Nino, red dress and pouncing. We meet for the first time, on a rare for me re-track, back into the fourth. All five B’concertos I’ve overdone. Therefore v.few outings and far b’tween. This got me clicking on the look of her poise, seemed involved and yes, attraction ‘course.

This flows easy, light, with less – than can be – drama. All in a one drop. Level, is the word. So warm and all-connecting. Bloomin’ marvelous.

It’s as though she’s being carried rather than carrying. This the thing with classical; Top of the pops – another cover. Original obviously by Ludwig himself and since recording began, outstanding versions – stacks of – that defy and astound.

This one’s a lose yourself with. Dream performance. Colossal, as is understated. Beautifully matched to orchestral approach.

Gould speaks of the ‘personality into’ players and, connection/out of the way-ers. Putting Nino in the later camp. For me it’s the lack of push that makes this interpretation such a flying number. Calm, clean… Clear.

Enough…

As she brushes her hands through her hair. And I forget about how/what. Post this. Pause for the Rondo, ready to whack up and soar. Probably go again.