ECM Records

Wolfert Brederode: Ruins and Remains (ECM 2734)

| Tyran Grillo

Wolfert Brederode
Ruins and Remains

Wolfert Brederode piano
Matangi Quartet
Maria-Paula Majoor violin
Daniel Torrico Menacho violin
Karsten Kleijer viola
Arno van der Vuurst violoncello
Joost Lijbaart drums, percussion
Recorded August 2021 at Sendesaal, Bremen
Engineer: Stefano Amerio
Cover: Mayo Bucher
Produced by Manfred Eicher
Release date: September 23, 2022

For his fourth ECM album as leader, Wolfert Brederode returns with Ruins and Remains. This suite for piano, string quartet, and percussion, the result of a commission marking the 100th anniversary of the end of World War I, telescopes the seemingly insurmountable distance between horror and hope.

While such a backstory might seem a pivot for the Dutch pianist, thematic connections are drawable to his past work. From the association-rich wanderings of Currents to the patient grooves of Black Ice, he has consistently demonstrated an awareness of time as a physical substance. In Post Scriptum between them, he was already exploring suite-like structures around questions of the human condition.

The present record takes elements from all that came before and bonds them with something so intangible that only a microphone can capture and amplify it: history. To that end, he ticks our path with four signposts entitled “Ruins.” With their cold expanse and cautious navigations, they trace the movements of those who have fallen in places where hands cannot reach and only the heart may tread.

In “Swallow,” Brederode and his fellow musicians sift through the rubble for something salvageable: a ring, a photograph, perhaps a gold-capped tooth that once served as a runway for speech. The Matangi Quartet speaks in the language of the past, dreaming of better times when violence was something one only read about in storybooks. Meanwhile, percussionist Joost Lijbaart reveals glints of the future. Along the way, Brederode emotes very much in the present, holding close to lessons on the verge of fading. With these in mind, titles like “Cloudless” and “Dissolve” feel as much like descriptors of what we hear as what they evoke. The resonance of these passages tells stories in which we can have no part, each walking a bridge that must collapse. In this regard, “Retrouvailles” comes across as a false promise, a moment in time expanded to show the scars it would otherwise gloss over.

Although musical details rise into prominence, including the plucked piano strings of “Ka,” the rolling snare of “Nothing for Granted,” and the cello’s sagacious presence across the waves, a holistic mise-en-scène pervades. Like the blush of “Duhra,” it strikes a glow where mostly darkness has taken hold, a film without a screen.

The music’s openness to change is part of what makes it real. As death becomes written and rewritten, our souls adapt to its language. And as it heeds the horizon’s beckoning, we are given a choice: follow or turn away.

Dominic Miller: Vagabond (ECM 2704)

| Tyran Grillo

Dominic Miller
Vagabond

Dominic Miller guitar
Jacob Karlzon piano, keyboard
Nicolas Fiszman bass
Ziv Ravitz drums
Recorded April 2021 at Studio La Buissonne, Pernes-les-Fontaines
Engineer: Gérard de Haro
Mastering: Nicolas Baillard
Cover photo: Fotini Potamia
Produced by Manfred Eicher
Release date: April 21, 2023

For his third ECM outing, guitarist Dominic Miller brings quiet ferocity and lyrical precision to this quartet setting with pianist Jacob Karlzon, bassist Nicolas Fiszman, and drummer Ziv Ravitz, opening our ears to newer and even deeper terrains across a set of eight original itineraries.

In a statement for the album’s press release, he says, “Thanks to the amazing singers I’ve worked with over the years, I see myself more as an instrumental songwriter. And as they do, I see it my mission to surround myself with the best musicians who understand the narratives in the ‘songs.’ I’m happy to have assembled the right lineup here with Vagabond.” And in “All Change,” we hear that ethos played out. The rhythm section opens itself to Miller’s acoustic timekeeping while the piano smoothes the waters to ensure this vessel sails uninterrupted until it reaches its first port of call. Miller’s overlay brings fresh intimacy, capturing frames of a stop-motion memory.

