never the slightest hint of overt romanticism. Each melody evokes the rising of the sun in the morning; each cadence is perfectly placed. It is as though she composed each phrase herself, first sketching her thoughts, then carefully revising and refining her ideas, and then committing them to the page only when they had been perfected.

Both Otto Ackermann and Ferenc Fricsay provide well-balanced and sensitive accompaniments, but it is in the sound of the orchestra that the inferior sound quality becomes most obvious. Textures are blurred by the less that clear sound and at times the boxiness becomes a bit tiring. Nonetheless, these are performances of such grace and beauty from the soloist that I have found myself returning to these performances again and again, not only for enjoyment, but also for instruction.

This is a series that seems to be more about the performers than the music itself, and as such the booklet note by the always able Bryce Morrison is somewhat skimpy on information about the works at hand. No matter, really. His compassionate yet honest assessment of Haskil as a person and artist is insightful and lends even more enjoyment to her nearly flawless playing.

There are really not enough superlatives for this recording. Any music-lover at any level should find something at which to marvel here.

-- Kevin Sutton, MusicWeb International