For his recital – part of the 80th anniversary season of the Caramoor Festival – Daniil Trifonov traced a path that veered from the familiar, seeking out overlooked corners of the repertoire. Yet what made the evening memorable was not merely the programme, but the metamorphoses that emerged in its unfolding: character pieces became narratives, and technical challenges, poetic gestures.
The recital’s architecture – bookended by Tchaikovsky’s music – offered a study in contrasts. It opened with the Piano Sonata in C sharp minor, a little-known early work conceived during his final year at the St Petersburg Conservatory and closed with Mikhail Pletnev’s virtuosic transcription of scenes from The Sleeping Beauty, one of Tchaikovsky’s most beloved ballets.
If the sonata betrayed its composer’s inexperience, Trifonov’s intensity gave it shape and purpose. The first movement’s bold proclamations and turbulent progressions had an improvisatory vitality. The Andante, shadowy and lyrical, seemed to drift from a Schumann reverie, its tenderness illuminated with finely shaded rubato and hushed introspection. The fleeting Scherzo was playful yet taut, leading directly into a finale that pulsed with urgent, perpetual motion. Rather than exaggerate the sonata’s youthful exuberance, Trifonov highlighted its structural ambition and emotional restlessness with finesse.
Pletnev’s Sleeping Beauty transcription is not a straightforward reduction, but a concert paraphrase in the grand Romantic tradition, drawing on Lisztian flair and pianistic spectacle. It condenses eleven scenes from the ballet into a richly inventive piano work, brimming with character and contrast. Trifonov approached it not as an imitation of orchestral color, but as a transformation, conjuring the music’s whimsy and occasional eeriness with restrained, painterly precision. Each vignette was etched with distinct identity: the feline mischief of Puss in Boots, the delicate menace of Little Red Riding Hood, the noble lyricism of the Adagio. He shaped the suite as a sequence of fleeting tableaux, with crisp articulation and sudden shifts of touch evoking the fantastical and the grotesque in equal measure. Trifonov folded technical brilliance into storytelling, culminating in a finale that sparkled with rhythmic vitality and a lingering sense of enchantment.