Across the cinematic horizon of “Cruel But Fair,” an underlying breath of synthesizer kindles the hearth of Miller’s acoustic. A collective atmosphere reigns supreme, each musician contributing to a scene as it curls into shape around people, places, and things. Such associations collaborate in the music as much as those assembled in the studio to articulate them. Miller himself points to southern France, which he has called home in recent years, for inspiration. Whereas “Vaugines” refers to a small village he has frequented on his walks, “Clandestin” is a hidden bar where stories abound. The latter’s interplay reveals the most space between instruments, allowing for an unguarded swagger. To my ears, it feels anything but covert.

Such is the ability of Vagabond to open its borders to our psychological refugees. For example, while “Open Heart” is easily interpreted as an image of generosity, to me, it evokes the darkly inward period I faced when my father suffered a nearly fatal heart attack in December of 2023 (the main reason why I’ve posted so little since then). All the more fitting, then, that Miller should include an ode to his own father, “Mi Viejo,” an unaccompanied offering of intimate magnitude.

The delicacy of this music is also its strength. A case in point is “Altea,” the airy underpinnings of which give the trio plenty of fertilizer to work into the soil. What grows from it is lush yet variegated enough to let those precious rays of sunlight through. Lastly, “Lone Waltz” moves from stasis to momentum. Like a boat chasing the setting sun, it finds solace in the waves.

If we started with the notion of having to get somewhere, we end without quite knowing where that might be.

Heinz Holliger/Anton Kernjak: Éventail (ECM New Series 2694)

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Heinz Holliger
Anton Kernjak
Éventail

Heinz Holliger oboe, oboe d’amore
Anton Kernjak piano
Alice Belugou harp
Recorded October 2021 at Radiostudio Zürich
Engineer: Andreas Werner
Cover: Fidel Sclavo
Co-production ECM Records / Radio SRF 2 Kultur
Release date: September 22, 2023

Dear dreamer, help me to take off
Into my pathless, pure delight
By always holding in your glove
My wing, a thin pretence of flight.

The vocalise is a form that, by modern definition, refers to a singing exercise focusing on melody over meaning. If it begs the need for words, it is only because we are accustomed to the notion that songs require them. In this instrumental program, oboist Heinz Holliger deconstructs the concept and reassembles it with apocryphal gems and other building materials from the 20th century. Pianist Anton Kernjak (last heard on Holliger’s Aschenmusik) leads as much as he follows in their co-search for lyrical forms.

It is Kernjak who introduces us to a forest of snow-covered trees in Maurice Ravel’s Pièce en forme de Habanera (1907). Holliger’s oboe is the wanderer who sings only when no one else is around, leaving behind a trail of crumbs not to be found but in the hopes they will bear fruit come spring. Thus, we are shown a way forward. The Sonate op. 166 (1921) of Camille Saint-Saëns, one of his last pieces, cuts across the grain of Romanticism with blades of light. From measured frolic to a march across time, it might just be his truer swan song.

A freshness as of twilight brushes
Against you as you flutter me,
And each imprisoned wing-beat pushes
Back the horizon tenderly.

From André Jolivet, who Holliger cites as the genuine successor to Edgar Varèse, we get the mysterious Controversia (1968). Originally dedicated to Heinz and Ursula Holliger, it replaces the latter with Alice Belugou on the harp. The relationship between the two instruments is one of tension without release. The oboe trembles, and the harp writhes, their dance a language unto itself. Belugou’s harmonics point toward points of starlight, while the double reed takes solace in tracing them for want of images. Holliger’s tone is unparalleled; his window racks but never shatters, offering a kaleidoscopic point of view.

It’s dizzying: shivers run through space
Like an enormous kiss, which, mad
At being born for no one’s face,
Can not discharge, nor yet subside.

The Vocalise-Étude (1935) of Olivier Messiaen offers yet another perspective. Holliger once played it in the composer’s presence while rehearsing for a performance of Des canyons aux étoiles he was to conduct. As the story goes, Messiaen’s enthusiasm led him to include it in the Concert à quatre, dedicated to Holliger, Yvonne Loriot, Catherine Cantin, Myung-Whun Chung, and Mstislav Rostropovich. As magical as it is brief, it breathes alongside the Morceau de lecture(1942), an etude for the oboe sight-reading exam at the Conservatoire National de Paris later expanded upon in the song cycle Harawi (“L’Amour de Piroutcha”).

Ravel’s Kaddisch (1914), from Deux mélodies hébraïques, sets the Jewish prayer for the dead. Although it wears a shawl to cover the eyes and mouth, it grasps delicately at light. Its companion is the Vocalise-Étude «Air» op. 105. Written in 1928 by Darius Milhaud, a student of Charles Koechlin, it is a veritable haiku.

Don’t you feel heaven is shy? It slips,
Blushing, a piece of laughter stifled,
Down by the corner of your lips
To hide in my concerted fold.

Syrinx (1913) by Claude Debussy takes on a new guise here. Originally a flute solo, it no longer feels “incidental” (as it was originally played off stage as an interval to a stage production) and dances on its own terms. Holliger chooses the oboe d’amore for this interpretation, as he also does for Koechlin’s Le repos de Tityre op. 216/10 (1948). If one is bone, the other is flesh. Following this dyad are further vignettes by Jolivet, Debussy, and Saint-Saëns, whose Le rossignol (1892)—quoted in the second movement of the late oboe sonata heard earlier—carves its own vessel.

This sceptre rules the banks of rose
And pools of evening’s golden mire,
This flying whiteness that you close
And land beside a bracelet’s fire.

Holliger and Kernjak save the best for last in the Sonate op. 23 (1936) of Robert Casadesus. Better known as a pianist, he remains lesser known as the fairly prolific torch bearer of Fauré and Ravel that he was. As Holliger recounts in the liner notes, he received this hidden treasure in autograph copy form from his teacher, Émile Cassagnaud. Though now in print, it is rarely performed. The piano writing alone is astounding. Airy in feel yet overflowing with imagery, it leans into jazz without ever losing its footing. From the cinematic middle movement to the rousing Allegro vivo that finishes, one cannot help but feel a new emotional horizon being drawn.

Incidentally, the album’s title comes from the poem “Another Fan” (Autre Éventail) by Stéphane Mallarmé, interspersed throughout this review. Like the spines that give the object its shape, these carefully chosen pieces allow the musicians to stretch their projection screens, each the first frame of a biography yet to be told.

Benjamin Lackner: Last Decade (ECM 2736)

| Tyran Grillo

Benjamin Lackner
Last Decade

Benjamin Lackner piano
Mathias Eick trumpet
Jérôme Regard double bass
Manu Katché drums
Recorded September 2021 at Studios La Buissonne, Pernes-les-Fontaines
Engineer: Gérard de Haro
Mastering: Nicolas Baillard
Cover photo: Woong Chul An
Produced by Manfred Eicher
Release date: October 14, 2022

Benjamin Lackner makes a soft yet profound splash on Last Decade, his ECM debut. With Mathias Eick on trumpet, Jérôme Regard on bass, and Manu Katché on drums, the German-American pianist lays the groundwork for a quartet of wide imagination, forging a new relationship that is sure to grow over the next decade.

Lackner’s compositions are fertile ground for his bandmates. “Where Do We Go From Here” plants rows of seeds from the start, watering them in the same breath. Eick’s lyricism is given plenty of breathing room while the rhythm section snakes its way along like a shadow over rock and river. This mood (and mode) will be familiar to many ECM listeners, taking two steps inward for each outward.

But then, something happens as Katché’s groove in “Circular Confidence” opens up a much wider vista. Trading introspection for charity, it imbues Regard’s bassing with a lithe spirit as Lackner flips the landscape like the page of a book to reveal side quests galore. Foremost among them in Eick’s sojourn into distant cities and towns. Rather than bring us souvenirs, he returns with a travelogue. More tractions await in the enigmatically titled “Hung Up On That Ghost,” wherein Katché and Regard tessellate with unforced enchantment. Lackner and Eick give faith to form, the latter’s wordless vocals emblematic of a larger unity at play.

Although Lackner is more accustomed to solo and trio settings, Eick keeps in step as a natural ally. Lifting and lowering throughout “Camino Cielo,” he paints their relationship in streaks of gold and silver, his light as much a partner in the music as what is obscured by proxy. The title track is another collective journey marked by subtly daring harmonies and family memories. So, too, is the closing “My People.” Its staggered 11/4 time signature gives the listener plenty to meditate on.

Between them are three briefer excursions. Whereas “Remember This” is for the trio alone and finds Katché exchanging delicacies, “Open Minds Lost” offers the band’s fullest statement. All that remains is “Émile,” a freely improvised solo from Regard named after his son. Like the album as a whole, it pulls at the threads of life and weaves from them a tapestry of stories to be preserved for those who will outlive us.

Jakob Bro: Taking Turns (ECM 2543)

| Tyran Grillo

Jakob Bro
Taking Turns

Lee Konitz alto and soprano saxophones
Bill Frisell guitar
Jakob Bro guitar
Jason Moran piano
Thomas Morgan double bass
Andrew Cyrille drums
Recorded March 2014 at Avatar Studios, NY
Engineer: James A. Farber
Mixed August 2024
by Thomas Vang (engineer) and Jakob Bro
at The Village Recording Studio, Copenhagen
Cover design: Sascha Kleis
Album produced by Manfred Eicher
Release date: November 29, 2024

When I put this album into my computer, iTunes mistakenly named it “Exuding.” Then again, maybe the algorithm was trying to tell me something. As introspective as the music of Jakob Bro is often thought to be, it also chambers a creative fire that indeed exudes waves of inspiration. In this Copenhagen session, recorded in 2014 but given to the world a decade later, we encounter Bro in a mode of fearless exploration whereby coal is compressed into raw diamonds. Joining him are guitarist Bill Frisell, pianist Jason Moran, bassist Thomas Morgan, and drummer Andrew Cyrille.

At this point, except for Moran, Bro had shared a stage and/or studio with all the musicians gathered here. For example, his association with Lee Konitz goes back to 2008, when Paul Motian recommended that the two collaborate. And yet, as most under-the-skin jazz usually does, the all-original set glistens with the first-time-ness of its possibilities, especially given its delayed release. 

From the initial stirrings of “Black Is All Colors At Once,” it’s obvious that the notion of taking turns is subjective and at the whim of every moment. Its airy yet substantial sound takes an inch of history and gives a pound of cure, hiding its soul in places light cannot reach. If Konitz is a voice to be heard here, how much more so in his rare turn on soprano in “Haiti.” Alongside Cyrille’s cinematic cymbals and Bro and Frisell’s dialogism, there’s plenty of sun to go around.

“Milford Sound” is the band’s dreamiest calling card. The title, which references both Milford Graves and a fjord in New Zealand’s South Island, proves a revelatory beacon for Moran, who finds his stride band like a sole to its shoe. The unforced language of the guitars questions as much as it answers, Morgan and Cyrille trading periods and commas with perfect fluency all the while. Other reference points include New York’s Chinatown in “Pearl River” and memories of Argentina in “Mar Del Plata.”

The music also invites us to make our own associations. When listening to “Aarhus,” for example, I cannot help but remember my time in the city’s ARoS art museum. One note, and I am back strolling through its rainbow-colored rotunda, starting in the deepest reds and working toward indigo. Meanwhile, “Peninsula” suggests the liminal geographies that so often attract me, eschewing groove in favor of what speaks clearly enough through flow and circumstance.

These are travelers who have circled the world (and then some) whose paths have not only crossed here but become one for a while. How privileged that we should be invited to join them on this leg of the journey.

Tomasz Stanko Quartet: September Night (ECM 2650)

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Tomasz Stanko Quartet
September Night

Tomasz Stanko trumpet
Marcin Wasilewski piano
Slawomir Kurkiewicz double bass
Michal Miskiewicz drums
Concert recording, September 9, 2004
at Muffathalle, Munich
Mixing: Manfred Eicher, Marcin Wasilewski, and Stefano Amerio (engineer)At Bavaria Musikstudios, Munich
Cover photo: Caterina Di Perri
Produced by Manfred Eicher
Release date: June 21, 2024

Recorded on September 9, 2004, at Munich’s Muffathalle, this surprise from the archives reveals as much about the late trumpeter Tomasz Stanko as it obscures. The live session finds him in the company of pianist Marcin Wasilewski, bassist Slawomir Kurkiewicz, and drummer Michal Miskiewicz, the trio with whom he shared stages from 1993 to 2017. “We were growing by his side, and he was watching us,” Wasilewski recalls about working with the man who was their mentor in every sense. “Every concert we played with him was important—the most important, almost as if it was the last one. That’s the approach he taught us: ‘When you play music, play it at a thousand percent!’” One hears that ethos revived throughout September Night, making it a vital document that deserves to wrap its arms around the shoulders of Suspended Night and Lontano, where it chronologically lands between.

I will never forget seeing Stanko with his New York Quartet in 2013. I still get whiffs of that octane now and then in the brain. But listening to “Hermento’s Mood,” which opens this all-original set, I am reminded of the ethereality he was uniquely capable of—a continuation of the song he held inside. Like “Elegant Piece” later in the show, it’s a flower that blooms only in moonlight.

Stanko’s ability to jump from exuberance to the depths of the soul never ceased to amaze. “Song For Sarah” is a prime example, just as comfortable grazing the bottom of the ocean in search of treasures long forgotten (of which this recording is one) as “Celina” is at home throwing its slow-motion strike across the proverbial plate. Even the freely improvised “Kaetano” cannot help but flirt with contradiction, shifting from urban meandering to a scenic train ride conducted by the rhythm section and exposited by Wasilewski.

Lest we forget the brilliance of Stanko’s backing band and the enmeshment of which they continue to be humble champions, we need only point to “Euforila” as a beacon of their craft. Opening with a lacy bass solo, it finds the band doing what it does best: knitting itself together while allowing plenty of open space between every instrument. As a determined body of water, they work around everything in their way without skipping a beat. Wasileswki is bright and joyful, while Stanko’s delicate punch of a solo is hot to the touch. Yet nothing can stop Miskiewicz from making the biggest waves below, crashing and roaring into the conclusion. Contrasting this is the closing “Theatrical,” which casts its ring into the fires of Mordor and walks away unscathed.

Incidentally, this concert was part of the “Unforeseen” symposium, co-curated by Munich’s Kulturreferat and the musicology department of the Ludwig Maximillian University, a week-long event that yielded two further ECM live albums: Evan Parker’s Boustrophedon and Roscoe Mitchell’s Composition/Improvisation Nos. 1, 2 & 3. If such companions feel radically different, it’s because freedom assumes a bespoke form here. Whereas Parker leaps skyward and Mitchell digs into the earth, Stanko is most comfortable riding that indefinable horizon between them.

Gianluigi Trovesi/Stefano Montanari: Stravaganze consonanti (ECM 2390)

| Tyran Grillo

Gianluigi Trovesi
Stefano Montanari
Stravaganze consonanti


Gianluigi Trovesi piccolo clarinet, alto clarinet, alto Saxophone
Stefano Montanari concertmaster
Stefano Rossi second violin
Claudio Andriani viola
Francesco Galligioni violoncello
Luca Bandini double bass
Emiliano Rodolfi oboe
Pryska Comploi second oboe
Alberto Guerra bassoon, dulciana
Riccardo Balbinutti percussion
Ivano Zanenghi archlute
Valeria Montanari harpsichord
Fulvio Maras percussion, electronics
Recorded January 2014 at Sala musicale giardino, Cremona
Engineer: Roberto Chinellato
Mixed September 2021 at Artesuono Studio, Udine
by Gianluigi Trovesi, Stefano Montanari, Guido Gorna, and Stefano Amerio (engineer)
Cover photo: Luciano Rossetti
An ECM Production
Release date: February 24, 2023

Italian reed virtuoso Gianluigi Trovesi and baroque violinist Stefano Montanari (doubling here as concertmaster) lead an ensemble of period instruments for a fresh take on the music of the 15th through 17th centuries. Meshing melodies from towering figures of the Renaissance and Baroque with equally visionary interpretations, the program manages to carve new initials into old pillars without marring their beauty. Some new compositions by Trovesi, plus a couple of improvisations with Fulvio Maras (percussion, electronics), complete the mix.

The album’s title, which translates as “consonant extravagances,” offers an accurate description of what is happening sonically, creatively, and even spiritually. “The Witches’ Dance” (from Henry Purcell’s opera Dido and Aeneas) leads off on a courtly foot. Purcell makes a handful of appearances throughout, most gorgeously as a motivic inspiration for Trovesi’s “For a While.” Like all of his pieces, it benefits from the robustness of Corrado Guarino’s arrangements, which take advantage of the period instrument ensemble under Montanari’s charge. The latter brings the crispness of strings to “Consonanze stravaganti” by Giovanni Maria Trabaci (an influence on Girolamo Frescobaldi), Guillaume Dufay’s Missa L’homme armé, and a sonata by Giovanni Battista Buonamente. Whether threading his alto through Andrea Falconieri’s “La suave melodia” or revealing his compositional wonders in “L’ometto disarmato” and the alto clarinet jaunt of “Bergheim,” Trovesi is a force of nature shapeshifting between song and cry on the turn of a dime. If the past is alive in his sound, then so is the future.

(This review originally appeared in the January 2024 edition of The New York City Jazz Record, a full PDF of which is available here.)

John Holloway Ensemble: Henry Purcell – Fantazias (ECM New Series 2249)

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John Holloway Ensemble
Henry Purcell: Fantazias

John Holloway violin
Monika Beer viola
Renate Steinmann viola
Martin Zeller violoncello
Recorded March 2015 at Radiostudio DRS, Zürich
Engineer: Stephan Schellmann
Cover photo: Thomas Wunsch
Produced by Manfred Eicher
An ECM/SRF2 Kultur coproduction
Executive producer (SRF): Roland Wächter
Release date: September 22, 2023

Henry Purcell (1659-1695), best known for his operas, was no less a formidable composer of instrumental music. His Fantazias are the pinnacle of the form, rich in their intermingling of counterpoint and polyphony. By the time Purcell put these to paper in 1680, the fantasia was over a century old. Despite being honed into a science by such estimable predecessors as William Byrd, William Lawes, John Jenkins, and Matthew Locke (whom Purcell replaced as “composer in ordinary with fee for the violin to his Majesty,” Charles II), it had fallen out of favor. Violinist John Holloway calls the present collection “a personal farewell to a kind of music, which in Purcell’s own chamber music would soon be superseded by sonatas.”

Leading an ensemble that includes violists Monika Beer and Renate Steinmann and cellist Martin Zeller, Holloway regards these 12 gems through a jeweler’s glass, cherishing every occlusion as a testament to its crafting through time. We encounter them here out of sequence, beginning with the river’s flow of No. 10. The sound is both creamy and metallic, sometimes allowing dreams to peek above the surface while at others pushing them into the mysteries of the current. Like No. 4, it affords a special sort of grace, pivoting from a seamless introduction into an intricate unfolding without changing skins. The ensemble matches with a palette that is equal parts shimmer and shadow.

Indeed, while these strings owe much of their grace to the composing, one cannot discount the players’ lifeblood. Like actors in a stage play, they embody these “characters” from within. In No. 6, for instance, Holloway’s violin laments like an agent of mourning while the others cross-hatch that inward focus with extroverted streaks of illumination. This dynamic reverses as the urgency heightens, and Holloway grabs hold of the future while the lower strings keep vigil to avoid forgetting the past. No. 9 is its companion in spirit: Even when it dances, it casts hedonism into the fire. Nos. 7 and 8 are equally wondrous in their contrasts, and their slips into dissonance reveal an improvisatory heritage, making them feel spontaneous, raw, and passionate.

In his liner notes, Holloway says, regarding the English composer’s handling of the form, that Johann Sebastian Bach “would certainly have acknowledged it as equal to his finest achievements in this art.” This is perhaps nowhere more obvious than in No. 5, the knotwork of which immediately suggests The Art of Fugue. Sitting on its right hand and left are Nos. 11 and 12. As translucent as they are viscous, they constitute a trinity of resolution that begs for more yet offers salvation only through silence.

While the above pieces are in four parts, Nos. 1-3 are in three. More intimate in form but no less expansive in scope, each is a dip into the heart of a creator whose font ran dry too soon.

Robert Levin: Mozart – The PIano Sonatas (ECM New Series 2710-16)

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Robert Levin
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: The Piano Sonatas

Robert Levin fortepiano
Recorded February 2017 and Feburary 2018
Großer Saal, Salzburg Mozarteum Foundation
Engineer: Markus Heiland
Cover: Fidel Sclavo
Produced by Manfred Eicher
Release date: September 16, 2022

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756-1791) is as much an enigma as an indelible emblem of what it means to be “classical.” In this seven-disc boxed set, a monumental achievement dedicated to one whose own achievements were nothing less than monumental, pianist Robert Levin offers a conspectus of the piano sonatas on the very fortepiano Mozart played from 1785 until his death and on which he composed The Magic Flute and his Requiem. Built by Anton Gabriel Walter in 1782, it speaks as one traveling out of time with a message of space.

Like much of Mozart’s writing, the music in these sonatas resulted from improvisations he later noted from memory—a spirit that Levin captures with charming honesty. The pianist’s historically informed approach heightens this effect, seeking to, in his own words, “revive a documented tradition” of embellishing repeats that goes back to C.P.E. Bach, whom Mozart greatly admired. Despite a fixed tripartite architecture across the board, there is great variation in mood, scope, and difficulty.

While Mozart is often cast as a poster child of vivaciousness, each sonata is best savored for its rich, sweet center. In these slower movements, genius bobs above and below the surface of a mind whose depths we can only begin to comprehend. We get a hint of this already in the Sonata No. 1 in C major, of which the Andante, nestled in neo-Baroque surroundings, is the music box of a childhood we’ve long forgotten.

Should that metaphor hint at immaturity, let such an illusion be shattered by a vision of the prodigy it manifests and which steps boldly into the foreground in the Sonata No. 2 in F major, cradling an Adagio that is the sonic equivalent of a precious stone. Even the Sonata No. 3 in B-flat major, with its lockstep opener and one-two punch of a conclusion, cannot steal the quiet thunder of the central movement between them. Such controlled ferocity must have been obvious to the composer himself when beginning his Piano Sonata No. 4 in E-flat major with an Adagio, pointing to the influence of Joseph Haydn, whose own sonatas he had then recently discovered.

Over the next four sonatas, expositions of stateliness and pastoralism bow to the dynamic brilliance of the Sonata No. 6. This D-major triptych is a stage drama in concentrated form, culminating in the final theme and variations. Spanning 15 minutes, they comprise the collection’s longest stretch, suggesting an orchestral sensibility.

This brings us to the pinnacle of Mozart’s engagement with the form: the Sonata No. 9 in A minor. Written in 1778, soon after the death of his mother, Anna Maria, its first movement sits on the throne of the collection. Morphing from extroversion to introversion and back again, its changes nourish Levin’s insights as a performer. The Andante here is the most holistic. Bursting into moments of passion but always returning to baseline, it sets up the concluding Presto and leaves us where we started: in wondrous anticipation. Along with its younger sibling, the Sonata No. 10 in C major, this is the form perfected.

Even “greatest hits,” including the Sonata No. 11 in A major, reemerge as hidden gems. The universally known Alla Turca lends itself to listening without prejudice, the familiar becoming new under Levin’s fingertips. Whether in the famous Allegretto grazioso of the Sonata No. 13 in B-flat major or the opening of the Sonata No. 16 in C major, Levin goes straight to the heart of these pieces so that we can feel them on their terms again.

The Adagio of the Sonata No. 12 in F major is a revelation, as is the Fantasia in C minor. Both soar in the present recording. The Sonata No. 18 in D major is among the shortest of the set, nevertheless a depth charge in its own right. The closing Allegretto is especially savory, and Levin handles it as an organic farmer would his finest crop.

Sprinkled throughout are unfinished sonata fragments newly completed by Levin and informed by his scholarly and creative approach to idiom. The sonata movement in C major is a pluralistic wonder. Another in B-flat major reveals a shimmering and ambitious architecture, while the last in G minor proceeds boldly from impressionism to realism. All three are a testament to what makes Mozart so comforting—namely, that he always has the destination in mind before his first step hits the ground.

What a gift for the seasoned and unseasoned alike, as fresh as the day it leaped forth from the soul of a life that, though cut short, was destined to resonate for all ages.